The Chronicles of Caradys

Adventure Four: Quick Synopsis
Real story coming soon

Jobs abound in Caradys. The previously rescued – and Caradys’ new resident Alchemist – Varet, is in need of some specific supplies and would like a new trade route established.

Per usual, Capt Elma accedes to our request for transport. However, en route The Topaz Star is ambushed by a giant flying shark nearly the size of the ship. We manage to drive it off by making ourselves more of a nuisance than we are worth since we’re not very tasty.

Upon reaching the island nearest island with access to some of the alchemical ingredients Varet is interested in we find Up Lava/Rock Falls around the small town and incredible poverty inside. In the town, there are a grand total of 3 wealthy men, one of which controls all trade.

Trade Blobfish Silarkum offers to establish trade with Caradys but wants a 40% cut. We’re going to think about it and talk to the downtrodden.

The downtrodden are on the verge of revolt (viva la revolucion), but since they are not fighters ask us to murder Blobfish Trader, the Mayor with scary long fingers, and the work overseer (aka the man with the sword).

We murder, we loot mildly, and we fly off with a trade agreement secured with the now governmentless city.

Adventure Three: Wood-Metal Alchemist - Golemhood
In which we amass an army of Golems

Silday 30th of Ohtamo Year of Sola 1342

The small group sat around the table. All currently being at a loose end they had run into each other at The Dragon’s Flagon – a small, but well-established local pub – and decided to grab a drink together and exchange potential job information.

As it happened there had been many rumors flying around Caradys recently. Clan Delmaer was missing an alchemist, while Clan Aquenes was missing a smuggler, and the Brelian town of Skevill was being plagued by monsters. Arakai and Lissa, being averse to violence with creatures strong than themselves quickly vetoed the plight of Skevill.

Senka shrugged and added her two coins, “It’s rarely a bad thing to gain favor with the oldest clan. Besides, this town could really use a good alchemist.”

The others quickly agreed. Sending Lumpy down to the docks with a note for Capt Elma, Senka left to pack supplies and get more information from Annuka, one of her Delmaer contacts.

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Ansday 32nd of Ohtamo Year of Sola 1342

After two days in the air The Topaz Star they reached Brelia.

Brelia is an odd place, not often do you see such a cluster of large islands that travel together so closely and regularly. The port town of Duvton, a busy town full of busy people, was their destination. Capt Elma skillfully navigated the traffic through the large dock area at the edge of the island and brought them safely into an open berth.

Over the course of the trip, the party had decided that the best route to finding Varet – the missing alchemist – would be to search out The Lady’s Storm if she was still in port. This being the ship he was supposed to have come to Duvton aboard. And so they disembarked and wended their way through the shipyard asking directions until they found her.

Arakai, taking the lead, boldly started up the lowered gangplank smiling around at everyone. A cloud-blessed woman with a missing ear stepped into her path.

“Hey now, where do you think you’re going?”

Stopping Arakai arched an eyebrow, “I have business with the Captain.”

“Uh huh…. And what’s your name?” The crewman, persisted, unimpressed.

“She doesn’t need to know my name. I am a Lantern and can do as I please.”

“Wait. You’re… You’re a Lantern? I’m sorry Your Grace, I didn’t realize. I didn’t recognize your robes." Teh woman bobbed a little bow. "Umm.. Of course… Would you like to come on board or should I bring the Captain to you?”

“Bring the Captain to me.”

“Yes, of course of course.” And with another quick bow, she hurried off below decks garnering weird looks from the other crew present.

Several minutes later the crewman returns to the deck with a muscular earth-blessed woman with quick eyes and a wide mouth. They approach the group waiting on the gangplank.

“Hello, Lantern. I am Captain Pelland. I was told you have business with me….” Her voice was laden with indifference.

“Yes, I do. Was Alchemist Varet on your boat? Do you know what happened to him?”

“Oh yes, Varet. Varet and his pet were both here. We dropped them off when we arrived 5 or 6 days ago. He went somewhere in town to wait for his connecting flight. An inn I assume."

“Would any of your crew members know which inn he went to?” Arakai pressed.

“I suspect not, there’re not that many inns here though. He’s reasonably well off so I’m assuming he’s not at one of the worse off inns. Ahh, what’s that one called….something… something Dagger is one of the better inns, though there are a couple others. I’m not too familiar with the inns in Duvton.” Capt Pellant gestured toward the town.

“Thank you for your time.”

Having waited patiently, Senka took the opportunity to ask, "“What sort of pet did Varet have with him?”

“It’s this strange creature, like…kind of like your pet there.” She pointed at Lumpy. “Although, stiffer.”

