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Gideon's Log: Sept 30
Restore and Destroy

The new batch of hunters are an interesting bunch. They took the bounty on the graveyard, did a nice job of cleaning up and matching the bodies with the graves.

Tiz came by again. I swear, that little critter is going to be the death of me, no matter what goddess she worships. She took the bounty on the Mayor’s house, came back with that same new group. They were hurting bad and down one, their Man of Letters. Don’t know what an academic like that was doing in the field, but I’m making sure his ashes get back to his order.

Tiz left a note with me for them. Her planet-side church contacts have sent an acolyte into the field. What is it with these groups and their desire to get their youngest ones killed? Anyway, she’s out there and hasn’t checked in for a few days. Tiz asked me if I could make sure someone finds her (or her body) and gets her back to safety. She left a nice cash pile for the bounty and a few odds and ends that aren’t like anything I’ve ever seen before. But that’s Tiz.

The church of Ragathiel is sending a cleric to look for her, too. I’m keeping an eye out for him. The followers of Ragathiel and Feronia are a weird bunch, much closer to each other than most orders devoted to demigods are. I suppose it’s on account of Ragathiel being Feronia’s son, but still. Even the worshipers look out for each other.

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Letter to Gideon
Your Bother in arms, Curtis Calvin

So the hunters you sent were something else. They tracked the wolves back to Devil’s Rock and took down three dire bats. When I met them in the bar, the younger one, Katrina gave me a good talking to about the danger in fighting werewolves. One of the local thugs tried to sleep with the Courtesan without paying her fee. Well Katrina flung herself over the railing and kicked him in the back of the head right before Mazrim wrapped a metal whip around his throat and dragged him head down the stairs and planted his face at in the landing. Meanwhile Elsa hit one of his cronies on the head with her elbow while popping the chair out from under him. Evan just looked at the last guy and told him to stay out of it.

We went to hide out at my hit to avoid any backlash from Mayor Derby’s men.

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