Midnight-Court this evening and Mannfred was in attendance. Everyone came out to play. Grand Marshall Alderic was there with his lieutenants. All the officer core of The Drakenhof Templars in one place, at one time and available to me. While Alderic was busy listening to Godric’s bullshit, I was able to embed myself amongst the officers. I listened to their war stories, told a few of my own, and laughed at their jokes (only the funny ones). I did everything within my power that night to plant the seed that one day soon, I will be the one leading them and they will be working for me.
Then I made a rash decision to gamble with Mitzi on the outcome of a die herausforderung. I thought I saw a chance to exploit an opportunity to get some information about my sire out of Mitzi, given her penchant for gambling. It seems I overreached. I am now in Mitzi’s debt for a personal favor. I have a feeling she is going to hold on to that marker. Whatever little information I would have gained from her had I won the wager, will be nothing in comparison to what I am going to pay for losing it.
Funny how on this same night prior to Mannfred making a rare appearance at court, I am summoned by Mitzi, along with the other FNG’s, to a meeting. Ziegfried, Oliver, Dagomar, and I are to enter the county disguise amongst Godric’s army and slip out undetected to track down a missing necromancer from the Midnight Court of Waldenhof. Clearly if anything goes wrong we are going to be left out to dry, but if we pull this off, it could increase are standing dramatically in court. And by dramatically I mean going from 0 to 1 on a scale of 100.
We set out the next day and imbed ourselves with the regular army. Days into the march our crew separates itself from the main force. We track some greenskins, take some trophies, and make our way to town. Aside from an insubordinate sergeant who didn’t want to wake the captain, we are able to present ourselves as a “do gooder” adventuring crew known as the Darkh Stalkers. They set us up in the inn, pay us for our trophies, and introduce us to the town elder. The Elder tells us of a place called Sciechn or the Ruined Temple, where he thinks we can find clues to the location of the dark caster.
It appears our little group is a more than capable bunch. Zeigfried takes on the role of “face” of the group and handles himself adequately. Oliver and Dagomar seem to be competent casters. While Oliver seems quiet and reserved most of the time, Dagomar seems to enjoying talking and tasting a little of whatever he kills. After we pull this job off it might serve all of us well to form a temporary alliance to move ourselves up the Midnight Court ladder and watch each others backs in the process.