Lumpy looks surprised.

“Some sort of golem I believe, wood and metal or something. I don’t know. It didn’t talk to me."

Looking back at the town Lumpy started back down the gangplank.

“Can you give us any directions to this Dagger Inn?” Senka quickly inquired of the Captain.

“Uh, no. I’m not sure where it is. I don’t spend much time in the town. I generally stay with my ship.”

Not to be denied Arakai turned to the Lantern awed crewman, “What about you? Do you know where this Inn is located?”

“I’m afraid I can’t really help you much there Your Grace. I’m sure one of the locals can give you directions.”

Turning to follow Lumpy they head deeper into the docks in search of Dock Master Casant. Finding the rain-blessed man grumpy and overly occupied a nearby dock-hand directed them to Morgarus – the Dock Foreman – a cloud-blessed woman with bright, friendly eyes.

“Hello. Dock Foreman Morgaris? Senka asked as they approached.

“Yes, what can I do for you?”

“Do you know an inn with a name something to do with Daggers?”

“Yes, that would be The Boiling Dagger. It’s on the North side of town.” Morgaris smiled at the group.

“Did you by chance see an older CB man, come through here within the last week, would have a golem with him most likely?”

“Well now, I’ve seen a lot of old CB men, but golem… Not apart from the ones that work here loading ships. Not that I remember.”

“This man may have had some very large books with him. Does that stand out at all?” Senka continued to inquire.

“Hmmm…. No, I don’t think so. Doesn’t ring any bells.”

“Well, thank you for the directions.” Senka nodded to the woman the group continued through the docks. Asking around as they went.

Senka studying the people around them more closely was uneasy to discover that while the crowd around them seemed pleasant at first glance, and there was a watch of some sort patrolling, they were greatly outnumbered by the unsavory looking folk, and there was much whispering in the alleyways. There were also a great many people pointing or paying special attention to Lumpy, far more than even a large golem warranted. And come to think of it….

Senka turned to the group, "Lissa, I strongly recommend staying away from the Captain we talked to earlier, she was eyeing you a bit too hard and I’m not sure why.”

They eventually find a dock-hand that remembered Varet.

“Aye, the alchemist wi’ the large books. I sent him over to The Humble Sphinx. Good place if ye’ve got the coin for it.”

After getting the directions Senka looked to the group. One of their members was missing.

“Has anyone seen where Arakai got to? Lissa? Lumpy?”

Lumpy looked to Lissa and then shook his shoulders no. Lumpy them points his arm at Lissa, then points up then back down.

Lissa, taking the cue, soared up into the air above the docks, scanning the crowd with her binoculars. From this higher vantage, she quickly spots not only Arakai but the two shady men following her as well. Hurriedly descending once more she imparts the information to Senka and Lumpy, before flitting off to follow the followers. Lumpy and Senka following behind.

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Meanwhile, Arakai, realizing she has been separated from the group, is wandering through the edge of the docks looking through doors and peering into windows. Not paying attention to where she is walking Arakai turns another corner and runs into a tall, thin cloud-blessed man.

“Hey. You should watch where you’re going.” The man growls.

“Opps. Sorry.” Arakai stated distractedly.

“It’s dangerous in Duvton to be wandering alone.”

“I’ll keep that in mind next time I go out for a walk.”

Kai sensed someone has come up behind her, glancing over her shoulder she saw a short, fat cloud-blessed man. His hand on something behind his back.

Turning back to forward she starts forward to walk past the thin man. “Excuse me gentlemen, but I have places to be.”

The man smiles and puts his arm out to stop her.

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Lumpy, close enough now to see this over the thinning crowd, starts waving his arms, though it is unclear if he is waving at Arakai or trying to clear the crowd away for an easier path.

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Having turned again Arakai catches sight of Lumpy and waves in return.

“That’s my friend.” Arakai smiles smugly.

The men looked surprised. “Oh… That’s a nice… that’s a good friend. In that case, it seems like you’re safe enough as it is. You can move along.” They both step out of her way.

“Well, thank you for caring about my safety. I’ll be on my way.” Arakai quickly makes her way over to the party and hugs Lumpy.

The party, reunited, made their way to The Humble Sphinx.

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The Humble Sphinx is a well put together inn, if nothing too fancy. Outside the carved wooden sign with a bowing sphinx sways in a breeze. Upon entering the group realizes that this inn is certainly a step above the norm, with individual rooms to rent rather than communal floor sleeping. This would be a place to go for anyone with coin who wished a modicum of privacy. They wend their way to the back of the room where they can see the bar.

