So I got a job!
At first this sounded great. I met some of the other people Oswald hired. Kasam seemed friendly enough and the dead guy, well I guess he’s okay too. First day on the job Oswald deputized us. I get to be a police officer. Woo hoo! We started with the list of “happenings” in our section of town:
• Drug Addiction to something called “shivvel”
• Animal Mutations
• Greyson House is haunted
Our first job was to track down those mutated animals. Personally I’m always up for helping out some cute and cuddly little critters, but apparently tracking meant trudging through the sewers. I was ready to give up after we did an enormous amount of walking around and searching, 7 perhaps 8 minutes even, but these guys kept pushing on. Eventually we found some cute mice that looked like they needed our help. Good size ones too. My new friend’s method of helping the animals was to bash their heads in. How could they be so heartless, though I had my doubts on the dead guy had a heart at all. They said though there was no other choice and the cute and cuddly mice couldn’t be saved. Unfortunately, it didn’t end there. These kept trudging through the sewer all night long killing small, defenseless animals wherever they went. It was like a nightmare that I was too tired to wake from.
Finally, we got out of the sewers and headed for home. While we were walking we heard a lady scream for help. I’m like somebody call the police! Then I realized we are the police. Oh that is so weird. While I was thinking that over, my new friends did something completely unthinkable. They ran towards the lady who was screaming. Now I’m not just talking about free pizza kinda running, but they really ran and they expected me to as well. I tried my best to follow them but this was far more danger than I had signed up for. My heart was beating way too fast, my head was spinning and I couldn’t catch my breath. I almost died right there. Oh the lady’s attackers, some sort of pearl dog impersonators, had been disabled and were on the ground. Fortunately, none of my friends had been hurt, so they were able to carry me back to my room.
The next day Oswald instructed us to investigate the attack. The pearl dog impersonators were hired by a guy named Doffel from Sweethall. The lady was named Iskra Timurovna who is a seamstress in our local district. Apparently she spends a lot of time in Saint Gustav’s Chapel. That night we met with Doffel to find out why he hired those guys to attack that nice lady. Apparently, he was hired by Toridan Clan, some orc with an important brother, and his assistant Vagger Nulus. Oswald wanted to do some more investigating stuff, so that gave Kasam and I an opportunity to go drinking. We invited the dead guy, but he said something about not drinking. His loss, and more for Kasam and me. And man can that Kasam chug. I can hold my own with the best of them but this Kasam matched me drink for drink and then some. Ah, what a swell night.
After sleeping that off, we setup a meeting with Toridan Cran. I don’t recall him being all that friendly either, but apparently he was hired by someone else, and that someone else doesn’t exist. Hmm, this police stuff can be confusing at times. Ah well, 2 days in and I still have the job. I think that is a new record.