RATS - VERY, VERY BIG RATS
"There," she said, "that should make your return here a little less wet. "Return?" I said. "I only just arrived." "Well, this is no picnic." she replied, not getting the joke. "One of our necromantic interrogations turned up just the sort of thing we'd hope to find. There is a wererat to be found in a place called Los Christabel." "Excuse me." I asked, "A what?" "Proteus rodentia verminus, the wererat. Agile, cunning, and quick, they are somewhat lacking in physical prowess. They're better suited to live in a civilized environment that the werewolf or werebear, hard to find here, but you'll be more likely to find this creature in Vvardenfell." "I see." I replied. I had heard rumors of werewolves in Solstheim, but had never heard of rats with that ability before. "What am I to do about this creature?" "Los Christabel is an island with a lighthouse located just north of Dagon Fel. According to the spirit we questioned, he was the lighthouse keeper - and he was murdered by a cowardly wererat who has taken over the lighthouse. The order wishes you to travel to Los Christabel. Trying to capture this creature is too risky, so simply kill it. Bring me it's skull, along with any papers or orders relating to him that you find. This is a rare opportunity, so don't screw it up." Well, that was a friendly send-off. |
I arrived at Dagon Fel as night was falling, and asked the boatman for directions to Los Christabel. "Ah, that would be the lighthouse we passed on our way into the bay here." she replied, pointing to my right. |
The flight was only 3 minutes, much easier than running, and not as hard on an old man like myself. |
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Taking a moment to catch my breath, I noticed a body in the corner. Apparently, he had not faired so well against the rats. |
I could hear the squealing of something large up ahead. |
My shield deflected it's claws away from me, and I ducked just in time to have it's fangs miss my shoulder. I remembered being struck by vampires, and then ending up as one. I didn't really want to end up as a wererat. I knew that Laurenna certainly wouldn't put up with me as a rat, either. With several slashes of my broadsword, I finished the creature off, and tucked it's skull away to return to Romana Corvus. I also found some books and papers that she said to bring back if any were found. |
"Excellent!" she said, "Say, these notes are interesting. I see they mention a 'Council of Vermin.' It would seem that the wererats are organized." She was very happy with my work, and increased my rank to "Inquisitor of Sacred Untruths." I thought it was an odd title, but a title is a title. I bid her good evening, and used the new teleport ring to arrive just outside my new home in Sadrith Mora. The one nice thing was that even though I'd be an hour late, I'd still be home in time for dinner. |
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