“Hello folks, I’m Edan the proprietor here. What can I do for you?”

Senka nodded in greeting. “I’m looking for a friend I was supposed to meet here. Older cloud-blessed gentleman, might have been carrying around some large books. I had information that he stayed here. Do you by chance remember him?”

“Ah yes, that’d be Varet. He’s here, well, he is currently staying here. He’s out at the moment, at least I think he is, I haven’t seen him in a while anyway.”

“Do you know which room was his? I’d like to wait there and meet him.” Senka smiled.

Edan raised an eyebrow. “Well now, people pay for privacy. I’m not about to just let you go into his room. I could get into a lot of trouble. But you could wait out here.”

“I appreciate the quality of the privacy here. Has anything interesting happened in your establishment recently?”

“Oh sure, there’s always interesting stuff. Just this other day, this guy came in, tall bulky earth-blessed type, and he’s a dentist. It’s crazy." Edan paused and shook his head. “We have many interesting folks, many are just interesting in forgettable ways. We did have a guy in here 5 weeks ago, spent a week here. Said he was waiting on some shipment, but seems it never showed up. Scary looking guy, but ya know, don’t tell him I said that.” Edan winked at the group. "Seemed to get angrier and angrier every day until eventually, he left. Never did find out what happened to his shipment.”

“You do seem to have some colourful clientele. Has there been anyone else here to visit Varet?”

“Umm… No. He’s only been here a couple days. 3 or 4 I think. He’s just all alone in that room. Spends a lot of time out and about. He was asking me about this golem creature I haven’t seen it, but he seems awfully concerned about it. Can I get you anything to eat or drink? We make real good stew here.”

“I would certainly like to try your stew while we wait for Varet.”

“All right, excellent. That’ll be one coin each. It’s very good stew." Edan paused as his eyes went to Lumpy, "I suppose you don’t eat much….”

Lumpy shook his shoulders no.

“And you ma’am? Would you like some stew?”


The group settles at a table to wait for Varet.

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A few hours later

A sad looking cloud-blessed man in a bright red cloak entered the Humble Sphinx. Lumpy, noticing he looks much like the description of Varet that they were given waves his arm. Noticing the golem, the man walks over to their table.


Senka gestures for the man to take a seat with them. “Hello, Varet my friend, our mutual acquaintance Annuka has been quite worried about you and sent me in search.”

“I’m sorry, Annuka?”

“From Caradys.”

“Oh Caradys, okay. One of the Delmaers I assume. I don’t know any of them too terribly well. Yes, I suppose they must be a bit concerned. What’s your name.. names?”

“My name is Senka, This is our friend Lumpy, and these ladies are Lissa and Arakai.” Senka points them out each in turn.

“I’m pleased to make your acquaintance." Varet nods pleasantly around the group. "Yes, I imagined they might send someone, though you are certainly a more impressive group than I expected. I wasn’t able to make my connecting flight. Unfortunately, Fiona has gone missing.”

“Is that the friend of yours that I have heard rumors about around the docks?”

“Yes, yes. Fiona is my assistant. Wonderful golem. She’s kinda conspicuous. Shortly after leaving The Lady’s Storm we got separated and I haven’t been able to find her since. I suspect foul play. She’s a marvelous, marvelous person. But I haven’t been contacted for any ransom or anything like that." Varet looks sadly down at his hands. "I’m sorry, but I cannot go to Caradys until Fiona is safe. Would you maybe be able to help me find her or do you wish to simply go back and inform Delmaer of the situation.”

Senka looked around at the group and considered the situation briefly. “The Clan Delmaer is very eager to have you onboard, so I suspect they would not take kindly to us abandoning you in your plight. What have you managed to find out thus far?”

“Very little. There’s all sort of unsavory types here, but not a lot of them will talk to me." Varet shook his head. "I have narrowed down that there are a few more significant crime families or organizations. The Vameli family, the Abrinul group, and.. oh what was it…. Edan, what’s the Z crime family? Zenal…? Yes, Zenal. They are the significant ones, though there are many unaffiliated hooligans. That’s basically all I’ve figured out and really, most of that was just Edan telling me.” Varet motioned toward the proprietor.

At the mention of the Abrinul Lumpy had perked up and rummaged around until he came up with the paper he had about Clan Aquenes’ missing smuggler. Ripping off the word Aquenes he handed it to Senka then took two of his loose bits of yarn and held them together.

Cocking her head Senka asked, “Clan Aquenes has a connection to the Abrinul group?”

Lumpy nodded.

“Do you know what kind of connection? Are they friendly or no?”

Lumpy paused for a moment trying to recollect, then shook his shoulders no.

