Joanne will just have to wait. We’ve just left White Beach, and not on the best of terms. The old woman and the two other council men seem to have some sense, but that fat pig Uldurisio is the worst sort of human I’ve run across. I sense an evil in him, and that nephew of his.
From the moment we entered the council chambers, the two of them were trying to paint me as a villian. Me! The nerve of it all. I was trying to tell the heroic story of our survival during that terrible storm and how we persevered against all odds in the savage jungles of this possibly deserted island. The entire time he kept interrupting as if the story were all about him! Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, Carter the Coward calls him fat. It’s as if that man never learned any manners…
Well, I finally got to tell our heroic story. However, as I was coming to the bit about the snake and how we were going to save it just in case we needed to feed a village full of people, Carter barks out again! This time he accuses Uldurisio of kidnapping the girl!
Ah! Yes… the girl. Apparently some young girl named Heather was abducted from her home a few nights ago. She had been taken out to a rock on the shore some ways east of here, as a sacrifice to-well, I’m not sure what yet. I’ll get to that later. A couple more survivors from our shipwreck had found her and healed her wounds. One is another aasimar like myself, though not quite as gifted, I’d wager. He claims to have no name, and follows Iomedae. Dry bunch of worshipers they are; so very serious. The other is one of those unusual catfolk. I’m not sure whether to admire his fur or give him some milk. He’s nice enough, but not too bright.
Anyhow, I forget myself. I was writing about the council. Well, Uldurisio and that wicked nephew marched out of the council chambers after Carter accused them. With those two gone, things went along pleasantly enough. I apologized for mixing up problems between them and the sahuagin, and vowed to correct our mistake. I also intend to help them with this food problem of theirs, and see about that beast in the rocky cave off the island.
That’s right, the beast. It seems there’s something living out there, and they’ve been sacrificing food to it for generations. Now that food supplies are short, giving a large portion to the monster every month is that much harder. We’ve got too much pressing business to get to, but the issue of the beast will be addressed.
We talked to some of the townsfolk, and I tried to unburden their hearts. I let them know that our crash landing was no accident, but the hands of the gods leading them to salvation and prosperity. The thing they needed was a hero, and that’s exactly what they got!
It’s about the time that I’m making real progress when Regal, that’s the cat fellow, tells me that there’s a mob brewing on the other side of town, and they intend to hang us. I’d have liked to stay and face the mob, to show them the wickedness of their desires and lead them to the light but Regal mentioned how important it was to set-off finding out what happened to Heather right away.
We’ve been traveling for a few hours now, and it’s time to make camp. I trust tomorrow shall be glorious.