As the cathedral calmed, the Spectre’s went to work building a pyre for the fallen while I discussed with Flora, our tenuous alliance. The stated goals of the Spectres is to support a regime of lawful and benevolent governance over Dandy Town. Flora gave us a list of tasks which must be completed to help the Dandies in this goal.
First, Flora tasked us with finding and neutralizing Cyril, the other contender for leadership of the Dandies.
Next, supplies of obsidian have stopped coming in from the north; since the enemy from Saintsbridge can only be harmed with obsidian enriched steel this supply line must be reopened.
Finally, no Dandy reconnaissance mission has ever returned from Saintsbridge District, Flora has asked us to map the district.
At the conclusion of this conversation, Flora, either out of respect for our budding friendship or out of hope that we might injure ourselves with whatever’s inside, gave us the location of the box that would be unlocked by Samson’s bone key.
We went as a group to examine this box, which in fact was more an altar of bones with a human sized door on it. Upon opening the door, inky darkness. I volunteered to go in immediately because I like places that are dark and quiet, but the rest of the team had to draw straws. Ultimately Barduk and I stepped into the door but only I, the holder of the key, arrived. In this place, described as a ‘pocket dimension’ by “Scarlet”, I met Samson’s Patrons.
“Did you kill Samson for the key?” Their first words to me in an unsettling disunity of voices.
“I killed Samson for my own reasons.” Was my reply.
Realizing immediately who I was dealing with I began to barter for Malek’s soul. Being flexible they gave me several payment options. They would return Malek’s soul for:
- The Soul of a Sera.
- The Soul of a human who has suffered more in his life than Malek.
- Any twenty Souls of assorted humans (young, old, boy, girl, etc.).
Upon returning to the party and relaying the terms of payment, the Spectre’s couldn’t agree on which option would be ethically acceptable, so we tentatively agreed on option number five: Wait until we’re strong enough to drag those demons out of their hole and free all the souls at once.
The following days were spent relaxation, mending the wounds incurred saving Flora’s army from annihilation. We interviewed a boy called Billy from The House of Pillars to manage our bar and spent time with the other orphans.
We’d noticed the children’s admiration for us and excitement at having been asked to help with Samson. But what we’ve failed to recognize is the anti-Sabrine culture that has been cultivated amongst the occupants of the House of Pillars over the years since the arson. We were even regaled with a fishy sounding story of a girl who was thinking about working for Sabrine when she aged-out, her accidental fall off the roof, and the eventual lethality of her injuries.
Many of the Spectres have begun teaching at the orphanage to prepare the children of the House of Pillars to be the next generation of Spectres.