Yampfield. I missed the familiar smell of it, of the baking bread, the smell of farmlands, the port. It smells like home. I've only been gone a month but it felt like so much longer, and the sight of the walls was a welcome one. We were let into the city easily enough, Lucius and I decided to go report this branch of the Hands, and collect our reward. Scarloc and Jiro went off and did they own thing, something about getting the black mark off of Scarloc. Most items sold by the Iron Consortium is protected from the common thief. When Lucius and I arrived at the Hand I was surprised to see it so small. They have a total of five members including the front desk/leader of the branch Mavin. They are a interesting group. However when I inquired about the Dragoons turns out Mavin had heard that they were being lead by someone else. This news shocked me, so I asked if Lucius and Percy would accompany me to the Green Watchers. Its where all the Rangers call home. When we entered I was greeted with the familiar sight of the watchers the fire burning, the smell of wilderness itself. In the center was a familiar sight. Sarconis, the leader of the Deepwood Rangers, and his dire eagle. Sarconis was the liaison between the mercenary groups and the Yampfield militia he handed out the missions, as well as prepared the Deepwood excursions. He also never forgets a face. However when I greeted him he had no memory of me, This is terrifying, if Sarconis can't remember me, then odds are no one in the Dragoons can. It was also then that I decided to tell Percy his memories were most likely altered. I needed information so our next step was the Broken Blade. My go to tavern, there's almost always a bar fight going on. As soon as we walked in, I was welcomed with a bar fight. It was good to be home. I talked to the bar keep, a fat old lady by the name of Hildr. If you paid gold you could get info from her. I learned that the Dragoons was lead by Ector. This is bad, this means that the entire Dragoon's memories were altered, as well as any who had close ties with me; or my memories were the fake ones. We decided it would be best to go to Jiro's for the night to rest. Turns out Jiro had found our contact with the Velvet Blade at the infamous brothel. In exchange for talking with the leader of this branch, Fox the guild master gave each of us a bit of information. Turns out the Dragoon's memories were altered, and that the best clue that I could gather is from the survivor of the group. There's only one person who was never accounted for after the ambush. Mordrid. If he is truly alive I must find him, it is my duty as his captain for failing him. We were then informed that there were poisonings going on throughout town. We agreed to help the Velvet Dagger find out the source of the Poison. We all went to bed after that, besides Jiro who went and had some fun with some hookers. The next day we went to the city square, I wanted to ask the court wizard a few questions. As we entered the Square, I was greeted by scores of nobility, it was a sight to behold. All these fat cats live a care free life as the people suffer. As we entered the palace we were greeted by the King Aldwicks youngest. Prince Vilkus. He guided us to Caein, the court Wizard. I asked him about memory altercation. Only two things could do it, a alter memory spell, which only affects the last couple minutes. the alternative if by a psychic changing their memories, which takes time. After that we all took our leave. Upon exiting we were greeted by the damn prince. Turns out he was eavesdropping. If we were in the palace I would of killed him for such an act. However he did point me in the direction of a local physic who might be able to help me. Lucius Scarloc and Percy went to find a old friend of Lucius's who had been poisoned as Jiro agreed to come with. When we arrived at the psychic greeted us, upon entering I felt a presence in my mind, and she was reading my thoughts. Her name was Vidora. She said she would read my entire mind to find out if my memories had been altered. I was skeptical at letting a stranger into my deepest darkest memories, especially the one involving Matrena. However Jiro was here, and I have grown to trust the lad, and then I though of what I would do if it were the fellow Sentinals. So I agreed to let her into my mind. It was a feeling I would not wish upon my worst enemy, it felt like my consciousness was being smoothered. After what seemed like an eternity she pulled back. My memories were clean, and unaltered. This was good, which means that I just need to save the Dragoons. After that we meet back up with the others. We decided to gather info at tavern closer to the docks. There we learned that the common folk might be a distraction from the clergy, and that there might be someone to gain from the clergy being poisoned. Scarloc meet an old friend I believe, but he did not share what happened so I did not press. We decided to go to the Broken Blade, since its in the scum part of town, more unsavory people go there. After bribing Hildr for information. We learned that no one in the Western District had been poisoned, and that the Clergy supports King Aldwick's older son to succeed him. The most likely culprit is the young prince who we had meet. Which means that Vidora might be on his side. She knows all my secrets. I must take measures to prevent backlash against the Sentinels, and Matrena. We returned back to the brothel and reported back to Hawk. He guessed that whoever was behind the poisoning was onto the fact that the brothel also served as the front for the Velvet Dagger. It however had been a long and trying day, so we all decided to go to bed. I believe it is time that I share the whole truth with the group, they are my comrades in arms, and they have earned my respect. It is the least I could do to show my trust.