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<blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 3142985" data-attributes="member: 1210"><p><strong>Return to Strogass</strong></p><p></p><p><em><strong>8/13/372 O.L.G., 3:30 p.m., at sea north of Strogass</strong></em></p><p></p><p>From the crow’s nest one of the sailors cried, “Land ho!”</p><p></p><p>On deck, Beau and Nara exchang a glance. <em>Strogass.</em> It has to be. They were due. </p><p></p><p>Soon- hopefully- with luck, and apparently with cornbread, they would find the Promised Land at last. </p><p></p><p>Our heroes gather in the Captain’s cabin, filling the small room to bursting. Captain Tarth winces and sighs, then gestures to a large set of sea charts pinned up on the wall. “We should be just about here,” she growls, her finger stabbing out at the northern port city of Lox Pentor. “We can put in for resupply here, though who knows what the situation is. Still, there appears to be some maritime and fishing traffic, so things can’t be too awful bad.”</p><p></p><p>“I wonder what’s going on on Strogass,” muses Naomi. “It seems like it’s been forever since I was there.”</p><p></p><p>“It’s hard to be sure, what with the Lord Obliviax stuff,” Federico whines. There is a general grumbling chorus of agreement. </p><p></p><p>“But hopefully we’ll find the Promised Land soon!” Ari exclaims, and everyone’s hearts lighten.</p><p></p><p>It is nearly dusk by the time <em>the Promised Land</em> ties up along the piers of Lox Pentor. Our heroes get off the ship and onto land for the first time in- has it been weeks? It certainly seems like it. Walking on solid ground again, Naomi lets out a deep sigh. Although she certainly took the cook for a ride or two across dinner’s ingredients, the trip was mostly a boring expanse of time punctuated by the occasional worthy moment (such as when the party finally taught Tron to poop off the edge of the deck rather than in their cabins). She is itching for something different. “We should find somewhere good to eat,” she suggests.</p><p></p><p>The party end up at a fancy restaurant called Lambs. Naomi uses her <em>metamorphose liquids</em> spell to change a bucket of water into chocolate syrup, and Beau immediately pours everyone a shot of it. Meanwhile our heroes are served an exotic frozen creamy treat the likes of which they have never before seen or heard. Ari asks for the secret and is denied, and when several of our heroes press to meet the chef, they are denied as well.</p><p></p><p>“He’s got to be a halfling,” Nara remarks.</p><p></p><p>Naomi waves the waiter over and asks for shredded coconut. He sniffs and proclaims that they do not serve it.</p><p></p><p>“I’m never eating here again!” Naomi belches.</p><p></p><p>“We can’t get it fresh,” the waiter sniffs. “We serve only the finest ingredients.”</p><p></p><p>She gives him a measuring look. “Oh,” she says, her tone more respectful. “Well, I guess I can understand that...” After a contemplative moment, she inquires about breakfast.</p><p></p><p>The waiter gives her a polite smile. “We,” he declares, “have over 20 different ways of preparing bacon.”</p><p></p><p>That is the moment when all resistance breaks on our heroes’ part. </p><p></p><p>“Where’s the nearest inn?” demands Naomi.</p><p></p><p>“Right across the street, madam,” replies the waiter.</p><p></p><p>“Excellent!” proclaims Naomi. “I have to use the crapper.”</p><p></p><p>They spend over 1200 gp on dinner that night, and vow to spend much, much more tomorrow. When they leave, Ari steals some spices, but nobody seems to notice- or care.</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p><em><strong>9/1/372 O.L.G., 9 a.m., Lamb’s in Lox Pentor</strong></em></p><p></p><p>Breakfast is all our heroes could have asked for and more. It is unbelievable, and only increases our heroes’ desire to meet the chef. Could it be a Bakeswell, or better yet, a Flapjacks?* </p><p></p><p>“It would be creepy if the chef was a human or something,” Ari says with an uncomfortable chuckle. </p><p></p><p>“I wonder where that Tron guy is,” Beau says.</p><p></p><p>“We’re probably better off not knowing,” Ari answers wryly.</p><p></p><p>“Strange that he’d miss breakfast, though,” Nara nods.</p><p></p><p>“He’s probably off getting high on crahk,” Ari sighs. </p><p></p><p>Although Ari is correct that the most likely thing that Tron would be doing is smoking crakh at this point, in fact Tron is <em>trying to score</em> crahk. And instead of scoring crahk, Tron is getting ripped off to the tune of 200 gp, then getting angry, attacking some thugs and ultimately being knocked unconscious by one of the neighborhood’s more notable citizens, who took offense at Tron’s abuse of the grocer’s tomatoes.