Met: May 31st Attendance: Everyone (Except JP—JP will now be excluded from ‘Everyone’)(+DD)
The party continued their push into the audience chamber of the keep, where the Viceroy, his maester and an insignificant number of minion guards waited with timid patience. A conversation with struck up, as adventurers often due before slaying the demagogue breed of villains. Using his deft silver tongue (with a litte assistance from a good bluff roll) the Viceroy stalls the party with half-truths until at last the Hound and his rugged entourage returned.
At some point before the inevitable combat, Mar held the Viceroy upside down. It’s kinda’ his thing.
The combat was long, but fierce, and the Hound was forced unconscious while the rest of his men slain. With the party’s new-found political clout they reinstated the Lord Delouve from the dungeons who then threw the Viceroy into the cell he had the pleasure of warming. Lord Delouve also awarded Mar, Dreylin and Achmid-Sol small portions of his fief, Piph a “box people reserve”, and Lennur a humble chapel to Amaunator.
The viceroy, now disposed, explained why he had forced the people of Sundabar to grow such a superfluous quantity of these fey-born grapes. The Viceroy was once a shepherd, but was given (forced) the responsibility (and wealth) to sate the gluttonous wishes of a white dragon who had a thirst for the rare wine. He enlisted the help of The Hound, who was then a bandit leader to help him usurp the Lordship of the Delouves to force the peasantry to harvest the grape.
Upon waking with a vicious headache, the Hound found himself in the unwanted position of guiding the party to the frozen wastes of the north where the dragon waits, or face Lord Delouve’s justice. He chose guiding.