And, by the way, Drova’s Pregnant…. (Date 2/2/19)

The best plans of the chosen minds of Strom were better in theory than in practice. It sounded so easy. Just go in, pretend to be each other, make excuses to family and loved ones that important work required them to be sequestered for a time, and adjourn to the tower to find a solution. But mimicking someone - even someone you’ve known in your earliest memories - was no easy feat and particularly difficult to fool that person’s closest people. Marty had an easier time of it, but Euwyn’s sensitive nature made it hard for him. He stumbled over his lies unable to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why he would not sleep with his fiancé, moving from sickness to mysterious things that had happened on the trail to wanting to marry her. It was an awkward mess which left Lumi feeling confused and alone.

And it all came at a very stressful time for the kingdom. Money was tight, but General Justice’s speech had stirred in the people a patriotic fervor that was almost disturbing. The people now bowed to the prince in the streets. They had set fire to the Ismort estate. In fact, any who spoke ill of Malwan or its monarchy were viewed with suspicion and contempt. Relania pointed out to Euwyn(Marty) that this had been great for her family and, despite her concerns for the fascist rhetoric, probably good for Malwan - at the moment. She advised going along for the time being. The council took their report and suggested absorbing the lumber consortium to buck up the economy. Marty and Euwyn agreed to set up the initial contacts once they were caught up with the business of their offices.

In the meantime, Edgar had devised a theory about where Narlock’s underwater apparatus might lay. Choosing their magics with care, the party dove into the stygian abyss.

Oh, and by the way, Drova is pregnant…