Returning, it feels like I need to focus on something current. Something more tangible. So I started off by checking the progress on the shrine I commisioned, which is coming along very nicely. What's not coming along nicely is my sense of direction. Unless that direction is towards ale. Lots of ale.
The rest of the party had met a wizard at the inn - Suffrax. An eccentric but pleasant traveller all the way from Calimshan and with an interest in the Wave Echo Cave. Sildar had already vetted him, so I guess he's in. I didn't care at the moment. I'll admit that part of me simply longed for the simpler days when I would have danced and swindled my way to food drink and shelter and not have thought twice about placing any meaning to it.
I tried to talk to Ellywick about the problems of not knowing what the right path is, but I'm not quite sure how that went. I'm a bit hazy at that point in the evening and onwards. I think she said something about finding a third path? That's not really applicable to me. Is it?
At least I woke up the next day with a sense of purpose. And an upset stomach and a headache that it took a spell to take care of, but more importantly a purpose. The mayor of Phandalin rules through his own hubris instead of remaining humble in the face of fate. Who should die when might not always be clear to me, but this is obviously going against the Raven Queen's wishes.
Enlisting the aid of Ellywick and Suffrax, I headed towards the town hall. Suffrax made his coffee taste of blood, while I darkened the room and let the sound of ravens be heard outside while Eye was staring at him. Ellywich added an illusion of a second, still, bird. I reached out and asked my goddess to give him a vision of his own possible death and he would sense the Raven Queen's power within me as I told him to step down from his position and enact an election for a new mayor. From the look on his face when we left, I doubt he'll disobey.
Maybe this is what the Queen needs me for? To take down those who abuse their power? To show the world that even the mighty who think themselves invincible will one day die? Maybe there's even room for reminding those who feel trapped that they can live while they're alive.
I wish I could talk to someone about this, but the clergy at the temple is far away. Declan might have understood, but would have had a hard time looking past the need for people to die and also see that death affects the living. As for the current members of our party... I don't know. At least Ellywick listened.