Ravnica Noir.

Ravnica is a dangerous place, most of all if you are a foreigner, I am living for a second time, not knowing why, I met who I thought was my old friend, Avel, but this is somewhat different, even though her hubris is just as great, some other companions have followed, Dal Ma'ar, whom I could barely stand, is dead, such is the price of being in Ravnica, Ragna is seriously injured, unable to join us, and our local guide, Lightning, is a stuck up bitch that does not yield in spite of overwhelming evidence, she is the perfect example of how stupid and brave are very similar. Stubborn as always, she does not trust Hukka to protect Bennu in spite of us learning that his only purpose is to keep her safe, Lightning thinks Hakku will hurt the girl. Stupid. We are now headed to the richest territory in the whole continent, Orzhov, There we will seek getting in touch with the spirit of the woman-drow Zavra, who betrayed us shortly after Dal Mártian's death, she might have some answers for us involving the hollows. Our only contact in this hostilely wealthy territory is Teysa Karlov, a woman with a limp that works more often than she breahes. We are welcomed by her servant, a guy called Maelisk, a dark skinned man that does whatever Teysa orders, she welcomes us rather reluctantly, we are interrupting her neverending work, she says that You can´t reach the top by resting. She is ambitious, and determined, and I am still not sure if she is on our side, and if she is, if we can keep her on it. She ends up telling us that summoning a spirit is rather expensive, and it seems that our target has already been taking by someone she was indebted with: The name she gives us is some Reglius. We are taken by Maelisk to some sort of arena, Reglius is viciously adicted to some pit fights these rich folk seem to enjoy. He drives us trying to chat us into some sort of friendly territory, Yet Avel distances herself out of her usual disgust for everything not even remotely elvish, Lightning is still bitching about Benu not being safe if left with Hakku and I am simply too drunk to care. I am somewhat dragged into the viewing area, our target is discussing with a woman who is clearly a prostitute, and I manage to hear how he tells her he is not divorcing his wife for her. We start discussing about our target, he dismisses his mistress. Avel tries to bargain about using Hukka, but I am doubtful of it being a good idea, the lad is stronger beyond our imagination, I think my fear is justified, but Avel insists on using him, since we have Bennu and the headphones that tranquilize him. I was willing to participate in the fights, having a high place in the savages´ tournament not long ago, I was confident I could wager a good fight and a show for that matter, in exchange forthis man´s help. Avel´s idea sounded a bit better when I saw in the pit below a uniform like those of the Hollows we have been chasing, my heart trembles, he is fighting, his oponent is a large minotaur, capable of intimidating anyone, but this strange man, he is tall, thin, wirey, ye wields what appears to be a large scythelike blade, almost twice his size, his left eye is covered, by a patch, unlike his large teeth, a hideous creature, not even my heavy drinking could make him attractive, and he is winning, I don´t think I can defeat him alone, and we would be a great threat to us as a team, even if we were complete, I fear even if my fallen comrades were still around, we would have a very hard time against him. Reglius agrees to Avel´s plan, she tricks poor inocent Bennu into helping us, poor girl, too good for her own good, she awakens the now tranquil Hukka to fight, he moves drowsily and his heavy weapon, which I have many times seen wielded by him as if it were light as paper, now seems to burden him. Bennu is not in any real and inmediate danger. So the kid will not be as strong as he can be. No relentless destruction machine, just a barely rational kid. We are about to find out if Avel´s plan is any good, when the news strike us. Reglius has been murdered, we hurry to his office leaving Lightning to guard over Bennu and Hukka. We find him lying on his face, two glasses of alcohol broken, I know enough of it to distinguish a gin and tonic and a whisky, fine expensive stuff, a good part of me cries over the spill of these. His safe is open and empty, and he said he had de papers we needed in there, he told us, strangest of all is the clear mark of some sort of wooden peg sliding against a puddle of spilled ink, which was part of the evident struggle Reglius put to not be killed, his body showed that his throat was shut closed by some sort of tube. We had seen Reglius fight a loud argument with some guy called Brutus, the hooker might know somethin too, as we head to interrogate these people, rumors reach us about some guy called the tube assasin. Avel inmediatley blames the Hooker, she dislikes these women quite irrationally, but the woman is very airheaded, ins pite of Avel's assurance, I doubt this greedy creature did it, though she does seem eager to do whatever she needs to grant herself a nice and luxurious way of living, and she did seem angry when Reglius told her he would not divorce his wife. But again, she might have gotten more from him alive. Besides her hands are smooth, no sing of wielding any sort of tube nor anything similar. We head to see Brutus, he is loud and annoying, and has a peg leg... he claims he does not drink, which would not match the two drinks in Reglius office, however he has rough hands, he claims his peg le needs to be screwed in tight, and he does it himselft, so that would explain his calluses. We discard him, after he showed us al his peg legs, everyone clean of ink. Some questioning here and there lead us to finding the tube assasin in a bar, his face was a mess of scars, not even a mother could express love for it, even less if she knew what the man behind it did for a living. He is a tough one, no intimidation, works on him, and he is quite able to hide whatever he is thinking or feeling, I would not like to face him on cards, more so that I am always so drunk that i play very lousily. We leave him, unable to get anything out of him, Avel leaves, but I stay behind to observe him, I mix into the crowd, but as I start to put an eye on him, I am very certain he sees me. I run, desperately, trying to find the closest thing I have to a friend around here: Avel, her presence glimmers quite notoriously even in this area of luxurious and shiny things. Maelisk comes and pick us up to take us back to Teysa´s office, he chats us up, as we discuss our findings, we notice a large bag that seems to contain ingredients to perform some ritual, we don´t heed them, they remind us of Dal Maár, and his annoying obsession with them. As we enter the Palace where Teysa has her office, I notice a small ink stain on the carpet. And remember Teysa´s cane, we find her as we left her, working, she looks even more tired, we tell her what happened, and I notice her breath smells of gin, this comes as a suprise to her, she seems to be honest about it. But Maelisk jumps and accuses her. We see her cane, it is indeed stained with ink. It all adds up after a handfull of minutes in which Teysa shows a great confusion.. I then stand in the middle of the room, and point at Maelisk: You, Mr .Maelisk, are risponsible for this atrocity, you entered the office of Archiver Reglius Vuliev, where you were invited the Gin and Tonic that was found next to your host´s whisky, here you used a simple moment of distraction by your victim to attack him by surprise,and force him to open his safe so you could steal his precious contents. Even though he followed your orders, you still ended his life. You ran from the scene, without noticing you stained the cane´s tip in the ink that you and Veliev spilled when he tried to fight back. You then came back here and got rid of your greatest tool: Teysa Karlov, whose body, with the ingredients held in the bag we say in the vehicle, you took temporarily, achieving with it a perfect infalible disguise, and that is why the Barnoess Teysa Karlov cannot remember drinking, and this also explains the great fatique she has, and the great eagerness with which you accused the Baroness, Now , Lady Avel will open the mentioned bag where we will find the ritual ingredients for the mentioned suplantation.