Drinking away the sight, the party is awoken with hangovers the next morning to a frantic knocking from the halfling barmaid at the Rusty Dragon. It seems that the proprietor, Ameiko Kaijitsu, did not wake up at her usual time to make breakfast. On checking her room, the halfling found that she had not slept in her bed, and appeared to have been lured away by her ne’er-do-well brother… a brother that the party had been narrowing their suspicions about being the half elf in the graveyard.

Hello, sis!

I hope this letter finds you well, and with some free time on your hands, because we’ve got something of a problem. It’s to do with father. Seems that he might have had something to do with Sandpoint’s recent troubles with the goblins, and I didn’t want to bring the matter to the authorities because we both know he’d just weasel his way out of it. You’ve got some pull here in town, though. If you can meet me at the Glassworks at midnight tonight, maybe we can figure out how to make sure he faces the punishment he deserves. Knock twice and then three times more and then once more at the delivery entrance and I’ll let you in.

In any case, I don’t have to impress upon you the delicate nature of this request. If news got out, you know these local rubes would assume that you and I were in on the whole thing too, don’t you? They’ve got no honor at all around these parts. I still don’t understand how you can stand to stay here.

Anyway, don’t tell anyone about this. There are other complications as well, ones I’d rather talk to you in person about tonight. Don’t be late.


Taking the time to have breakfast and let Balekh memorize his spells for a probable ambush, they head to the town glassworks. They find that it is belching smoke like any normal day, but the windows are shuttered and the locals say they haven’t seen the workers coming and going as they normally would. The doors are locked, so Taeva picks the back door (to some consternation of the locals), and the party sneaks in. Inside the main furnace room, they hear cavorting and breaking glass.

Bursting in, they find a band of goblins destroying the room and defiling the bodies of the murdered workers. Acting from surprise, they make quick work of most of the goblins, with the remaining two making a mad but futile attempt at escape… as the party entered from the room with access to the goblins’ escape tunnel.

Having dispatched the goblins, the party notes that the owner of the glassworks, Lonkiju, has been murdered and turned into a terrible statue of glass in an alcove of the room. They check the basement the goblins were obviously hoping to attain, and find a storage cellar with a wall that seems to have recently been opened into older tunnels. Within these, they find a room with a tunnel leading deeper into the underground. About to follow it, Balekh is suddenly jumped from behind, alone in the hallway, by the half-elf in question, Tsuto. However, he is not as much of a fighter as he thinks, and quickly finds himself surrounded and beaten unconscious by the party. On his body they find a great deal of loot, the most valuable of it gold and silver dust stolen from the glassworks which they decide to return to the family.

Also in Tsuto’s possession is a journal/sketchbook. It contains numerous battleplans seemingly detailing brainstorming for the original goblin attack at the Swallowtail Festival, and an upcoming attack featuring many more of the beasts. The book also contains a number of sketches of a beautiful woman, culminating in a sketch of the same woman as a succubus.

After the circled battle map:

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.

After the last of the second batch of maps:

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.

Before the last illustration depicting the succubus:

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?

The party explores the rest of the basement, and finds Ameiko bound, gagged, and locked in a storage room. Healing her, they inform her of what has happened. She takes it stoically, and explains that her brother had tried to recruit her to some strange cult on Thistletop, and had his goblins attack her and imprison her when she had slapped him in response. She identifies the woman in the sketches as Nualia, a beautiful half-celestial girl that was raised by Father Tobyn and assumed to have perished with him in the fire five years before.

Helping Ameiko leave the glassworks, the party began to make plans to deal with the mysterious tunnel in the cellar, and with the overwhelming goblin invasion likely coming soon from Thistletop.