This morning turned out to be more interesting than I had originally intended. I had wandered down to the market district just to see if anything of interest had arrived on the latest ship from Starcoast. As I began my perusal of the newly arrived wares, I became aware of a local heretic ranting against the inclusion of the other races in Imperial society. I have no real issue with their inclusion, so long as they respect and obey the laws like everyone else. Rants like this only end in one way and, sure enough, within a few moments the guards arrived and removed the heretic. Sadly, rants like that are not exactly uncommon; I see one every week or two, especially in the Market District. I guess they feel like they can reach more people in the Markets. After the guards hauled him off, I moved to the next stall. Their stock looked a bit more appealing than the one I had previously been investigating. As I perused their wares, I noticed another man doing the same. I only paid attention to him because of his gear – he was wearing lab gloves and goggles, an unusual sight in an alchemy shop, much less in a market. Even more intriguing was his backpack, which occasionally gave off puffs of different colored smoke.
Naturally curious, I began chatting with him. Turns out Chem is a member of the newly created Alchemist guild. I had heard that they had started a guild, but this was my first contact with any of their members. I find the science of Alchemy fascinating, but sadly have no talent for it. At the very least it was an interesting conversation. I should say it was interesting until one of the Naval officers, this one an ogre, began harassing a man. Something about having stolen a letter. I was intrigued by this confrontation, at least in part because it was a Naval officer doing the harassing. Just as I was about to turn my attention back to Chem, an elf appeared behind the ogre, grinning and displaying a scroll. I looked around a moment and easily spotted the one at whom the elf was grinning. Nearby, a half-elf with a dumbfounded look on his face was staring at a similar-looking scroll in his hand. Suddenly this encounter just became extremely interesting. The grinning elf pointed out the scroll in the half-elf’s hand and took off running to the north.
Chem and I took off and followed the elf through the crowd. I quickly lost track of him, but continued north anyway, hoping that I would catch sight of him again. Chem apparently lost track even sooner as he turned around and headed back to the site of the initial encounter. I ran on, finally reaching the edge of the Market District. Seeing no sign whatsoever of the elusive elf, I, too, headed back. I kept an eye out on the off chance that I might locate him, but had no luck.
Once back I found Chem, who had apparently been sitting on the ground next to the ogre listening to a man read poetry (?). Chem, the half-elf, the man who had been reading poetry, and I left and went around a nearby corner to discuss the situation. While we were having this discussion, the elf I had been tracking earlier stuck his head around the corner. He introduced himself as Elben, and asked the four of us to join him in the Resistance. Given his part in the encounter earlier, I was given to distrust him somewhat and admittedly paid more attention to not being a victim of further misdirection than I was to his plea for aid. Regardless, he said that if we wished to be part of his organization, we could meet him at the Westgate Inn. The four of us agreed to meet tomorrow night at the Alchemist Guild at 6:00.
Once Elben left, the four of us discussed our options. We agreed that we wanted to get some more information before making a decision. I returned to the magic guild and spent the remainder of the day looking for anything I could find to verify the information Elben gave us on the coup and the rise of the current government. Unfortunately, all of my research ended with references to books and documents being held in the Imperial Administration Building. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to actually enter the building to continue following these leads, so I sought out one of my colleagues. Sadly, it seems that in order to do research there, I must submit my request and allow the employees to perform the research on my behalf. Given the sensitive nature of the information I was seeking, the seemed to me to be a fairly dangerous path to walk, so I ended my research there and went to find something to eat. It will be interesting to see what this Elben has in mind tomorrow night.