</p><p></p><p>Regardless, breakfast is fantastic. </p><p></p><p>“We’ll meet again for lunch, right, buddies?” asks Erasmuz. “This place is great!” </p><p></p><p>Our heroes can all get behind that, so there is quick agreement, and then the party disperses throughout Lox Pentor to take care of various individual concerns and needs. Some of them simply buy a thing or two; others take a bit more active part. Rock gets into an unarmed cage fight with an elf called the Sissy- who casts spells in the fight! Rock still manages to beat the Sissy into unconsciousness, but it’s not nearly the one-sided fight that he had expected. </p><p></p><p>When it’s time for lunch, a fellow that most of our heroes hadn’t expected shows up. He’s a human, and Erasmuz greets him warmly. Apparently, the two of them had become acquainted earlier in the day. </p><p></p><p>“My name is Surly,” the fellow says, “and I might have something you’d be interested in.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh yeah?” asks Ari. “What’s that?”</p><p></p><p>“A map,” the human replies, “to a set of lost halfling ruins. Actually, they were a lost race of halflings, too, called the <em>jerren.</em>”</p><p></p><p>Naomi cocks her head. “Really,” she says, clearly interested. “I’ve heard of these jerren. Go on, I’m intrigued.”</p><p></p><p>“Yes, the fellow who gave me the map is the one who made it. He’d sailed to these ruins and investigated a little bit.”</p><p></p><p>“Could you put us in touch with him?” inquires Ari.</p><p></p><p>“Alas, no, he’s, ahem, permanently out of touch, if you know what I mean.” Surly draws a single finger across his throat. “But I assure you, his word could be trusted! And his chart is quite precise.”</p><p></p><p>“How far of a journey would it be?” Naomi asks. </p><p></p><p>“You might say,” Surly replies slowly, “that it is... startlingly close by.” </p><p></p><p>“Even better,” murmurs Nara.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, my friends raved about what he found for days. It was mostly incomprehensible to me- weird stuff, cornbread and stuff like that.”</p><p></p><p>“Cornbread, you say?” Naomi stands up. “How much for the map?”</p><p></p><p><em><strong>Next Time:</strong></em> Our heroes begin their investigations of the Sunken Temple of the Jerren!</p><p></p><p></p><p>*The party began as a group of Flapjacks, and still somewhat identifies that way. Of the pcs, I believe only Federico is technically a Flapjacks.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="the Jester, post: 3142985, member: 1210"] [b]Return to Strogass[/b] [i][b]8/13/372 O.L.G., 3:30 p.m., at sea north of Strogass[/b][/i][b][/b] From the crow’s nest one of the sailors cried, “Land ho!” On deck, Beau and Nara exchang a glance. [i]Strogass.[/i] It has to be. They were due. Soon- hopefully- with luck, and apparently with cornbread, they would find the Promised Land at last. Our heroes gather in the Captain’s cabin, filling the small room to bursting. Captain Tarth winces and sighs, then gestures to a large set of sea charts pinned up on the wall. “We should be just about here,” she growls, her finger stabbing out at the northern port city of Lox Pentor. “We can put in for resupply here, though who knows what the situation is. Still, there appears to be some maritime and fishing traffic, so things can’t be too awful bad.” “I wonder what’s going on on Strogass,” muses Naomi. “It seems like it’s been forever since I was there.” “It’s hard to be sure, what with the Lord Obliviax stuff,” Federico whines. There is a general grumbling chorus of agreement. “But hopefully we’ll find the Promised Land soon!” Ari exclaims, and everyone’s hearts lighten. It is nearly dusk by the time [i]the Promised Land[/i] ties up along the piers of Lox Pentor. Our heroes get off the ship and onto land for the first time in- has it been weeks? It certainly seems like it. Walking on solid ground again, Naomi lets out a deep sigh. Although she certainly took the cook for a ride or two across dinner’s ingredients, the trip was mostly a boring expanse of time punctuated by the occasional worthy moment (such as when the party finally taught Tron to poop off the edge of the deck rather than in their cabins). She is itching for something different. “We should find somewhere good to eat,” she suggests. The party end up at a fancy