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Stone of Bandos - Chapter 4
Written by: Sir Scizor1

This is a continuation of Stone of Bandos - Chapter 3 from Issue #4.

I entered the dusty room sword drawn. It had been months since I had last entered this room,and it seemed like nothing had been disturbed. But I knew better. Lagode followed me into the room,sneezing repeatedly.

"Didn't you ever dust in here?" asked Lagode,between sneezes.

Not bothering to answer,I continued searching the floorboards for the item I had placed there so many months ago. Lagode viewed the room with much distaste showing on his face. He sliced through a cobweb with his sword and sneezed again.

"I was gone for at least a year,but I can still remember-Aha! I found it!" I said as I pulled out an ancient tome out of a loose floorboard.

"You hid the book with all your families' genealogy under a floorboard?!?'" asked Lagode.

"Hey,I'm not some rich pretty boy living in a mansion,you know,I ran out of space and forgot to build that bookshelf...." I responded,annoyed by Lagode's displeasure.

Lagode pursed his lips,as if about to say something,but thought better of it.

"Alright,just open the book to the-" Lagode was cut short by the sound of the door being kicked in.

The sound of swords being unsheathed could be heard from the Living room. The creak of floorboards sounded as the intruders attempted to sneak through the house. Lagode and I stood silently,swords in hand,should someone attempt to enter the room.

"I'd say there are four of them,and maybe a few more outside..." whispered Lagode.

"If they split up,we can take them out one-by-one. However,I'd personally like to know why they're inside my house...." I whispered back.

"Denill,check those two rooms. If Lagode's not here,then maybe our source isn't as truthful as we first suspected...." said one of the intruders.

"Yes sir. Maybe you're right,I make it a point never to trust drunks...." responded someone else.

"He wasn't a drunk,he was pretending to be a drunk,you fool! Anyway,I didn't see anything in the other rooms,Sarge." replied a third voice.

Lagode made his decision. He pulled out small pouch,pulled on the string,and threw it into the hallway. I heard a shout,then silence. I looked into the hall,and was met with the sight of a murky gas filling the hallway,and three men knocked out cold lying on the floor. I wrinkled my nose,the smell was oddly familiar.

"Lagode...."

"Wow,it actually worked! I must remember to go there more often...He must be the first elf I've met who wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty....."

"Lagode..."

"Wow,I knew it smelled bad,but I didn't know it was this strong....I should get more..."

"Lagode!" I finally shouted.

"Hmm...?" Lagode responded,as he nudged a body with his boot.

"What is this stuff?? And why does it smell...vaguely familiar?" I asked.

"Burnt potato,decomposed watermelon,and a month old slice of apple pie." answered Lagode,who still wasn't paying much attantion."Oh,yeah,you probably remember it because I always kept some around my...dwelling...in the Wilderness."

Lagode finally made up his mind and grabbed the sergeant's bag. It was empty,except for a symbol,in which was carved,


 * "Fin Dralor:"

"Come on,we're going." said Lagode,suddenly.

"Where?" I asked,dumbfounded.

"To see a man named 'Fin Dralor'" He said,walking off.

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