Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

A blue skinned tiefling with a cocky swagger walks up to the guards at the entrance to The Gate and hands them a folded(reasonably folded anyways. . . for being stained and a bit crumpled) letter. "Oi, this 'ere is for Mistah Captain Norton, roigh'? Thanks guvnahs!", he says two the two guards as he passes the letter off, then turns on his heel and strides off rubbing his hands.

The letter is mostly legible, and it reads as follows:

"Allo' Mistah Captain Norton, your esteemedness. I be writin' yeh because I witnessed an attack out front of your City the other day and some bloke named Thedran told me I'd be eligible for a reward if'n I sent in this letter tellin' wot happened. So, 'ere it is oi!

A group of us was standing 'round the fire in front of The Gate, see? Was a couple fellahs talkin' to squirrels, and this elf bloke in shiney armor lookin' like a paladin or some such, and this lady in all blue with a hood, and another lady of the healin' persuasion, and meself roigh'... so this elfie bloke starts to have words with the lady in all blue see, and he goes on to explain that this lady in blue is worshipin' Auril, and Mistah Blue, that be me oi, can tell this elfy bloke and this lady in all blue, who be Azmodorf... or Asthmadeath... or some such, I can sees they don't be likin' each other. So the other fellahs who be talkin' to squirrels start asking the elfie about wot's so wrong about Asthmadeath being an Aurilite and such, see? So the elf bloke starts recitin' Aurils dogma like th' back of his hand oi, and how this looney frostie god lady be wantin' to cover Faerun in snow and ice and such... "Which sounds daft ta me", I says because g'luck freezin' the oceans and seas and not get poked in the eye by Umberlee, roigh'?! Anyways, here's the funny bit of the story oi, so old elfy bloke is tellin all about Auril and he may sound a little piked off, but he's not sayin' anything derogatory or such, and the frostie wench Asthmadeath says, "Oi! Says one more stupid thing bloke!". Which was hilarious to me because he's just learnin' us about Aurils daft dogma and plans roigh?"... so the elf says something else that weren't even half as offensive as wot I be mutterin' and POW! Up comes a big magic hand out of Asthmadeaths mouth and starts pummilin' this elf bloke to a pulp not fifty feet from the Gate see!! All the folks at the camp was pretty piked off at Asthmadeath at this point and the healin' type lady gave the elf bloke some healin', then the bloke ran off and got that Thedran fellah. I'm afraid yeh guards didn't come runnin' to help oi, that be a bit of an epidemic in these parts lately, and yeh should probably have a word with those two layabouts, but oi, I digress.

Anyways, that be me story and I be writin' it because that Thedran bloke said I'd be eligible for a reward, which would be really nice right now because I've been eating old boot soup for weeks oi. I be muckin' about near the Gate sometimes, so I'll check back with your guards sometime. I hopes those fellahs can be trusted to hold any reward for me and not go drink it away, oi? Cheers guvnah! Oi, err Mistah Captain Norton!"

Signed,

Mister Blue.

((written in tiny print a ways below it))Xavier Del'Armagio

*Another note is handed to a guardsman, with clear directions to ensure it is handed to a 'Captain Norton' with urgency*

"Dear Captain Norton,

I am writing this short letter under the direction of a Sir Thedran, whom requested my testimony to help speed along legal proceedings in this matter.

My sworn account of the events is as follows; I came across a campfire in the night to take shelter from the elements. Around it were a few men with crude tongues, an Elf and a woman in blue with a cloak bearing the symbol of Auril, the Frostmaiden. I did not hear the preceding conversation, but I saw that the Aurilite suddenly smote down the Elf with some great spell of some kind, conjuring a gigantic fist to pound his body repeatedly. The Elf was rescued by the others around the campfire, and the general consensus from the witnesses that had been there to have heard the prequel to this violence was that the Aurilite had acted very, very rashly indeed.

This is my account of the events, and I swear by Lathander that I have not omitted facts or obfuscated any truths.

- Millie Reus, of Lathander."

The two men are thanked and offered a small reward for their testimony. Armed with three reports of the attempted murder, and with the name of the accused, the Flaming Fist of Baldur's Gate has ordered that the Aurilite, Azmodeth, be taken into custody for questioning.

(( Azmodeth should not be wandering around Baldur's Gate without a disguise until this is settled. ))

(Image courtesy of Ri762)

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Azmodeth Turns herself in, for questioning.
The Fist ask her details about what happened to a man form the Radiant Heart, and Azmodeth confesses.

"The man was slandering some of the Furies, my hand was forced, less I suffer alongside, or worse, everyone with him in their retaliation for doing nothing. I urged the spiteful and hateful man to relent, he would not. I simply roughed him up abit, nothing too severe, and let him go."



The Fist throw Azmodeth in jail for abit, to rethink her strategy of picking fights with others, after some time to think, she will be let go. Domestic dispute, in which no one was really harmed, seems hardly worth too much of their time, considering the paper work.



After some time to think and abit of justice for everyone, Azmodeth is released, but some guards narrow their eyes at her, she's been branded abit of a trouble maker, too many times. She is warned she is on close watch, and if she outlives their ever vigilant and watchful presence, she might be hung instead next time. She has been warned she is on thin Ice.

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