Today was a most peculiar day. I, Wenton Underfield, was continuing my job search in the town of Luccini and was being interviewed at the Goodwin College for Magics and Engineering. They were trying to fill an instructor position, which suited me well. I was interviewed by Reginald Goodwin, Deidrus (the coward), and… the headmaster’s name I will need to find later. However, my interview was more of an observation, since they requested I teach a short class on conjuration.
Even though I was unprepared, I think I satisfied their expectations (and it was fortunate I had studied many conjuration spells that morning). After the class, the interview council informed me that I was a good fit for the job, which was fantastic news. The position started in a week, since Reginald was going on sabbatical to study. Some minor details were discussed, Reginald invited me to dinner, and Deidrus offered to show me around the town.
Deidrus first showed me around the college, then he led me past the temples and into the market place. While we walked, he talked on told me about the reorganization that the town was about to undergo. While we were examining some trinkets, we heard a most unusual sound…
At this point, in order to keep the chronology straight, I will also record the start of the day of two of my new-formed associates. I will start with Willow Silentread’s story. Willow had just entered the city looking for ways to test her abilities. Unsure where to go, she entered a large temple with many people. She caught the end of a small sermon, and while she was minding her own business, a man came and began attacking her with no provocation!
He appeared to be a priest of the temple that was bald while sporting a red beard. Caught off-guard, Willow was unable to defeat the man in combat. He seemed disappointed and asked that she leave the temple. She then left and began wandering about the town. As she walked down the road, she began to hear and see a group of people fleeing from something she could not see. She began moving towards what the people were fleeing…
Once again, I will now jump to another’s tale for that day. We now focus on Failwyn‘s start to the day. She had been in the city for about a month now manning a fireworks stand. Business was slow, but she was able to sell a good sized firework to a tourist couple, probably due to the giant Pelor she plastered on the front. Aside from that, not much seemed to be going on. Then her landlord stopped by for a visit. The rent wasn’t due, so it was just a pleasant chat. Then all of a sudden, they heard a commotion and a nearby stall seemed to explode for no reason at all!…
And now we can start the unified story of how our party saved the town from a madman.
As we each came to the scene, we discovered a Goat-Man: his head was a man’s, while the majority of man was in fact goat. The seams between goat and man was distinct, but it was unclear what held him together, for there was no thread holding him together. Regardless, he was a force that must be reckoned with.
Both I and Failwyn were within striking distance, while Willow was a ways away. Both of use began attacking the beast. I unleashed a magic missile from a distance while Failwyn attacked it at close range with a very large firework! The Goat-Man was beserking through the bazaar, attacking innocent civilians. With one fell swoop, it severely wounding Failwyn’s landlord, and with another swing it struck Failwyn. By this time Willow was entering the scene, throwing some sort of metal stars at the beast while I was throwing my daggers. Failwyn conjured some dancing lights to distract the beast, who had now turned its attention to me. I, in a tactful move, guarded myself behind the trinkets stall while the Goat-Man moved in. We all continued attacking, and Willow moved in close to attack the Goat-Man. After taking a hearty strike from the beast, Willow’s pent up frustrations of the day were unleashed as the gave a massive blow through the beast’s chest.
I went to help the landlord stabilized, then I started to investigate the body. Through my studies I was able to determine that this creature was not natural, but created by magic. It was not a stable creature, however, and may not have lasted long even if we had not fought it. And as far as I could tell, this was conjuration magic at play here, which fascinated me.
Shortly after the commotion finished, guards began storming the scene, demanding I stand back from the creature. The captain of the guard asked us our business here and seemed to imply that we might have had something to do with this creature! Without any proof, however, he released us while they began to clean up the incident.
We three greeted each other, and were thoroughly unsatisfied with the mystery at hand. We decided to work together to try to find out what was really going on in the town of Luccini. Failwyn and Willow went to the Balenson Theological Seminary and I went to join Reginald for dinner. I asked him about the goings on with the recent event. Reginald gave no data on the matter. However, he practically ensured my position at the college! My parents will be so happy to hear this news! Aside from that, the dinner was uneventful.
On the other end of town, Willow and Failwyn decided to go the Balenson Theological Seminary. There was a guest speaking, speaking about the teachings of Farland. However, it was reserved to members of religious orders. Throwing some dirt upon their faces, they posed as the devoted of Farland and snuck into the meeting.
They wined, dined, and mingled. They learned more about the members of the Balenson and Goodwin households. They even heard a wonderful lecture on Farland. Afterwards, we met back at the fountain, and shared our stories. We went our separate ways after agreeing to meet in the morning.