“Alright, Varet. We’ll start with this and see what we can find.” Senka went to talk further with Edan while the others mingled among the other patron seeing what information they could find. Eventually, they were informed of a person that might be able to help them. Pegdus the Snitch, who just by virtue of names seemed like the kind of person to talk to.

Leaving Lissa at the Inn to watch over Varet they rest of the group ventured out to where the snitch was known to frequent.

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“Hello Pegdus. I hear you’re a person to talk to if we need information….” Senka eyes the flabby toad-like man. He had glinty eyes, that she didn’t trust.

“Aye, aye, information. I am good with information. You need to know stuff, I can help you. This is the part where you tell me what you need to know.”

“Well Pegdus," Senka drawled, "we are searching for a golem that has been sighted around Duvton recently. Would you happen to know anything about that?”

“There’s a lot of golems.”

“This one is new, and unique.”

“Ahh, new and unique. Hmmmm…. hmmmm….” Pegdus stroked his chin with one of his long, three-fingered hands, while holding the other out toward the group. Lumpy reached for some coins before realizing he had given them away. Senka reached into her pouch and handed him 1 coin.

“Yeah, I definitely know something. You’re talking about the uhh fightin’ the uh… are you talking about the one that looks like a suit of armor or the one that looks kinda like a tree with like metal plates on it?”

Senka nodded. “That would be the one. The wood and metal golem.”

Varet paused considering. “I’m gonna need a little bit more than this. You know how it is. I’ve got a family to feed… well, I’ve got myself to feed.”

Senka reached into her pouch once more and handed him 2 coins.

Pegdus pocketed the money. “Alright. Yeah, the Abrinul group picked it up a couple days ago. They saw an undefended but fairly strong golem and took it captive and you know…. I don’t know what they did with it afterwards…. All sorts of things to do with a hard working automaton like that. If you’re an interested party and you wanna you know, have a conversation about it, first of all, none of this came from me…”

Senka nodded again. “Of course not.”

“I’ve got a reputation to uphold. You’ll probably want to look, there’s an entrance down by the docks. You go out and then down, and then in, there is a hole on the outside of the docks you can go into. You can miss it, but it’s right across from The Scrawny Sage. Yeah… Just go straight out to the edge and then there will be like a little stairway down and you can go in that way I think. Not that… I’m sure you wouldn’t want to go there. I mean, I’ve certainly never been there and I have no idea, but if someone were to go there they’d probably find some friendly Abrimulizians.”

“Well, this is quite, quite the information. Have you heard any other rumors about this golem?”

Pegdus rolled his eyes. “No. I mean, I could make something up….”

“Thank you for this information Pegdus.” Senka reached back into her pouch and gave him a glass pebble.

“Oh! This looks fancy. Probably worth quite a lot. I appreciate it very much.” He slipped it into a pocket. “I’ll be seeing you. And remember none of this came from me.”

Senka nodded in his direction and turned back toward the docks.

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Spotting The Scrawny Sage the group started walking along the island’s edge nearby until they came across a small, partially hidden set of stairs that led down over the edge. Lumpy positioning himself in front, with Arakai following after and Senka watching their backs started down the stairs. After a few steps, the island is suddenly plunged into night, as capricious Sola is want to do. Removing her cloak from over the top of Mote’s lantern Arakai provided them just enough light to safely navigate down the rest of the narrow stairs.

At the bottom, there is a wooden door set into the stone of the island. It has no handle or visible hinges. Senka squeezed her way forward and knocked on the door.

“What’s the password?” … “What’s the password?”

Senka paused. “Password?”

Lumpy made punching motions inquiring if he should try to knock the door down, but Senka motioned him back. No need to make enemies yet.

“There’s a password?”

“Go away!”

Arakai decided it was time to interject. “Is the password Go Away?”


“Are you suuuure?”


Arakai scowls at the door.

“If you let me in I can make it worth your while…. I can give you some gold.”

“I do like gold. Slide a couple coins under and we’ll see what we can do.”

Arakai pulled out two coins and slid them beneath the door and there is a muted rustling as the man picks them up.

“Ahh. This is a little light… I was thinking more like 10.”

Arakai sighs and slides 8 more coins under the door. More rustling and the door slowly opens onto a roughly carved hallway or tunnel.

From behind the door, they hear, “Man, it sure would be unfortunate if someone were to walk in while I get a bit of fresh air….”

Not giving the door a chance to close again Lumpy pushes through, followed closely be Senka and Arakai who is pulling her cloak back overMote. Noticing as she does that he has picked up 3 gold, which she takes and pockets.

