From the research of Mr. Book, descendant of Mr. Quick’s tribe:

Still no evidence of the Great Devil Hero’s continued life after his great dual with Simon Garamond. I’ve found many rumors but no proof.

I continue to follow the reports of the Lodestar, the “Dogs of War,” who continued to be obstacles to our great movement over Aufero until the final incident.

As history dictates, Seafoam made a strong defense in Bard’s Gate even before the Lodestar came onto the scene.

As stated in Haskeer’s journal, the first thing the Lodestar crew did was meet with the board members of The Seaofoam Trading Company in an attempt to gain use of the company’s flying ships to transport troops.

After a chime sounds to announce their presence, the door opens and Jaiden Moore welcomes the crew:

““You are here, and we are here. We are not pleased to see you, nor are you pleased to see us. The past is the past, and for now, it shall remain so. You have already spoken to Enton about your intent to join us in the struggle here, what forces can you bring to bear?”

-I found myself respecting Mr. Jaiden for his ability to set personal feelings aside to focus on the larger issues.” (HJ, B4 pg 93.)

Enton Blake, Ranken [w. Bash], Barris Korvale [w. Apple and Totter], and Old Lady Ferguson were the council at the great Darkwood Table that now resides in the Seafoam museum. One could see the scratches on the surface from where OLF dropped her knitting when the battle broke out. More on that later.

The two groups discussed battle plans for some time until they were interrupted by the King of Glass himself:

“At a lull – A chime pleasantly rings out. Enton said, “Ah, that must be the representatives from Carroway and Ospria — best not leave them alone in the hall together for too long.”

The door opens to reveal a man, dressed as a priest; a long black hassock, three swords of Gilead in white on the front. He carries a large birdcage over one shoulder. It is covered with a dark green cloth. He smiles rakishly, and saunters in.

“Ah — here we are all gathered! I’m so sorry, but the dignitaries from the Warring States are, well, warring – so I thought I’d come to make sure you weren’t one short for Spades.”
Even though I wasn’t present for this most assuredly fabulous performance, I presume to use colorful descriptive terms to display this fabulousness.” (CP, DOW, pg. 478.)

This new character revealed himself to be the legendary great Devil Prince Fairchild and at Moore’s order complied to, “Appear to us as you really are, creature.” Almost all the mortals are shaken as the King of Glass shows himself.

He also revealed a state of affairs in the world of Aufero that struck the hearts of the heroes as deep as the visage of the great devil himself:

“Quorum has fallen. Ospria and Carroway are totally consumed by war. The daughter of the King of Ospria was murdered, and it appears that a Knight of Carroway was captured trying to escape the castle, bloody knife still in his hand.”

“I’ve come to negotiate the terms of your surrender.” (TGBODW, B3002 pg 46 – 47.)

Fairchild goes on to illustrate the Lodestar’s pure loss by setting a birdcage covered by a cloth on the darkwood table. Pulling the cloth away, the mortals witness that the cage bares the Great Sithmuck the Great Hero of the DevilClasm. At this point he was not the hero he was destined to be.

Fairchild invited the cleric of Abadar to banish Sithmuck. Abadar’s guiding light proved as fruitless as a devil vine. The explanation was that the devils that walk through the Great HellGate were true citizens of the world and no longer outsiders that could be pushed back where they belong. It was the beginning of our glory.

Fairchild then displayed our devil testament for generosity. He offered Aufero slavery or death.

The Great Plan hit a bump in the road, or rather, a shut door. As found in Carbunkle’s writings the summoner made a deal with the King of Open and Shut. But as mortals often do, Carbunkle mistook the devil’s intent when he himself became a vessel for the enemy brother:

““Ah – I don’t believe that it worked.” Quintus said that to me as his beautiful eyes opened and refocused on me. I was confused until I felt myself falling away – almost as if into myself instead of pulling Luncina out. In terrible darkness I was rudely shoved and tarnation, the King had the audacity to say, ““The deal is struck, Master Carbunkle. So typical, you think I find that slab of muscle attractive? How shallow you must think me. Nothing is more beautiful than power, and your mind is full of it. Look at it all!”

I was a tiny bird in a cage. I must have looked a bit like that creature, Sithmuck.

The hand held me up, and I saw the inside of my own purty mind. Endless twisting hallways, stairways — and in every room books, books on shelves, books in chairs, books spilling out onto the floor. I noticed that many of them seem to shine, vibrating with potency, of course.

He said, “And look at how many of them glow! So much power in such a neat, tidy package. It’s so hard for a mortal mind to really make use of what it knows, to really reach its full potential. I, on the other hand…”

I watched in horror as every book in my mind opened simultaneously. Knowledge and light spilled out, and swirled around the head of the nebulous creature that held me.

“But that’s not even the best part!”

The hand rose, and I looked out on a strange construction – hexagonal, seeming to be made of crystal.

“A forge! That little place in the mind of every summoner. Such a lovely little toolbox. Don’t worry your pretty little head, my friend. I’ll shouldn’t need to use your body for long, it is nice enough — but I think I can make something a little more my style.”

I felt myself put into a tiny room in the attic of my mind, with one window that looked out. I could see and hear the outside world, but there were a million, jillion miles of night in between myself and it.

He said,“Don’t worry about it, we have larger matters that concern us. Our friends are in danger, we must go to them immediately. ICK!”

The devil in my body caught his reflection in the fountain in the center of the room. “What is this horrible thing on my head?”

With two fingers, he plucked the Crown of the Kobold King of his brow and tosses it to my duelist companion.

“Ready to go?” (CP, DOW, pgs 6083.)

A long explanation for a small detail but it’s important to mention because of its role in the coming fight.

These two teleported their way to the rest of the Lodestar crew in time for the end of the meeting. The two devil kings sized each other up before a battle ensued. Fairchild summoned three chain devils and he himself slew several of the board members, including Jaiden Moore himself. This is important to remember because it shows the shift in power in the Seafoam Trading Company which itself had an eventual effect on the whole campaign. This will be discussed in later papers.

So at this point, it’s clear to show that there is still no evidence to Lord Quick’s existence. But I wanted to sift through this valuable information to make a point. These two devil princes made their own paths into Aufero and remained for the duration by their own deals.

I, being born lame, cannot in good conscience obtain my Qu through battle. The path of Qui’xote states that I must find a good death and unfortunately, there is no honor in killing me. So my theory is to find Mr. Quick’s soul and make my death a portal through which he can return.

I have no fear in death. I have no fear in failure. The papers, books, and stories of the Lodestar crew have shown me that I can find the good death and bring down the King of Open and Shuts reign before he returns in a few short years. Is it providence then, that the efforts of these heroes has led me to this conclusion?