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<blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 3065927" data-attributes="member: 1210"><p>So much has transpired since all these events that I to you relate. I do not know if there will be time to write it all down, nor do I know if these scrawlings will do any good. With all arrayed against us, I may never have time to finish our tale, yet I shall try my best to at least catch the main thrust of the action in these pages. </p><p></p><p>Looking back, I see that I left off at the point of the sky elves’ attack on whatever terrible force there was without the city. Demons or some such, according to the words I heard, but- again, I am a man of action, not of thought. I was growing bored with talking and anxious to return to Blackstone and make my report. Yet when I was musing about the situation with Kent, Alla reminded me that her father, Janfodar, might be able to assist. Of course! I had even broached the subject with him previously, but the conversation had turned to more complicated matters, including the betrayal of the other council members (that much, at least, I comprehended). So it was that shortly, my compatriots and I, joined by Janfodar, proceeded to the temple, where I enlisted the temple guardian in procuring Kent for Janfodar to work his magic upon. Tho’ it took some time, Kent was soon restored to his mind.</p><p></p><p>Next on my agenda, of course, was to return to Blackstone and make my report. I mused over how best to journey there; the pirate Ro seemed to be my only real hope, though he was a scoundrel and wastrel. With a scowl I agreed to necessity and, with my new friends, boarded his vessel. They needed to go first to Cat’s Cradle to unload a shipment of drugs for the tabaxi there (catnip, specifically). I reluctantly accompanied them, brooding on what we had learned of GEM and their evil ways. They had been brewing up strange little diseased creatures called “meazles” in the house we had raided, designed to spread disease. They seemed to be against not just gnomes, but ultimately everyone who was not human. They were linked the DAM- the (largely successful) dakon annihilation movement. My head began to hurt, so I gave up pondering for the time being. </p><p></p><p>When we reached Cat’s Cradle, we made the journey inland to their city (apparently they did not much care to be near the sea, cats mostly hating water). Ro left much of his cargo on the ship, apparently to improve his bargaining position. We were approached, as we entered the town (which was replete with great scratching posts, and stank far worse than any human city, reeking as it did of cat piss), by a group of tabaxi gangsters intent of taking our merchandise. We prevented them and took their gang armbands (according to Captain Pirate, or perhaps it was Ro, I honestly don’t remember, they were members of a gang called the Black Pussies) and continued on our mission. </p><p></p><p>However, as we got deeper into the city, more and more of the cat-folk began trailing along behind us, entranced by the scent of our goods. However, invoking the name of Ro’s arranged customers persuaded most of them to back off. Some protracted negotiations ensued between Ro and said customer, ending in our offloading the entirety of the merchandise. Thankfully, Janfodar had some sort of eldritch abilities that allowed him to make it all float through the air, saving us the difficulty of multiple trips back and forth from the ship to the town, no doubt suffering tabaxi harassment all the while.</p><p></p><p>Finally, we were able to depart that stinking place. I tell you truly, until you have smelled a tabaxi city, you have not suffered terribly enough to comprehend my discomfort there!</p><p></p><p>Our next stop was to be Blackstone, where the most baleful betrayal of all came. But I am at the end of my page, and I have no more paper as yet; consequently, I must save those bitter details until I can find another sheet. Let me just leave you with this: the sour feeling has not, even now, months later, left my stomach.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="the Jester, post: 3065927, member: 1210"] So much has transpired since all these events that I to you relate. I do not know if there will be time to write it all down, nor do I know if these scrawlings will do any good. With all arrayed against us, I may never have time to finish our tale, yet I shall try my best to at least catch the main thrust of the action in these pages. Looking back, I see that I left off at the point of the sky elves’ attack on whatever terrible force there was without the city. Demons or some such, according to the words I heard, but- again, I am a man of action, not of thought. I was growing bored with talking and anxious to return to Blackstone and make my report. Yet when I was musing about the situation with Kent, Alla reminded me that her father, Janfodar, might be able to assist. Of course! I had even broached the subject with him previously, but the conversation had turned to more complicated matters, including the betrayal of the other council members (that much, at least, I comprehended). So it was that shortly, my compatriots and I, joined by Janfodar, proceeded to the temple, where I enlisted the temple guardian in procuring Kent for Janfodar to work his magic upon. Tho’ it took some time, Kent was soon restored to his mind. Next on my agenda, of course, was to return to Blackstone and make my report. I mused over how best to journey there; the pirate Ro seemed to be my only real hope, though he was a scoundrel and wastrel. With a scowl I agreed to necessity and, with my new friends, boarded his vessel. They needed to go first to Cat’s Cradle to unload a shipment of drugs for the tabaxi there (catnip, specifically). I reluctantly accompanied them, brooding on what we had learned of GEM and their evil ways. They had been brewing up strange little diseased creatures called “meazles” in the house we had raided, designed to spread disease. They seemed to be against not just gnomes, but ultimately everyone who was not human. They were linked the DAM- the (largely successful) dakon annihilation movement. My head began to hurt, so I gave up pondering for the time being. When we reached Cat’s Cradle, we made the journey inland to their city (apparently they did not much care to be near the sea, cats mostly hating water). Ro left much of his cargo on the ship, apparently to improve his bargaining position. We were approached, as we entered the town (which was replete with great scratching posts, and stank far worse than any human city, reeking as it did of cat piss), by a group of tabaxi gangsters intent of taking our merchandise. We prevented them and took their gang armbands (according to Captain Pirate, or perhaps it was Ro, I honestly don’t remember, they were members of a gang called the Black Pussies) and continued on our mission. However, as we got deeper into the city, more and more of the cat-folk began trailing along behind us, entranced by the scent of our goods. However, invoking the name of Ro’s arranged customers persuaded most of them to back off. Some protracted negotiations ensued between Ro and said customer, ending in our offloading the entirety of the merchandise. Thankfully, Janfodar had some sort of eldritch abilities that allowed him to make it all float through the air, saving us the difficulty of multiple trips back and forth from the ship to the town, no doubt suffering tabaxi harassment all the while. Finally, we were able to depart that stinking place. I tell you truly, until you have smelled a tabaxi city, you have not suffered terribly enough to comprehend my discomfort there! Our next stop was to be Blackstone, where the most baleful betrayal of all came. But I am at the end of my page, and I have no more paper as yet; consequently, I must save those bitter details until I can find another sheet. Let me just leave you with this: the sour feeling has not, even now, months later, left my stomach. [/QUOTE]
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