Having escaped the flooding chamber of the diseased (and deceased) Sahuagin baron, the party fled into an ambush by a horrid insect clinging to a cavern roof. Knarillas was seized and pulled into the air, but managed to teleport to safety, burning the hapless insect with his dazzling ray for good measure. The creature was sorely wounded, but finished off by the divine magic of Saint Belardan. This spell revealed a cluster of smaller specimens, as well as another adult, and a vicious melee ensued. When it appeared the party was gaining the upper hand, another wave of the creatures arrived from deeper in the cavern.
Eventually the heroes prevailed, and found their way back down to the chamber where they had entered the lair. This was now entirely flooded, and taking a leap of faith they hurled themselves into the rushing water and were washed into the Lev. Urik managed to keep the heavily armoured Belardan afloat with the help of a transformed Badden, and the survivors managed a rendezvous with the Reprisal.
“Captain” Fortesque welcomed the heroes aboard, describing an attack on the ship by a straggling band of sea devils. The crew managed to repel the boarders with some casualties, but this crew was harder and more experienced than the sacrificial band of prisoners that made up the first crew.
Two days later, the Reprisal sailed back into the Levside Docks, and into the adoring arms of a grateful crowd. Again the heroes were feted, and rewarded with gold and trinkets. Several days of feasting and revelry ensued.
During this time Urik was approached by young Naro, the urchin with mysterious powers who was last seen when the group were still in the employ of Giramelle Desailly. After a lengthy private discussion, Urik declared that he would be going it alone for a while – as he had received information central to his quest, and needed to act swiftly. With a last pull on a massive tankard (really a pitcher) of ale, he grabbed his pack and set off. Naro was nowhere to be seen.
Some time later, the remaining trio were received a message, delivered in an envelope and written upon paper of the highest quality. It comes “from the desk of Cecil Gaultarre”, and he requests a meeting “you know where”…