Episode 3

Aery’s blast hits one of the goblins around Alaric.

Their beady eyes look in fear as Butler’s sword turns on fire. "Magicks! They have vile magicks." one complains.

Butler swings his sword in a wide arc, striking two goblins down dead and singing a third. The trained fighter that he is, he kicks the half-elf in the stomach, with a painful groan he stays down. Not going anywhere anytime soon.

A series of slashes from Alaric, slays goblins left and right, and leaves one singular goblin left in the group that attacked him.

The group attacking Butler, which has been reduced to two goblins tries to stab him, but he easily sidesteps.

The singular goblin left of the group attacking Alaric, makes a final stab before disengaging. Trying to attack any counter attacks, he trips in his own feet, falling face first down on his own sword.

With only a couple of goblins left, you make quick work of them. You are standing around the groaning half-elf.

In his backpack, you are able to find a journal filled with drawings of Sandpoint, as well as erotic drawings of a woman.

You find the following passages as most interesting:

"The raid went about as planned. Few Thistletop goblins perished, and we were able to secure Tobyn’s casket with ease while the rubes were distracted by the rest. I can’t wait until the real raid. This town deserves a burning, that’s for sure."

"Ripnugget seems to favor the overwhelming land approach, but I don’t think it’s the best plan. We should get the quasit’s aid. Send her freaks up from below via the smuggling tunnel in my father’s Glassworks, and then invade from the river and from the
glassworks in smaller but more focused strikes. The rest except Bruthazmus agree, and I’m pretty sure the bugbear’s just being contrary to annoy me. My love’s too distracted with the lower chambers to make a decision. Says that once Malfeshnekor’s
released and under her command, we won’t need to worry about being subtle. I hope she’s right."

"My love seems bent on going through with it—nothing I can say convinces her of her beauty. She remains obsessed with removing what she calls her "celestial taint" and replacing it with her Mother’s grace. Burning her father’s remains at the Thistletop shrine seems to have started the transformation, but I can’t say her new hand is pleasing to me. Hopefully when she offers Sandpoint to Lamashtu’s fires, her new body won’t be as hideous. Maybe I’ll luck out. Succubi are demons too, aren’t they?"

You can recall the name Tobyn. It was the name of Father Zanthus' predecessor, and the one whose bones was stolen.