The party continues down the twists and turns of the hallway, until rounding a final bend they see that it opens onto a larger room with stairs down off to one side. There are muffled voices coming from the balcony area. Lumpy and Senka walk into the room as if they belong there, while Arakai hangs back in the hall to watch.

In the room, there is a group of five men sitting around a table playing cards, several cages filled with golems of different sorts and one free wooden golem standing in a corner nearby.

Senka walks casually up to the group of men.“Hello, gents. What are you playing?”

Startled the men look up from their game. “Who… who are you? How did you get in here?”

“Came in through the door, just like anybody else.”

“Nobody else is supposed to be in here. What are you doing here?”

Senka half shrugged. “Just lookin’ around, sayin’ hi.”

“Listen, nobody just looks around. What’s this about? You a buyer?”

“I might be. What’s for sale.”

“Okay… You’re not a buyer. Are you supposed to be in here?”

“Would I be able to get in here, if I wasn’t supposed to be here?”

“Probably. Elombe’s kind of terrible.”

Senka decided it was time to redirect the conversation. “That’s a mighty fine golem you have standing over there in the corner.”

“Yeah. And you’d best explain what you’re doing if you don’t want to have a more personal encounter.”

“Well, you see, I’ve been looking for another golem.”

“Uhuh. Okay, good. Now we’re getting somewhere.”

“I heard there might be one of interest here.”

“Come one. You don’t need to play so coy, okay. You have the money?”

“I have money.”

“Just some off the street? You didn’t arrange this with anyone? There’s proper channels to go through. Whatever. Been hard to find one… this creature.. the newer one, is a bit too wimpy for most people’s taste. How much did we think? … Was it 500 coin? Yes, 500 for this most recent acquisition.” “Yeah. 500 coin and we’ve got a golem for you. It’s not the best, it’s pretty crappy in fact, but you’re coming in without an appt and without going through the proper channels. It’s the best we can do. Of course, if you’re looking for a trade….?”

Lumpy shift his stance trying to look completely busted and worthless.

“Now I heard from Capt Pellant that you guys were might be a bit more accommodating.”


“Capt Pellant.”

“From who?”

“You’re not familiar with Capt Pellant?”

“No. There’s a lot of captains.”
Senka Shrugged and started walking away from the men and towards the caged golems.

“Listen. If you’re not gonna buy you need to leave. If you’re gonna get violent it’s not gonna end well.”

Senka ignored them.

“Have a nice day.”

Lumpy followed after her.

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Back in the hallway, Arakai leans a bit further out of the hallway to assess the situation. As she scans the scene, she notes a key ring on the table the men had been sitting at. Judging the risk too great to retrieve the key herself Arakai gently removes Mote from his lantern.

Holding Mote up close to her face Arakai whispers, “Mote, I need you to fetch the key ring from the table.”

Mote bobbles reluctantly. She had taken the last shiny he had picked up away from him.


Mote stays bobbing in her hand.

“I’ll give you your coins back.”

Mote hesitates a moment longer before darting off into the corner and slowly making his way across the ceiling toward the table.

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Ever wary of Mote, Lumpy immediately notices the little glowing ball, however, this time he does seem to be trying to help. Quickly making a decision, Lumpy started flailing his arms around wildly to keep the men’s’ attention focused in their direction.

“Hey! Hey! None of that! Come on, take care of your pet. Get it under control.” One of the men shouts.

Senka turned and raised an eyebrow. “My pet? He’s not my pet.”

“Whatever it is to you, your pet, your appliance, your boyfriend… Get it under control.” The men start reaching toward weapons.

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Mote reaches the table and silently picks up the key ring and begins retracing his path back to Arakai.

Once Lumpy sees he is safely almost back to Arakai he stops flailing and turns back to Senka.

A sudden jingling fills the air as Arakai steps into the room and lofts the keys toward Senka. Confused, but now on alert, the men began to looks around.

“Hey! Hey! How’d you?! There’s another?”

Arakai, seeing Senka catch the key, turns and heads back out to the door, her work complete.

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Taking advantage of the men’s distraction, Senka begins sprinting toward the nearest golem cage. Upon reaching the cage she unlocked the door for the large, stony golem. It lumbers into a standing position and heads toward the now open door.

“Help us and you can go free.” Senka nods to the golem before running off toward the next cage.

Lumpy, in full defensive mode, puts himself between Senka and the now approaching men and Wooden Golem. The Wooden Golem charges at Lumpy and they lock arms. Using the other golem’s momentum again them Lumpy continues the turn and throws the Wooden Golem into the path of the men causing them to trip or stumble and giving Senka time to reach the second cage.

