By the might of the Infernal Princes I am pissed I have already broken two quills and almost smashed a jar of ink to write this latest entry. For the past week we have ridden under the guise of merchants to try and be attacked by bandits to say it worked would be putting it mildly. At first everything is working we reached our first town we were supposed to travel to. Then it got ugly the towns chest with all of their money was stolen when we had chased them down we were trapped and forced to surrender and then locked in a cellar. We were able to break free of that. We then tracked them to their hid out ambushed the unaffiliated bandits. I used my mind control to deepen everyone’s sleep so that the rest of the party could sneak up to join us. Only to be rewarded by getting recaptured this time by a bandit lord (hey that was the goal.) Raganash Volthar was able to negotiate with the leader because they had meet before somehow… We were taken to the main camp an old fort of some kind. The next day Lierin and I went to talk to all the lords and ‘ladies’ (if they even qualify as such) to inform them of the prince’s terms.
The seemed skeptical of his ability to fulfill some of them mainly military training and aid. However, we did manage to convince two of the lords to join us. However, Hanging Hyr and Lady Slaughter said they would need a new fortress as the swamp would no longer be safe for them. They would like us to clean out a new fortress in the Simkin Lakes area.
Apparently Barius was staffing an old fort for his own purposes and if someone were to relieve the garrison there they would be willing to move there. After this we were escorted out of the swamp and taken back to the town with their chest of money. Where we were thanked profusely with pie and a box of cigars to replace the box the bandits had smoked And we finally returned to Elwier after a long time on the road.