The venerated Judge Malffourt lives in a fine house in an immaculate neighborhood of Bridgeport. But rumors have been spreading about Malffourt; something about a bribe? There is only one way to f...
You are down on your luck and take desperate measures, hitting the infamously haunted Langhorne Lodge at the edge of town. Will you survive to tell the tale?
An associate of mine informed me that local merchant just had his hands on new invention. Prototype of lenses that enhance Watcher's abilities somehow and detailed schematics that can be used to pr...
"Well Mr. Garrett, I think you know what's due this Monday." With
these words my landlord greeted me, again! Alright, seems like
it is about time to earn my rent...
There seems to be somethin...
A couple of years ago a band of thieves raided some rich nobleman's house in some remote part of town. The details of the heist elude me, but I know that among the spoils was a particular arcane to...
Garrett,
Lord Dewinder has been a little... Off lately. It's got to do with that trip he's just taken. He's obsessed with this new painting of his. He stowed it away somewhere safe to keep us aw...
That night a week ago when Ramirez' creeps tried to kill me, and took out poor Farkus instead - and I got inside his mansion and stole the purse right off his belt - the old warden later wound up d...
I found a letter on my mantlepiece. It read,
'Dear Mr. Garrett,
We know about your foray into the Bonehoard some months ago. The High Priest has chosen to overlook this.
However, during ...
It's not very busy time recently... I feel like I was not doing this for years. But maybe it's because of me getting older and drinking too much wine... Sometimes I feel the time runs a bit too fas...
I've been contacted lately in The Drunken Deer by a self-described old friend of
Mr. Wolfgang Handspiegel, a local industrialist, philanthropist and an avid reader.
He stated that after Mr. Hands...
A professional acquaintance of mine, Argaux, got in touch with an offer
of a job in Newbridge. He won't give me any details--maybe he's afraid
I'll do it on the sly and he'll lose out on ...
I'm not a sentimental man, but I thought I'd at least show my face at Mother Redcap's funeral.
She'd ran the Captain's Rest pub down by the docks and had a soft spot for a young lad with a
sob ...
Just last week some miners uncovered a catacomb beneath
the mountains near Cragscleft dating back to time before
the City. Most of the artifacts are being taken to museums,
or destroyed by the...
Yesterday, your new fence told you about a job offer that just came in. Apparently, a merchant named Marlon was looking to acquire something that he wanted to sell to a prominent client. While you ...
An associate of mine has learned through his sources that a certain
noblewoman in Downtowne, Lady Blexham, has a little burrick problem.
She heard sounds coming from an unspecified room in her m...