Coranzen Hyluan, the drow barbarian refugee who was took in by the Syndicate went on his first task. The border of Elturel had groups of comonners trying to salvage resources and group up in order to make a caravan off of town. This was due to the demonic invasion. In the ensuing chaos, groups of robbers took to terrorizing the townspeople.
The group (consisting of Na’ima, Surx, Coranzan, Mimsy and Dahlia). met with Dara, a wise-beyond-her-years child that asked them to speak with the Miller, the Blacksmith and the Innkeeper to round up resources and join the caravan. They first moved to the Blacksmithing shop, discovering the smithy and his assistant were roughed up by ruffians, and had their supplies stolen. When a mysteriously convenient knock came at the door, an elven woman spoke of the same men. The party investigated and found a temple, that had behind a magical well mirage, a cult sacrifice happening. They fought the cultists, and slayed the demon that burst out of an innocent hostage. The group then headed for the mill and had the task of convincing a hard-headed villager to come along, so that the miller’s heart might rest easy for his friends safety. After succeeding, they went to the Inn and found the building in flames. The party rushed in and had to fight through multiple hordes of lemures, devil distorted creatures. They broke through doors and locks, and managed to rescue the innkeep and his family (with a quick discussion on the execution of the “check the pulse” manouver).
They then round up all the individuals and their supplies and sent them to Dara, while the party was rushed through a portal by the guild leader. Who assured them the job was complete.

It is important to note that the context by which we were sent to this mission were incredibly rushed, and, frankly, Thrax did very little to inform us of the circumstance that we were being sent into.

However, even with proper forewarning, I doubt that we would have been able to fully prepare ourselves.

Elturel was where we were teleported. What remained of it when we arrived, however, was a crater. Answers were few and far between, but, despite this, a child named Dara, maybe 9 years old, Ghorin, a priestly man, and Clyde, a goat, were already seeing to evacuation and relocation. This is what humanity is; even in utter hardship, people rise to the occasion and help their fellow neighbors to see everyone survive. There were three other places we needed to check, to gather supplies, lives, and weapons for the long refugee trip ahead. Whillum at the Smithy, Ippon the General Supplies, and The Inn called the Fabled Faun.

Mimsy, Surx, a new member Cor, and myself, were joined by a pink trifling named Dahlia. The first stop was to the Blacksmith, who was on edge. Apparently, the other side of humanity was already at play, too, as he was recently robbed of all his weapons. A elf woman ran in, and informed us she was attacked by bandits on the road. We went, following the path, grabbing a cart for supplies, and came across an abandoned temple. With a secret side door, We found a cultist group that summoned a demon after a brutal sacrifice. Something truly inhuman was happening here. But we didn't have time for this. Taking the weapons back, we picked up Whillum (Willem?) and headed for the inn.

The inn was on fire. Immediately, we leaped into action, and had to fight off sludgy face abominations. We saved the innkeeper and his wife, though, nothing could have been done to save the building. We were sent home, but, I think we did good. Saved as many lives as we could.

This one is also way too overdue.

So, a fun one too. I don’t know much about demons well, I know they like contracts and such. Bunch of nonsense in my opinion; a good old verbal agreement is much better. I’m losing the plot, sorry.

So we all met for a mission: me, Na’ima, Mimsy, and Coranzen, who at the time was a newbie in the Syndicate. Thrax shows up, explains basically nothing, and just teleports us away.

We go through the portal and appear in… I don’t even know how to describe it. A massive hole in the ground where Elturel was supposed to be. Demons everywhere, refugees lots of them. We met a few, including a pink tiefling who was a bit of a snob, in my opinion, but that doesn’t really matter.

The refugees asked us to gather supplies, weapons, and more refugees, so off we went. We got to a blacksmith, and while we were talking to him, a woman conveniently knocked on the door, claiming there were bandits and other dangers outside. All lies she was clearly up to no good. But nobody believed me, so we didn’t do anything about it.

Next, we went to a temple. I personally didn’t notice anything strange, but the others found a secret door. We went down the stairs, and sure enough demonic ritual. Very fun, indeed. We tried to stop it, but they managed to transform the poor guy on the table into a spined demon. We killed all the cultists, though Cor went down for a bit luckily, he was quickly healed.

After that, we found an old man who refused to leave his house. I almost knocked him out to drag him along, but it didn’t come to that we convinced him to leave willingly.

Then, our last stop: an inn that was on fire. Inside, there were these blob-like demons looked like multiple people fused together into a mass of flesh. Truly fascinating, not going to lie. Never thought something like that could exist. Anyway, we killed them all and managed to save the people inside.

Buuut while me, Cor, and Na’ima were doing that, Mimsy and the pink lady Dahlia, that was her name were apparently trying to “help” a dying man… by going through his pockets. They claimed they were checking his pulse through his pockets. I don’t know how nobody else found that suspicious, but okay.

With the inn cleared and people saved, we returned to the caravan of poor souls. Mission complete, I guess. I still don’t really understand how the Syndicate works, but we got our gold, so that’s good :)