This cage holds a golem that appears to be made from continually dripping ice. Senka repeats her previous plea before unlocking the cage and heading towards Fiona.

Senka reaches the dejected looking Fiona’s cage and begins unlocking it. “Hello, Fiona. We’re here to get you back to Varet.”

At this news, Fiona perks up significantly and quickly exits the cage to join the others.

The five men and Wooden Golem are now facing 3 freed golems and Lumpy and seem to be at a standstill.

Senka continues around the room unlocking the other cages until all the golems are free. Training the lumbering golems behind her Senka walks back to face the men.

“Now, are you going to let us go or are we going to have to take care of you?” Senka cocks an eyebrow.

“This is theft you know….”

“Is it really any different than what you did in the first place?”

“I mean, we didn’t steal anything. Whatever. There’s not anything we can really do about it. Just tell me… what’s your name?”

“You don’t need to know my name, but since we can’t have you following us or running off to tell others, why don’t you go stand in that cage.” Senka gestures to the nearest cage.

“Wha.. what, no. That’s ridiculous. We’re not going to follow you, you’ve got like 20 golems or something. Whatever. That’s not necessary.”

“Do I need to have the golems put you in the cage?”

“Fine, whatever.” The men and Wooden Golem slowly shuffle over into the cage and Senka locks them in.

The much larger group proceeds out the way they came. At the doorway, Senka pauses to address the freed golems, “Do you want to stay here or come with us?”

Though none of them speak, they all indicate that they are happy to join their rescuers.

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They dropped the newly acquired golems off at The Topaz Star with a very surprised Capt Elma, then proceeded back to The Humble Sphinx to retrieve Lissa and Varet.

Back on the ship Varet is overjoyed to be reunited with Fiona.“Oh! I missed you so much. I’m so glad you’re safe.”

He turned to Senka. “Fiona is such a spectacular assistant she goes around on the underside of all sorts of islands and picks flowers and herbs for me. I really couldn’t function without her. And of course, she’s my best friend.”

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Upon their return to Caradys, Clan Delmaer is pleased and compensates the group handsomely for their efforts.

Though less known, Clan Aquenes is much less pleased with the outcome.

Adventure Two: Yuka-Aloran - Spirit Detected
In which Aloran gets spirit raped and we kidnap Monkey-penguins

Temerday 5th of Ohtamo Year of Sola 1342

The spirits were calling Aloran. To be fair, they rarely stopped these days, but this was different somehow. It was much fainter than usual and in a language he didn’t understand. Never one to ignore the spirits, he headed down to the docks to what captains were available.

As luck would have it, the Vermilion Dream was back on Caradys. As Aloran neared the vessel he found Lumpy, the resident Yarn Golem, headed the same direction. After, exchanging the usual pleasantries and hearing that there may be adventure afoot, Lumpy left to hunt up some of their other common companions while Aloran continued to the ship to persuade Red.

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Milday 7th of Ohtamo Year of Sola 1342

It was well into the later half of their second day aboard ship when they drew near to the small out of the way island. Small as it was it was an impressive sight. The island appeared to be composed of bunches of hexagonal stone columns with the top covered in a thick blanket of snow, the storm still ongoing; while the bottom had sparse vegetation and a proliferate amount of odd creatures appearing as some sort of monkey-penguin cross breed.

As they circled looking for a good place to land, Beryl scanned the island and storm with her suit in anticipation. She feared her suit would not function well for long in the cold. Surprisingly, the storm was unnatural and hadn’t been going for long. At least that’s how it appeared based on the contents of the snow buried crates she located in her scans.

More interesting than the crates was the scan that showed a hollow section within the island of an uncertain structure.

Finding a decent landing place with access to the underside, Red – never one to pass on a potentially lucrative opportunity – commanded her crew to dig up the crates and capture some of the creatures. While the rest of them headed inland to try and discover the source of Aloran’s voices which since arriving at the island had fallen strangely silent.

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Aloran quickly succumbed to the cold temperatures and was relegated to being carried by Lumpy to keep him out of the snow.

Beryl was in the lead scanning for pitfalls and other dangers with Lumpy and Senka close behind. Red brought up the rear at a bit of a distance.


The party jumps and turns just in time to see a giant Yeti type creature take a swing at Red and send her flying through the air to land 15ft away with a thud and a whoosh of air as the breath left her lungs. Stalking forward it narrowed its sights on Aloran and took another swing. Lumpy turned protectively shielding Aloran, the yeti’s blow ripped a chunk of yarn out of his upper arm.

