Iron Sky
Procedurally Generated
<Note: New plan; micro-posts. Easier for me to get in. I'll see if I can get 3-5 a week.>
Session 20, Part 1
“What did you do?” Harold demanded, stepping in front of Kezzek as he walked up the gangplank of the ship.
Kezzek pushed him aside wearily. “I'm in no mood to discuss it right now Harold.”
“We killed a heap of Thornspills,” Kormak said. “You should have seen the mess he had already made of the street when I got there.”
“I'll have you know I was about to start important negotiations between the Crystal Towers and the Webdyns,” Harold said, following close behind Kezzek. “Bradic Webdyn had the word 'allies' on his lips and then you had to go start a Hold War.”
Kezzek ignored him and limped towards where the Black Carriage was strapped to the deck, surrounded by Suniel's followers. Shruka walked over immediately to examine his wounds.
“Hold Wars bad?” Kormak said.
Harold shook his head. “The Thornspills will kill everyone with even a drop of Webdyn blood for this. They're pretty much useless to the Crystal Towers now.”
“Aww, poor baby,” Kormak said, sticking his lower lip out in a pout and gazing wide-eyed up at Harold. “No awwies fow da Hawowd? Aww, poow wittle Howowd.”
Harold stared at the dwarf for a second then walked away without another word.
“So what do we want to do now?” Suniel said as he and Keeper walked up the gangplank. “I heard we're not especially welcome here anymore.”
Kezzek grunted. Kormak, still wide-eyed and pouting, looked up at Suniel and said, “da poow wittle Hawowd. Aww...”
Suniel cast a questioning look at the dwarf, then turned back to Kezzek. “I think we should see about the True Stone of Water.”
“That old thing?” Kormak said with a mock-dismissive gesture.
Kezzek grunted as Shruka tied off a bandage on his arm. “Lift up your other arm, let me see those cuts on your back and side,” she said.
Kezzek complied and looked at Suniel. “I don't like the idea of being a Dragon pawn, but it seems we need a bit of time to let everything at Port settle down anyway.”
“You mean the Hold War you started?” Kormak said.
They continued to ignore the dwarf.
“If it's as powerful an artifact as we're being let to believe, it would be worthwhile to know its whereabouts at the very least,” Suniel said. “Especially while we have a machine constructed explicitly for that purpose.”
“There is another primary purpose for my construction-” Keeper said.
Shruka tied a knot in a bandage hard and Kezzek yelped, leapt to his feet, and spun on her, his fists coming up. The ugly acolyte casually back-handed him. “That didn't hurt. You call yourself an orc?”
“Half-orc. You call yourself a healer?” Kezzek said, rubbing his jaw.
“Acolyte. Get back here you big baby.” She pointed imperiously back at the carriage chest he'd been sitting on.
“So it's agreed then?” Suniel said. “We'll get the turtle and see if we can't locate the Stone of Water?”
“I'm in,” Kormak said.
Kezzek glared at Shruka, but sat down again slowly. As Shruka returned to her ministrations, he nodded to Suniel. “As soon as this one gets done with me.”
“Great, we're in agreement then. Make it so!” Kormak said, as if it was his idea in the first place.
The others ignored him.
Session 20, Part 1
“What did you do?” Harold demanded, stepping in front of Kezzek as he walked up the gangplank of the ship.
Kezzek pushed him aside wearily. “I'm in no mood to discuss it right now Harold.”
“We killed a heap of Thornspills,” Kormak said. “You should have seen the mess he had already made of the street when I got there.”
“I'll have you know I was about to start important negotiations between the Crystal Towers and the Webdyns,” Harold said, following close behind Kezzek. “Bradic Webdyn had the word 'allies' on his lips and then you had to go start a Hold War.”
Kezzek ignored him and limped towards where the Black Carriage was strapped to the deck, surrounded by Suniel's followers. Shruka walked over immediately to examine his wounds.
“Hold Wars bad?” Kormak said.
Harold shook his head. “The Thornspills will kill everyone with even a drop of Webdyn blood for this. They're pretty much useless to the Crystal Towers now.”
“Aww, poor baby,” Kormak said, sticking his lower lip out in a pout and gazing wide-eyed up at Harold. “No awwies fow da Hawowd? Aww, poow wittle Howowd.”
Harold stared at the dwarf for a second then walked away without another word.
“So what do we want to do now?” Suniel said as he and Keeper walked up the gangplank. “I heard we're not especially welcome here anymore.”
Kezzek grunted. Kormak, still wide-eyed and pouting, looked up at Suniel and said, “da poow wittle Hawowd. Aww...”
Suniel cast a questioning look at the dwarf, then turned back to Kezzek. “I think we should see about the True Stone of Water.”
“That old thing?” Kormak said with a mock-dismissive gesture.
Kezzek grunted as Shruka tied off a bandage on his arm. “Lift up your other arm, let me see those cuts on your back and side,” she said.
Kezzek complied and looked at Suniel. “I don't like the idea of being a Dragon pawn, but it seems we need a bit of time to let everything at Port settle down anyway.”
“You mean the Hold War you started?” Kormak said.
They continued to ignore the dwarf.
“If it's as powerful an artifact as we're being let to believe, it would be worthwhile to know its whereabouts at the very least,” Suniel said. “Especially while we have a machine constructed explicitly for that purpose.”
“There is another primary purpose for my construction-” Keeper said.
Shruka tied a knot in a bandage hard and Kezzek yelped, leapt to his feet, and spun on her, his fists coming up. The ugly acolyte casually back-handed him. “That didn't hurt. You call yourself an orc?”
“Half-orc. You call yourself a healer?” Kezzek said, rubbing his jaw.
“Acolyte. Get back here you big baby.” She pointed imperiously back at the carriage chest he'd been sitting on.
“So it's agreed then?” Suniel said. “We'll get the turtle and see if we can't locate the Stone of Water?”
“I'm in,” Kormak said.
Kezzek glared at Shruka, but sat down again slowly. As Shruka returned to her ministrations, he nodded to Suniel. “As soon as this one gets done with me.”
“Great, we're in agreement then. Make it so!” Kormak said, as if it was his idea in the first place.
The others ignored him.
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