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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 3520531" data-attributes="member: 1210">Poisoned by peach cobbler! What a foul start to the day- though the cobbler itself was quite delicious. But poison will turn the finest meal foul, and it does nothing for our heroes’ sense of safety that the poisoned cobblers were left for them inside thier rooms. Who did it?Our heroes have two immediate suspects. Across the street is the restaurant, Lamb’s, which is perhaps the finest eating establishment our little heroes have ever been to. It was just last night that Naomi managed to get a glimpse at the chef- who was, shockingly enough, a dwarf! Perhaps the restaurant wants to keep the party from telling anyone that their food is prepared by a dwarf?Or, alternatively, it could be the Peachtree clan.Long ago, on one of their first adventures, our heroes were employed to find out the secret of Benjy Peachtree’s jelly. The secret turned out to be a weird edible monster, and when the party confronted Peachtree, one of them- Airhead Ed- tried to steal his garen* and shot out one of his eyes. Later, during their adventures on the island of Dyshim, to the west of Strogass, our heroes met another Peachtree- Heather Peachtree. Jawbreaker tried to knock her unconscious and marry her, but there was a terrible accident, and Heather’s neck was broken, leaving her paralyzed from the neck down. The Peachtrees thus have little love for our heroes- and they were peach cobblers.All right, then; clearly it is time to investigate. Our heroes send Ari into Lamb’s to check and see if the cobbler there is similar to the poisoned ones that our heroes found earlier. He returns and reports that “it could have been, but it would have been different... I just can’t be sure.” “Let’s inquire as to where they get their pies,” suggests Nara. “After all, whoever made those cobblers had to get their peaches somewhere.”The answer, it turns out, is from a group called the Mowlens. However, the restaurant simply buys the best peaches available at any given time. The party retreats back across the street to their inn, where they find one of the crewmen from their ship, the Promised Land, looking for them. “Someone shot Jarky!” the man exclaims. “With a crossbow, from below, on the pier!”“Tell the captain to keep the ship safe,” Ari replies. “We’ll be along as soon as is possible, but first we have to track someone down.”The party decides to go to the market. There are bound to be peaches for sale there; perhaps they will even get lucky and see something suspicious.As it turns out, they do indeed get lucky: they spot a Peachtree, Frodo by name, selling peaches. Our heroes cluster around him and intimidate him thoroughly, but Frodo claims to know nothing. So our heroes give him a message to deliver to head of the local Peachtrees: Meet us for dinner. Let’s talk about this before things get uglier.“Feel free to come yourself,” Nara invites Frodo.The young Peachtree scampers away, frightened by our heroes’ serious and threatening demeanor. Smirking, Naomi says, “I hope they bring some pie for us- some un-poisoned pie! I love pie, especially when it’s wrapped in bacon.”“Mmmm, pie wrapped in bacon,” sighs Nara. Erasmuz starts to smile, but then he gives a strangled cry of surprise. Nearby, a tower thrusts into the sky. Suddenly a window mid-way up it shatters as a figure hurtles out of it, crashing to the street below. Another form flies out afterwards.Our heroes gape.The thing is moving very quickly, and it is hard to get a clear view of it. However, it seems to be roughly spherical in shape, covered in spikey metal plates, with long spikeed tentacles that flail about the crowded city streets around it. There are screams of agony as pedestrians are sent flying in different directions, some of them still alive and some crushed by the powerful blows. “What the hell is that?” Erasmuz gasps.“I don’t know,” Naomi gurgles, “but it’s coming right for us!!”Next Time: The flailing dreadnaught!*A zebra-like mount.</blockquote>

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