“Lumpy, set me down.” Aloran requested urgently.

As he turned further to set Aloran down out of harm’s way Lumpy discovered that his dampened yarn had partially stuck to the cold ground.

Springing into action Senka dashed around the yeti and straight behind its legs dodging a swing of its large arms as she went. Pulling her knife Senka slashed fiercely at the back of the creature’s knee; pushing through the thick fur there was a gout of black blood.

As Aloran attempts to help Lumpy unstick himself from the ground, Beryl begins to maneuver around for a clear shot with her Energy cannon. Finding a good position she fires and hits the yeti in the side of its torso.

Finally having regained her breath, Red sits up only to be slammed back into the ground by a bolt of energy hitting her shoulder. As she sits up once again, Red looses a stream of invective, impressive even for a sailor, and rises to her feet.


As the Yeti bellowed in anger, the snow beneath Aloran began to give way. Lumpy grabs at him frantically and manages to haul him to safety as a dark crevice opened where Aloran had previously stood.

Still swearing in a constant stream Red jerked her pistol free and fired a solid shot hitting the creatures cheek, reholstered the gun and pulled out her rapier before heading toward the beast.

Truely enraged now, the yeti begins flailing around wildly, determined to be rid of the source of its irritation.

Nimbly dodging around several kicks of its legs Senka spots one of its arms swinging around; knowing she will not be able to evade this one braces herself for the jarring impact and is tossed 20ft up the slope.

Lumpy, irked by the damage being done to his friends, gently tosses Aloran uphill to safety. Turning back just in time to see the creature disappear into the nearby snowbank.

Stunned, Beryl runs over to the site to see the mound of snow undisturbed but for a streak of bubbling black blood. Scanning the mound with her sensors produces no different findings. Just snow. Suddenly she felt a hand grip her suited leg and the Yeti appeared back out of the snow swung her around and threw her away. Beryl landed hard and winced at the telltale crunch of mechanical damage.

Looking around at his now scattered friends Lumpy charged the yeti and took a flying leap, determined to keep its attention on him. He feels the creature’s claws dig into his sides, but he has an equally good grip on the yeti’s fur, for the moment at least.

Red, having increased her speed at the reappearance of the yeti, rushed in and with a rage fueled jump, thrust her sword through the yeti’s brain.

Sensing the spirit begin to leave the creature Aloran pulls out a totem and dances, chanting.

“Vinaquirem gadurm du qaziem,
moiparran vinaquirem sular.
Vinaquirem norn tagolann nal kalipar."

The yeti’s spirit was drawn into the totem and Aloran felt warmer just for having it.

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The party regrouped to examine the scene of the fight. Beryl shines her suit light down the crevice, but it is too deep for the small light to illuminate much.

“I’m going to jump down,” Beryl decides, “we need to know what’s down there.”

“Wait! Beryl, we have rope.” Aloran called over after briefly consulting with Red.

“I’ll climb down,” Senka offers, unfazed by the holes darkness.

Red pulls out the rope and it is decided that being the largest Lumpy will hold it. Beryl jump from the edge and glides to the bottom, followed more slowly by Senka on the rope.

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At the bottom Beryl looked around spotting a pole sticking from the ground she began brushing off the surrounding snow, revealing a level and a door below them that it apparently was meant to open.

As Senka reached the ground, she kept a hold of the rope and watched the floor split open revealing a hallway below. Without hesitation, Beryl jumped down, while Senka shouted their findings to the group waiting above, and followed Beryl through the opening.

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After searching for a rock to tie off the rope too and finding none, the gauge the Yeti heavy enough to support their weight and tied the rope off to its body and descended into the hallway.

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At the end of the hallway, Beryl finds another lever and door. Pulling the lever, the door slides open slowly revealing a continuance of the hallway. This section, however, was crisscrossed with lasers. There were enough gaps that the smaller people of the group may be able to traverse it, but it would be risky.

As they pondered how to get through to the other lever, Senka remembered the pouch at her belt and withdrew a handful of glass pebbles; she had collected them with the intention of selling them at market but had decided to grab them on a whim while packing for the trip. Crouching down next to the nearest beam she carefully grasped one of the pebbled and slid it down in front. The laser hit the glass and was redirected, thankfully not into her companions, but the pebble would not stay in place on its own.

Red seeing the half-successful attempt at getting them through the hall rummaged in her gear and produced some sticky gum from the Duc Tree. Splitting the supplies the party made slow but steady progress through to the door at the other end.

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As the door slid open, a cacophony erupted inside Aloran’s head. This is where the spirits were calling from.