restaurant called Lambs. Naomi uses her [i]metamorphose liquids[/i] spell to change a bucket of water into chocolate syrup, and Beau immediately pours everyone a shot of it. Meanwhile our heroes are served an exotic frozen creamy treat the likes of which they have never before seen or heard. Ari asks for the secret and is denied, and when several of our heroes press to meet the chef, they are denied as well. “He’s got to be a halfling,” Nara remarks. Naomi waves the waiter over and asks for shredded coconut. He sniffs and proclaims that they do not serve it. “I’m never eating here again!” Naomi belches. “We can’t get it fresh,” the waiter sniffs. “We serve only the finest ingredients.” She gives him a measuring look. “Oh,” she says, her tone more respectful. “Well, I guess I can understand that...” After a contemplative moment, she inquires about breakfast. The waiter gives her a polite smile. “We,” he declares, “have over 20 different ways of preparing bacon.” That is the moment when all resistance breaks on our heroes’ part. “Where’s the nearest inn?” demands Naomi. “Right across the street, madam,” replies the waiter. “Excellent!” proclaims Naomi. “I have to use the crapper.” They spend over 1200 gp on dinner that night, and vow to spend much, much more tomorrow. When they leave, Ari steals some spices, but nobody seems to notice- or care. *** [i][b]9/1/372 O.L.G., 9 a.m., Lamb’s in Lox Pentor[/b][/i][b][/b] Breakfast is all our heroes could have asked for and more. It is unbelievable, and only increases our heroes’ desire to meet the chef. Could it be a Bakeswell, or better yet, a Flapjacks?* “It would be creepy if the chef was a human or something,” Ari says with an uncomfortable chuckle. “I wonder where that Tron guy is,” Beau says. “We’re probably better off not knowing,” Ari answers wryly. “Strange that he’d miss breakfast, though,” Nara nods. “He’s probably off getting high on crahk,” Ari sighs. Although Ari is correct that the most likely thing that Tron would be doing is smoking crakh at this point, in fact Tron is [i]trying to score[/i] crahk. And instead of scoring crahk, Tron is getting ripped off to the tune of 200 gp, then getting angry, attacking some thugs and ultimately being knocked unconscious by one of the neighborhood’s more notable citizens, who took offense at Tron’s abuse of the grocer’s tomatoes. Regardless, breakfast is fantastic. “We’ll meet again for lunch, right, buddies?” asks Erasmuz. “This place is great!” Our heroes can all get behind that, so there is quick agreement, and then the party disperses throughout Lox Pentor to take care of various individual concerns and needs. Some of them simply buy a thing or two; others take a bit more active part. Rock gets into an unarmed cage fight with an elf called the Sissy- who casts spells in the fight! Rock still manages to beat the Sissy into unconsciousness, but it’s not nearly the one-sided fight that he had expected. When it’s time for lunch, a fellow that most of our heroes hadn’t expected shows up. He’s a human, and Erasmuz greets him warmly. Apparently, the two of them had become acquainted earlier in the day. “My name is Surly,” the fellow says, “and I might have something you’d be interested in.” “Oh yeah?” asks Ari. “What’s that?” “A map,” the human replies, “to a set of lost halfling ruins. Actually, they were a lost race of halflings, too, called the [i]jerren.[/i]” Naomi cocks her head. “Really,” she says, clearly interested. “I’ve heard of these jerren. Go on, I’m intrigued.” “Yes, the fellow who gave me the map is the one who made it. He’d sailed to these ruins and investigated a little bit.” “Could you put us in touch with him?” inquires Ari. “Alas, no, he’s, ahem, permanently out of touch, if you know what I mean.” Surly draws a single finger across his throat. “But I assure you, his word could be trusted! And his chart is quite precise.” “How far of a journey would it be?” Naomi asks. “You might say,” Surly replies slowly, “that it is... startlingly close by.” “Even better,” murmurs Nara. “Yes, my friends raved about what he found for days. It was mostly incomprehensible to me- weird stuff, cornbread and stuff like that.” “Cornbread, you say?” Naomi stands up. “How much for the map?” [i][b]Next Time:[/b][/i][b][/b] Our heroes begin their investigations of the Sunken Temple of the Jerren! *The party began as a group of Flapjacks, and still somewhat identifies that way. Of the pcs, I believe only Federico is technically a Flapjacks. [/QUOTE]
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