Insight's "The Isle of Dread" - Chapter One

[Leif]

Questor, Halfling Chaos Sorcerer 6

"See? Mr. Feathers is already showing us the right way to go!" Questor is just thrilled at the prospect of following a bird. A bit odd, wouldn't you say? *shrug*

OOC: Now trying SeaGreen for Questor's speech. Any objections?

 

[stonegod]

Skaros follows (the bird).

 

[Rhun]

Vrashek follows as well. "It isn't as though Questor and I haven't done a lot of things crazier than following a bird."

 

[Leif]

Questor, Halfling Chaos Sorcerer 6

"Everything I ever did before I met Vrashek was horribly sane and boring, but just look at me now MWAHH HA HA!!"

 

[Insight]

FOLLOWING MR. FEATHERS (Everyone)
Mr. Feathers, seeing everyone congregate below Tubman's Fishmongering, squawks wildly and flaps his multicolored wings. This behavior gets the attention of a few longshoremen, merchants, and various vagrants, but mostly gets the attention of our heroes.

The parrot flies off, prompting the heroes to give chase. Mr. Feathers flies low to the ground, perhaps 10 - 15 ft in the air. He soars over street signs, eaves, shale roofs, and chimneys. Periodically, Mr. Feathers lands atop some sort of ledge or perch and waits for the heroes to catch up.

This continues for some time, perhaps 20 minutes, until Mr. Feathers is perched atop a guard shack at the gate to some ostentatious estate overlooking the Duke's complex.

Mr. Feathers squawks wildly and awaits the heroes.

 

[Rhun]

Vrashek pulls up short. "Perhaps we should wait for cover of dark..."

 

[Leif]

Questor, Halfling Chaos Sorcerer 6

"Now's no time to get skittish on me, Vrashek! Come on! Forward into the Maw of Death! And may hemorrhoids take the hindmost!"

 

[stonegod]

Skaros looks up at the bird. If we can convince the bird to go to Barbarossa by itself, I can use my arts to find where it has gone. Then we follow as the arrow.

 

[Leif]

Questor, Halfling Chaos Sorcerer 6

"My suspicion is that it will take no convincing to get the bird to do just that. In fact, my gut feeling is that Mr. Feathers belongs to Barbarossa specifically. Don't ask me why I feel that way, though...."

 

[Scotley]

Geirgrim runs his fingers through his hair and gawks at the gate house a moment. "Needless to say, going in there will be a serious crime. Quite a risk to take for a wild goose chase, but I don't have anything better to offer."