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Giraine Summaries

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Last time: Mikos the bandit had his fate debated at Aria's Well. The dronari peasants wanted justice in the form of his execution. Boamund originally contemplated mercy for the young man, but even Maugis said “Solace is the best for him.” Mikos pleaded for clemency, especially when his punishment was proclaimed to be death by dragging over the reefs, but by that point there was no turning back. Mikos was ripped to shreds, leaving a bloody swath across the reefs and an abundance of gobbets for local fauna to devour. And the peasants were pleased.

Orsattus and his mercenaries returned eventually, with bloody tropies presented to Fraud Shaven– the tongues and guts of one of the bandits, smugly dropped before him like gory serpents. But they said that the cunning bandits had escaped them- five of Alebelly's gang and the burly leader himself, fleeing into the wilderness to the northeast. You decided this was fine enough- the Giranois, wild creatures, undead or other things would take care of them. They were out of the colonists' way, for now anyway, and perhaps forever.

You plotted your return to the Mostali Shipwreck, and set off on the Shadow through the Night Channel. But it had indeed turned more and more grim there in that gloomy channel, and you were beset by a cloud of horrid, filthy, bloodthirsty giant bats that vomited rancid blood to blind and incapacitate victims, and drained their blood with vicious slurping fanged mouths. These beasts were fearsome, fearless foes and they fought until killed, which was a brutal fight. Two sailors died horribly, and Maugis and Miguel came close to being drained dry of blood, but the combined might of your leaders and crew wore them down and soon they were all slain and cast off the ship into the dark depths.

Ahappi brooded over this situation. Bats in “his” channel were not tolerable; an evil intrusion. He inferred that the most likely source of them was the conjurer Vran, the recent immigrant to the wizard's tower up north. He contemplated how to deal with this, turning the Shadow around to go back to Aria's Well so poor Maugis and Miguel could rest and recover for a week. Meanwhile he also considered consulting with Evakranem the Sage, the Baron's wizard, to find new ways to deal with the Mostali iron-constructs that dwelled in the shipwreck- they were difficult to permanently put down, it seemed. But you had to go back, once you were ready, and you'd bring every talent you could muster, plus a good year or more of experience dealing with watery terrors. Whatever still lurked in that cursed shipwreck would meet well prepared and field-tested band, not the more uncertain, less well equipped adventurers that last swam into their lair.

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