Well, instinct prevailed for me this time. With no Purple Dragons at the Passage, I convinced someone taking a pilgrimage to trade clothes with me. A good thing too since Myth Drannor guards inside arrested the person who had traded me.
Once I was in Drullyndra, I posed as a traveler at the Shaded Dragon so no one would be wise to who I really was. That way I was able to retrieve what I had left behind when I ran, my staff being the biggest item. The acquaintance I had with some group was waiting for me, complimenting me on my work to make the Passage more secure. But, like every other place I searched, he had no information for me. So after he left, I wrapped up my staff so it would be less of a tell and ventured down to the common room. Which is where I met… him, a man drawing way too much attention to himself with his gaudy hat was endlessly playing a drinking song.
I guess the trip back, the almost arresting, the lack of any result from what I did, and everything else came to a head when he wouldn’t stop playing that one… Damn… Song. I walked over and told him to pick something new. And oh boy, he somehow decided I was some lovestruck little girl, and started playing something that would have had him laughed right out of Silverymoon. Really? Did I look like someone who wanted to put up with that? At least my normal worshipers stay quiet as they bask in my glory. Eh. Maybe I was a little harsh on him but something tells me he had it coming anyway.
Anyway, the next day while I was enjoying a quiet lunch alone, I was interrupted by Magpie of all people. And she had the guy from last night in tow. Guess he doesn’t have much in the way of standards, hitting on both of us with wine in his hands and trying to ply us with drinks. But he did prove useful, giving Magpie and I a distraction so we could leave for her house and talk more there. And wouldn’t you know? Ardisia was there. Magpie’s place was trashed at first glance but I really didn’t pay it much mind. Instead, I focused more on the personal attacks against me from both Magpie and Ardisia. Like I was the sole person who decided to support the Purple Dragons.
As I was defending myself, that guy showed back up. He introduced himself, finally, as Cruen…. something. I wasn’t really caring at the moment. I also got to find out Magpie was going to get married and how her future husband changed her views on Fate. Damn that word, Fate. Ardisia, being the person who likes to bluntly club someone in the head, started to really grate on my nerves in regards to Fate. Again. And, I admit, I lost my temper this time. If Magpie’s house hadn’t been grounded, I would have probably screwed everything. I’ve just been having a harder and harder time keeping a hold on my anger lately.
Well, my divinity got brought up and Cruen displayed a level of brains I previously didn’t think him capable of, giving me some proper worship. But that’s when Claern showed up, telling us Ganden was looking for us. We met up with him at the Shaded Dragon where he gave us some information about someone who could help us with our xivort mission from the Coronal to get back in her good graces. He also came through for me, telling me he heard whispers of what I’m looking for being in the Feywild. So, deciding to have the one who wasn’t connected to us before join us, we gained Cruen into our group and journeyed back for the Feywild to help get the person Ganden directed us to out of a prison.