The one where Whill sucks an old mage dry

• Whill is still alone in the library, half-naked, with the elite guard of Hilda's. He pets vines growing through the window to turn them from white to green (in his head) and the guard eyes him suspiciously.
• Guards are upset that there's a fucking GOAT in the throne room and demand it be taken outside to the stables. Party argues that it's not a goat, it's an elf, but the guards are like "bitch, you cray-cray"
• Anise starts to bring Goatlendel outside but Brek intervenes. After a commotion, Governess Nighthill comes back to see what is going on. She says the goat can stay but if it poops anywhere, we gotta clean it up
• Brek fashions a goat diaper using a 2-person tent he has on him
• Balasar slaps the merchant who fell asleep via Anise's sleeping spell awake. He is flustered about having "fallen asleep on the job again", but Balasar tells him it's good. It's not good.
• Merchant hurriedly counts out 700 gold pieces and hands the bag to Balasar to give out to the party. 
• Balasar, now holding a giant pocket, starts panicking and hurriedly doles out 100gp to Anise, Zema and Ezra, then gives Brek the bag containing his, Balasar's, Whill's and Goatlendels share for safekeeping. 
• Tarnis decides to split the party like an agent of chaos. He wants the "reliable" ones to go with him to find the withdrawal meds before people come down from their highs. Himself, Anise, Zema, Balasar and Ezra leave. 
• An archmage escorted by another elite guard enters the room where Whill is. Archmage is a bit of a douchecanoe and has a micro-wand. His name is Marcovius
• Marcovius examines Whill's arm but tapping his microwand all over the arm.
• this voodoo shit makes the arm start whispering nonsense in Whill's mind, but thanks to shitty rolls, Whill is too distracted to hear what they are saying. 
• Marcovius is intrigued by the arm and wants to touch it. Whill does NOT give consent, but the old fucker starts groping him anyways. 
• As soon as he touches Whill, the arm siphons his soul and life force out and Marcovius falls into a dry husk on the floor. 
• Whill throws his hands up and yells "I TOLD HIM NOT TO TOUCH ME!"
• the Elite guards in the room are like "WHAT THE FUCK" but at the same time witnessed will telling the mage not to touch him... so like, it kinda wasn't his fault.
• More guards show up and Brek does too to see what all the commotion is about
• Brek calls the guards stupid for not listening, the guards more-less agree.
• Guards now just want them out of the keep. They look through Whill's things to find anything necromantic, but don't find anything, so they tell him he's free to go.
• Brek notices something interesting about the Elite guards. They have a magical essence about them, but not normally... like, not sorcerer, warlock, wizard kinda magic essence. It's like magic came inside them... somehow. 
• The mighty goatlendel awakens from his nap
• Whill puts on his shit, grabs his other shit, and the three of them leave to join the rest of the party outside. 
• Our party is whole again
• Since a number of party members were here before, they know where the medical center is and we beeline there.
• Ezra, Brek and Tarnis start to cut through someone's yard, but soon realize this is a total doomsday prepper and there are anti-vampire booby traps everywhere. Everyone thankfully passes their dex saves and no one is harmed. 
• The rest of the party avoid the yard like civilized folks.
• Goatlendel becomes Tylendel again
• Another hour of our drug haze has passed... we have completed a total of 8 hours now. 
• On our way to medical centre, we pass by a house with the symbol of Torm on it. Both Zema and Ezra recognize it and know that Torm is an ally of their respective gods (Kelemvor and Lathander). 
• Anise is the first to enter the medical center. Finds a locked vault and some locked drawers on the first floor, but everything else has been looted and/or destroyed. She heads up to 2nd floor
• Whill tries to unlock the drawers but realizes someone stole his thieves' tools. He tries without them and fails horribly. 
• Tylendel, with 2 sets of thieves' tools (*mouahahahahahaha*) opens the vault as if it were a puzzle for 2 year olds (*MOUAHAHAHAHAHA*). 
• Tylendel finds a healer's kit, a herbalism kit, 4 healing potions, 4 empty vials and enough materials to create 4 more healing potions. 
• Balasar sees Whill on the struggle bus so just manhandles the locked drawers open with brute force. He finds some anti-poison salve. 
• Balasar finds a bunch of writing stuff and gives it all to Zema
• Whill is all "fuck this place, man" and goes outside to angrily kick pebbles n shit, while the rest of the party head up to the 2nd storey. 
• We all start turning the place upside down searching for these damn herbs but are doing a piss poor job of it. Anise is fluffing pillows on the beds while Brek is angrily throwing mattresses around. 
• Amongst this chaos, Balasar finds a mathbook, a magnifying lens, a flute, an onyx figurine of unknown origin of a fat laughing man, 57 gold pieces and some weird black full plate set of armor that warrants a secret side conversation with the DM in the secret Discord channel
• Ezra spots Balasar holding the armor and is repulsed by it. He is also pulled into the secret discord channel for gossip
• Ezra runs to Balasar, rips the armor away from him and throws it down the hallway. 
• Ezra tells Balasar that it is demon armor, but he can only speak Elvish and Balasar is like "guuuurl, I dunno what you sayin"
• A few other party members who speak elvish understand and translate for Balasar. 
• Istishia (Tylendel) tells Balasar that he is cursed for having merely touched it... even though that's probably a lie. He claims as the only full elf of the party he can translate Ezra the best. The party are all "go home, Istishia, you're drunk".
• Rona walks up to the party and starts motherfucking talking. In Ezra's voice. In common. Whenever actual Ezra speaks in elvish, Rona repeats what he says in common. 
• People are weirded out by this sudden talking dog.
• We talk about taking the armor with us and a woman comes down from the 3rd floor to tell us absolutely not, that it must be destroyed. 
• She is a 16-17 year old ginger and introduces herself as Reya Mantlemorn.