Faffing around in Threshold.

In summary we need to get to Fedor Island. Following the woman’s vision, we are going to look for a tall bearded man, with revenge on his mind. He is near a building by the river with crossed sword over the doors of the building.

We cross over to that side of the town. Beggars are on the bridge. One with a dog on a string approaches us. “My friends, my friends, come have a word!”
We approach.
“I fear for Jacky”.
“Who is Jacky?”.
“Jacky is my dog. Will you please look after her. I couldn’t bear to think of her wandering the streets alone and masterless”.

Dubal, agrees to take the smelly mutt on. A tearful parting ensues, Chester sad to wave his loyal mutt cheerio. Vyaaren is moved to a hard stare at the foolishness of her companions. But she keeps quiet. They have to learn the hard way.

Now best friends with the beggar he is given twenty gold. He also knows where the cross swords building is. It was a tavern but it is shut now. We also ask him about a weaselly man called Vocoss? The beggar is unspecific and noncommittal in reply.

We continue across the bridge. We spy the tavern in a run down water front part of town. We put thoughts of property investment to the back of our collective mind. Dockers are scurrying around loading and unloading warehouses and ships in the area.

Morkel and Maglor go off for a night of watching and scoping out the crossed swords.

Maglor comes back and relates…. They want to the corner by the building. They see a guard in the shadows. Morkel distracts him and Maglor picks the lock at the front. It is now open (or was when he left it).

As it is night the party don armour. Either because it’s chilly or we ‘feel’ that as it is night we can perhaps get away with it. Maglor spots nasty swarthy people hanging around the area. They look like they are ready to ambush us.

We wonder, do they know, they know that they are watching us?