Bo Jing sent his Baghatur, Batu, along with a small retinue
of footmen, to the Imperial Blue City to investigate rumors of growing disquiet
and even insurrectionist intent.
The new Governor in Blue City as well as his ministers were
beyond reproach. Following the scandal the had led to execution of the last
Governor, there was no tolerance for corruption at any level of the government.
But there was still the problem of the local temples. Among
the dozens of shrines that had been established over the centuries, The Bright
Path enjoyed official favor, but a variety of foreign merchants had brought
their own beliefs, and their own rivalries. In recent decades, the Fire Temple had
been most prominent among this population, but now that preeminence was being
challenged by the followers of One Law. Unlike the Bright Path, which catered
mainly to government ministers, and unlike the Fire Temple, which fully closed
itself to outsiders, the followers of One Law eagerly sought and claimed new
converts among Tuigen nomads, caravan guards, and imperial soldiers. So when
the name of the Prophet of One Law was insulted by the High Priest of the Fire
Temple, men from all quarters reacted with outrage.
The High Priest of the Fire Temple was arrested. But the
Governor of Blue City refused to execute him, or to turn him over to the One
Law to stand trial. The High Priest was a holy man and when it comes to
blasphemy and the edicts of the Emperor, two wrongs did not make a right. There
would be no trial, no punishment. Instead, the High Priest was ensconced in the
Governor’s palace.
In retaliation, some men of One Law attacked an imperial caravan,
taking two dozen prisoners, most of them government bureaucrats. Three of the
prisoners were devotees of the Fire Temple. Their heads were found in Blue City
markets over the next three days. The followers of One Law announced they would
allow a week and then begin killing the other prisoners.
The Governor of Blue City officially ignored these threats.
Batu was approached by a group of low-level bureaucrats who
asked for his help. They had collected some money and offered to pay him to
rescue their friend who was among the hostages. Batu declined the offer of
payment, but agreed that he and his men would help as a matter of his honor and
that of his lord, Bo-Jing. He also assisted the desperate clerks in securing
the assistance of Wujin Fen, Zaire, and Tayo. These were not Baghaturs, but
they had talents that would be helpful. And they would gladly accept payment.
Given that the decapitated heads had been placed in the
market, the party reasoned that the prisoners were being held somewhere in the
city. Following a chain of rumors, they found
a dilapidated mansion in the merchants’ quarter that allowed access to the maze
of wells and caverns on which the temples of Blue City had first been
established as small shrines, long before the city itself was organized.
Here they met a pair of men, outfitted in armor made from
giant crabs, and Tayo’s skills proved most useful. Relying on her arcane
abilities, she understood their strange language and communicated that she had
come to assist them. For their part, the crab men were keen to destroy some
interlopers from the “blinding world” above.
The crab men led the way to the hideout of small-time teenage gangsters.
Greatly outnumbered, the teenagers were eager to surrender. The
crabmen, on the other hand were eager for blood. Batu intervened, drawing his
sword on the crabmen and forcing them to stand down. He ordered his men to keep
the crabmen at bay while he and the rest of the party followed the teenagers to
their boss.
Arriving in a large cavern filled with giant mushrooms, the
party began to doubt their decision. When their guides began singing, and were
answered by other songs throughout the cavern, they knew they’d been led into
an ambush. But then the boss made the mistake of showing himself, sitting on
top of an especially large mushroom. A small man with a long beard, he asked
what Batu had brought him. Zaire
responded by shooting a bolt of blue energy, knocking him off his mushroom and
killing him. Except it wasn’t a giant mushroom, they were simply in a large
dank cellar. The dozen or so teenage thugs, deprived of their illusory
camouflage looked like the lost boys they were.
The two sides struck a deal. The boys admitted that they
were holding a number of prisoners on behalf of “the big sword men.” And, they
agreed to free them in exchange for the small bag of coins collected by the
bureaucrats.
The crabmen were allowed to return to their own part of the caves, the thugs, returned to their miserable den, and the party, together with 12 rescued hostages returned to the surface.
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