So this is where my pathetic little brother is hiding, This 'sanctuary' looks more like a prision than a town. Constant patrols walking about. then you got your big boots mercenarys taking advantage of their powers. Well that wont matter anymore.

I was pretty doubtful of my fathers instincts when he first told me to venture here. The underdark, One of the most hostile places In The land. Frubo could just die here and then problem solved! But no father ordered me to go find him or to never return. I've went from comfort in waterdeep to a hard bed in the underdark.

A fools errand

I'll turn this town upside down if i have to just to find my brother, How could he think he could just run away while dishonouring our familys name with his petty magic tricks? Time to set things straight.

Like always I've attracted the attention of the local halfling thugs. They seemed pretty impressed with my skills, hah impressed? they should be mesmerized! the feats I've performed they could dream about doing, For now though they will do in my search for my brother.

Halflings always stick together, a stinking half breed learned that the hard way. We were going to discuss how we would shake this towns foundation with our skills when he grabbed one of us. We all quickly grabbed our weapons and attacked with all we had! Blast those fools who think they are the law and cast magic! if we were left, we would of slain him and hung his head high on a spear!

The local watch were busy which was a relief as we could plan our revenge. After a few hours of planning we followed the beast to some tunnels in the lower of the town where we made our hatred known!

With all 4 of us descending upon him from the shadows he had no way of defending himself. His plate however was formidable against our blows, the orc had no where to go though so with our numbers we slowly but surely wounded him till he collasped and i ran in to slit his throat. The spoils were quite bountyful indeed. A few charms that protects from blows. A huge amount of herbs, the armour we gave to our disturbed friend who has trained as a warrior, the rest of the beasts belongings i took but did not tell the others as the celebrated in their first kill.

If they only knew who they were dealing with.

I've never had so much fun evading the watch in years. I was listening to a conversation about a possible drow attack in three days when a man in yellow robes said i dropped a key in lower. Curious as what he was on about I decided to say yes and asked what it looked like, he responded by asking me to wait here while he got it

Soon after two watchmen came over to ask me my name, where i was yesterday and what weapons I had, apparently I had held some dwarf at knifepoint and robbed him of what ever he had. For once I was innocent which is a new experience I'll tell you that!

They asked me to stay still to be arrested and if I resisted then i would be shackled, Ha little did they know that us Hills know every trick in the book and I acted accordingly. just as i gulped down my invisiblity one of them took the chance and shackled my arms and legs, I made a dash for the stairway to lower when my feet were grabbed by some tangled mess. The watch caught up and knocked me to the floor.

Fortunately i was able to cut away the mess and recover from the blow and skillfully slid down the stairway handrail with ease . I then waited in the shadows, the man in yellow came down the stairway weilding a hammer and shield, that was when i knew this was a trap and swore revenge.

I decided to gamble with my freedom and to make my way through now hostile territory as I knew of a 'friend' who sold such tools to get those goddamn cumbersome shackles off me. It was two hundred gold well spent as my bound arms and legs were now free to do as they wish without hassle.

Then that damnable watchman made a sending for me to meet him at the watchhouse as they apparently caught the 'real' culprit and wanted to remove my shackles, would'nt he be suprised when he seen me walking towards him free of those wretched things. As predicted he ordered me to go into the house as the keys were hung up there untill he noticed my shackles were gone, I cant explain the glee and amusement on my face as he looked on,

Then the good old 'count to three and we'll use force' trick Which I retreated from on the count of one and am now sitting free as the wind in the blue mushroom.

Have that then you ignorant and sorry excuse of a law enforceing agency and if you think that was the start of your troubles, I just hope you are ready for my next trick.

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I've been hiding low for a few days to keep the watch off my back, when will these fools realise that they wont catch me by standing there and shouting I'm being arrested for what ever crimes I've commited.

No matter, I met with a 'companion' who took interest in my poster and can provide me with the necassary materials, all I need now is some help and then they'll know who they're dealing with.

Time to make some friends I think.

I've completely forgotten about my 'brother' although it seems no one has seen him for many days. Proberbly got what he deserved and been caught by the drow or something. The staircase to lower was blown apart, which although my usual escape route to lower is destroyed, It prevents the watch easy access down there.

The tigereyes were destroyed by some thugs called the red smiles, the AUDS have had some dealings with them but nothing hostile, I even managed to find one of their captains leathers on one of their bodys, a fine set of leathers indeed.

I also made an alliance with the deep sailors captain Jarai. Although I aint seen him for a few days, He's a reliable guy and we'll help him wherever we can.

I've also been presented with an interesting offer, I've been working with some people who worship this 'false flame' apparently if you trade your soul you can wish for anything you want. Well power down here immediately came to mind. If this wasteland miraculously decides to form a government, I want to be a part of it. Not just any old job, a top job that needs to make decisions. A lifetime of actions has proberbly damned my soul to eternal hell, so I care not if its ripped from my body.

If this thing is true, then I'm going to make alot of changes down here. The AUDS can wait.

I almost forgot I had this thing, well where can I start, am certain my brother is dead, I aint seen him or any of his pathetic rabble about but one troubles gone and another arises, the AUDS is no more and am out of a job, even those gits who promised me a wish have vanished as well. and if things could'nt get any worse I cant find my way back to how I got here in the first place.

I knew I should of stayed on the surface, all this doom and gloom is having an effect on me, I constantly feel a need to kill, even if it isnt for a job and with the chaos in lower still, I aint getting any better. The upper scum made a lift to back up, a shame its guarded by the watch and that archibald guards otherwise it would of been a nice and easy trip.

I seen a notice in the crone the other day offering jobs for security guards and the like, maybe I should start there before I end up dead because of this 'addiction'

At last I finally have something to fight for again. the same cause is lower against the upper scum, except I dont have the pressures of making decisions, this wesh guy seems pretty popular although he does seem a little on the dodgy side at times, and I aint talking about your illegal business dodgy. Still as long as I get pay in ether trinkets or gold I'll stand there quiet and do what he wants, the description sounds like I can keep this 'addiction' under control with it too!

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Note to self: Mennon,Mormont and Marhaus

Damnable kobolds wandering lower. I found one of them walking from the lift with head in upper, I demanded to know where he got and whimpered like a dog trying to say he got it off the goblin tribe inhabiting lower. with no proof I decided to let him go but If I find him in the act I'll make sure my blade rips right through his skull into his brain and exiting through the other side.

We also had another shot at that orog bounty the mur duergar had. It seemed they had put more effort into their defences this time as we met some very tricky characters including a pyromanic sorcerer and a captain that liked to binge drink on benefical potions. Still it mattered not as we cleansed the fort from the filth that occupied it.

I ain't in the vanguard business anymore, Its now the Liberators set up by Brendan Wilks brother Freddy. I'll make sure no Upper scum gets a foothold down here and if they do I'll make sure its removed one way or another.

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I've had enough of this shite in lower. How are we going to even get off the floor when councilors keep running away or dying? We still dont have a set of laws laid out so how the footman keep order I don't know. And the golden mercs are idle bastards as well.

I won't stand by and watch orogs and fey attack the gates. Let whole tribes of goblins and kobolds walk through lower without a purpose. It's time the AUDS got involved.

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So this is my death room? A cell with a ancient lock so complex even I can't crack it, I hate being caged like a animal waiting for that bitch to arrive. Caleb did tell me no good came from the spire and so he was right, You never listen though do you? I can just remenber the way she sniffed at my neck as if testing my flesh.

I had so many plans for lower, for sanctuary and myself. I could of finally made something out of myself. But now am at the mercy of some wretch.

Someones footsteps are approaching.