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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lichtenhart" data-source="post: 1559318" data-attributes="member: 761">"Well, you didn't happen to meet a son of a bilge rat, eyepatch o'er his left eye, gray beard, sparse hair and teeth, and a penchant for ale, dice 'n' women? That would be me father. I'm looking for him, or at least for the Tikira Lake, the place where the ol' goat should be, unless he has met one of these grabby plants too. Or even worse, a grabby wench.I came here from Velen with an amnian carrack whose cap'n should have danced the hempen jig fo' how he kept his ship. As soon as we could see these jungles a bllody storm pulled us down like a rock, and and sent all o' us but me to the Bitch Queen's locker. I've been wanderin' the jungle for a week till I fell into this hole like a fly in the pitch, and when I woke up I found out I was to be some tree's lunch.An 'bout the beast, aye, there's somethin' in these holes, an' if it wasn't fo' our Smiling Lady I'd be already dancing in its belly. But since you've been such good mates to free me, and ye, lass, are the sweetest thing since cane sugar, it's only fair that Mad Harry helps you look fo' this spring.In a moment, though, 'cause now I have 'nother spring to set free, an' this one's shy in front o' the ladies."*He climbs upon the very vine that hold him prisoner and disappear into the crevice. A minute later, obviously relieved of some pressure, he jumps head down into the crevice, somersaulting at the last moment and landing on his bare feet in front of the party with a big grin.*"All hands hoay, me mateys, I'm ready to go."OOC: I just assumed I could take 10 on a couple checks. If I couldn't , well, Harry's grin  is not going to be that big.</blockquote>

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