Mystery unravelled! (Spoilers)

And so the Mighty Aht Urghan came crawling once again to the Offices of that arrogant Wildcat looking for my almighty assistance. They begged me to use my immense resources to find their lost Puppetmaster, the lady Aphmau. I suited up in my Valor armour, grabbed my Joyeuse, and off I went with my beloved Bernz, to begin our investigations.

Remembering that we had found her months ago in Aydeewa, we returned there once more to begin our search. We found an immortal also on her trail, though he had been knocked unconcious by an unknown assailant. There were a few dusty coloured feathers on the ground nearby, and as a Windurstian I am programmed never to trust a Yagudo. So I quite obviously deducted the culprit almost immediately. I returned to the city with Rishfee, and investigated the Walahra Temple, a place Aphmau had lived for most of her life. Where better to hide from someone than directly under their noses? I found her there. She was understandable distraught at the loss of Ovjang recently. Her beloved Stormwaker had felt the need for a brief walk, apparently.

At that exact moment we were interrupted by a certain Eastern Yagudo, Gessho. I knew my impressions of him were true! It was nothing to do with racism, Yagudo and Beastmen can rarely be trusted. He tried to double cross us with lies, but we followed him and discovered the truth behind his intentions. To crumble Al Zahbi with a simultanious attack from East and West! And then to seize power of the sleeping scattered collosus, the ancient and unknown remnants of Alexander!

We interrupted a conference between the Mamool lords, whereupon we discovered that Ovjang had infact been kidnapped by the treacherous Yagudo (God I hate him), and in a fit of rage the lancelord attacked us.

Rishfee became badly injured saving that idiotic girl from a charging beast, and I was forced to step-in and show some Western sophistication.

We very easily fought off his attack, masterfully utilising my amazingly wonderful swordsmanship, and Paladin excellence. However before we were able to celebrate we were interrupted by the intrusion of the dead pirates! Price Luzaf and his Imp companion cloaked by spells of invisibility stole the Automatons, and teleported away. Aphmau followed without hesitation, and the portal closed directly behind her (Of course it did) leaving me to walk all the way to Arrapego Reef to track her down. Let me tell you, trudging great distances with heavy Paladin armour is not a desirable task, I miss my soft Puppetmaster armours already.

Once again, surprise surprise, A group of individuals threatens to destroy the world. I swear, I never ever get a moments peace. If its not some divinity with ideas spawned from an eternity sitting in the dark, or some dead thing that decided it wanted revenge and snuck passed Cerberus at the gates of Hades to get it, then its some maniacal long-lived eccentric lord/lady with delusions of grandier. But regardless what it is, its ALWAYS a matter of global destruction.

Guess I better get my hero outfit back from the dry cleaners.