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"I see", laughed the herald, as he tucked away the signed rolls. "Your lordship also has... other interests, I presume?" He winked. "On a similar note, we would be more than obliged to offer your lordship a credit of 50,000 karachs for Kend'arc's Royal Casino." The clerk coughed again. "Ah, yes", continued Li'ort, "Of course, you are also invited to the Royal Banquet at the Manor of the Chancery of State outside Kend'arc, at sunset in two days' time. Now I must bring these papers back to the Lord Chancellor."

– In Innsmouth

In the small village of Innsmouth, people looked up as several men rode into town. They were being led by a small, bizarrely pear-shaped man, and behind him rode the gigantic bulk of one guard (the kind that bashes in iron-helmeted heads with sledgehammer-fists and asks questions later). Inspector Ropk'tar of the Chancery of State's investigation department had arrived to look into the disappearances. But whoever was responsible for them, it was felt, should fear the brute strength of Sergeant K'tor far more.