(a rough draft of our latest adventure in Kalet.)

Ah, table top role play gaming. Of the Dragonquest variety in our case.
Our party returned from our mission, successfully, and went to turn in our report to the Parksmen *the “Law Enforcement” organization for which we are employed.

Our Supervisor is confused by this, as we had already turned in our report earlier that day, signed by our party leader, Chester. The handwriting certainly looks like his,,,
Puzzled, we continue on to the boarding house where we have rented rooms, only to be met by a delivery of 4 barrels of gunpowder, ordered, presumably, by Chester. This is very odd, as we have been gone from the city for several weeks on our mission, and certainly have not ordered any gunpowder.

However, gunpowder can be very useful, and we take delivery of it (fortunately my character, Damaha, has sufficient funds, being the copper-pinching Half-Elf she is.

We no sooner settle the bill, than another delivery arrives; this one a barrel of urine, ordered, supposedly, by Damaha, who redirects it to an ice house, where it may be used for making of ice – in retrospect, she should have sent it to a tannery.

(Her name is actually “Grey Crow Red Cap Damaha”, Damaha being her forename, Red Cap being her family name, and Grey Crow being her Clan. The party usually calls her Red Cap, and she is a Half-Elf/Half-Goblin Shadow Weaver (her magical college) and Martial Artist.)

We check our rooms, and the Landlady tells us she’s surprised to see us back so soon, and we had just left a little while ago. We go check our rooms, and they appear to have been used very recently, things moved, sign of people sleeping in the beds, and someone even used Damaha’s shampoo! As she keeps most of her head shaved, this is a specially compounded formula, and she is not amused. Damaha summons a shadlow-aligned being, and a crow appears, which thenn takes on the appearance of an Elf, and they converse. The crow has seen “us” in the place several times recently – a Centaur (Chester), a Dwarf (Grudana), Martlett (a human), Darmok (a Goblin) and myself. We’ve actually been gone from town for a few weeks

We decide to get something to eat, and as we enter the establishment, we her screaming coming from the women’s lavatory. Being LEP’s we respond to the scene, and find a woman, staring a Grudana, one of our party, and saying “I won’t tell anyone what I saw, just let me go, you don’t have to kill me.”
She has quite obviously confused someone else for our Dwarf.

With the help of a couple of spells to make her calm down, we learn that she witnessed someone who looked like Grudana attack and kill a woman. The body appears to have had the leg long bones removed from it. None of us can figure out why. the imposter/doppelganger had run out of the area “going to get the authorities” just before we walked in …

After this, we regroup and decide to stake out our rooms, and hide in them. A note slides under the door of Marlett’s room, he picks it up and reads “Well, this is inconvenient. You’re supposed to be dead.”

Yanking the door open, he finds our landlady, startled by the sudden appearance, who says “I didn’t see you come back in! You had a note, I put it under the door. Upon questioning, she says it was left by a uniformed courier, and she manages to find him nearby. He accepts a return message and goes to deliver it.

We follow to a laundromat, and enter it to ask about things. As we are discussing whther to just ask at the main desk/counter, or to also check the workers in the back, the front window explodes inward, and Grudana and Damaha are hit by crossbow bolts. Battle ensure.
Being relatively confident that none of our foes are Light-aligned, Damaha casts a Web of Starlight spell, managing to ensure one of the assailants, but two other possible targets managed to get out of the way. While holding this spell, she is attacked by her doppleganger, which she manages to not react, despite significant damage to herself. We are each in battle with ourselves – our dopplegangers.

At another blow, Damaha loses concentration, letting go of her active spell. This does, however, provide her means and opportunity to join the fray and directly confront her assailant. The battle does not go wel for her, and she rapidly goes down, only to be stuck critically against again, while collapsed at the feet of her doppleganger.

A few moments later, combat is over, the surviving dopplegangers are rendered immoblile and silent.

Which is where we had to stop for the evening, due to multiple telephone issues with our group call and the GM’s phone.

This post is the early draft of my log for this session, It will be revised in the future.