Inside the room, there was a shimmering yellow field of energy, behind which was a bank of mechanical controls and the prone body of an elderly cloud-blessed woman.

As Aloran settles in to try and communicate with the spirits and find out what happened here, Beryl goes over to examine the machine as much as her damaged sensors will allow.

There were about a dozen spirits, one much more powerful than all the others; they projected great excitement at the appearance of Aloran. The lady had been collecting them for years and siphoning their energy. She lured them in and trapped them, but the trap overloaded and she was electrocuted as she attempted to shut it down. They would very much like to be set free.

Lumpy was greatly unsettled by the room and kept close to Red and she searched the rooms for plunder.

Beryl’s examination of the machine finds that it is critically overloaded and likely causing the storm above, but she sees no way for it to be turned off from this room as the controls which would turn it off are too dangerous to touch.

After a curious glance at Aloran, Senka walks over and examines the body of the woman on the floor, dead by electrocution. She searches her clothing and comes up with a surprising amount of coin – which she stashes in her now empty pouch for the time being – and an odd cylindrical mechanical device a bit longer than her hand. Not sure of its purpose, but figuring it may be important given the other mechanics of the room Senka stands up and hands it over to Beryl for inspection.

Upon examination, Beryl discovers that the device can be used to communicate wirelessly with nearby electronics and given a few minutes she should be able to disable the spirit machine with it.

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There is a mechanical whooshing sound and the energy field dissipates. Aloran feels the spirits hastily disperse…. Except for the powerful one, it continues to linger.

“What else can I do?” Aloran inquires seemingly to the air.

“These lesser creatures have no sense of gratitude, but I am grateful you have heard my call and I feel that I must repay this.”

“I was happy to help, but Beryl did most of the heavy lifting.”

“But you are the one that can make use of my power…. Do you have something that can hold me.”

“I do, I would have to release the snowman…”

“No, no. Those will not do.”

“Can I make you a new totem or do you need to be in something more lively?”

“I suspect such totem is beyond your skill. However, I could bind myself to your body, for a time.”

Aloran was startled, “Hmm…." This must be a truly powerful spirit to need a human host. More worrisome was the usual fate of spirit totems.

“Will my body be destroyed when I release you as my regular totems are?”

“No, but it may affect you in other ways while you contain my power.”

“Can you tell me any more about yourself, where you came from before you were trapped here?”

“I am Senu-Yuka, The First Storm. I have been for ages and I was here and I was drawn in by the plight of these lesser creatures, and I too was ensnared”

“I will let you come with me…. I mean, I willing submit to your influence over my body."

“It is decided.”

Aloran shivered with the influx of power as Senu-Yuka entered him.

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Red and Lumpy wander back around to the spirit room to see the energy field is down and Beryl and Senka watching Aloran with looks of confusion and curiosity respectively.

“Well, are we done here?”

Still shaken Aloran nods in affirmative and they all head back out the way they came. Beryl taking a moment to disable the lasers with the device.

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Regaining the surface, Red reclaims her rope from the Yeti. Aloran notices that the blood still leaking from various wounds seems to be odd. “Senka, you looked at the blood earlier. Do you think it would be of value to collect any? Does anyone have something to hold it in?”

“Well, it’s black blood so likely poisonous or toxic somehow. Which would be valuable to certain buyers.”

Red once more rummaging in her gear manages to produce three glass vials to hold the blood, which Aloran quickly fills.

The rest of the walk back to the Vermillion Dream was uneventful. The crew hand managed to load the scavenged crates on board and catch several of the monkey-penguins by the time they arrived.

Taking command, Red got them in the sky once more and turned the prow back toward Caradys.

Adventure One: Attack on The Triton
In which we learn it is a bad idea to kill the pilot

Temerday 40th of Isallin Year of Sola 1342

It was chill and lightly breezy as the party laid in wait, hidden amongst the rocks on the cliff. They had been holed up on this gods-forsaken, tiny island for hours longer than anticipated. Lissa had come to them days previous with an interesting proposition for plunder. For some, the interest lay in the prospect of rich loot; for others, it was the promise of the new shiny machinery that had been seen being loaded aboard. For Senka, well, she had an issue to settle with the Captain.

Gear had been prepped, pick up had been arranged, and so they waited.

Finally, The Triton glided into view around the side of the island, lower than they had been hoping, but at least it was still beneath them. Hyper as always, Lissa jumped up tugging on Beryl’s hand.

“Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!” Lissa squeaked in excitement. She tugged on each person as she floated past reiterating the demand until she drifted over the cliff edge toward the ship. Beryl following close behind.

Taking a moment to assess the situation below, Bhilu noted the patchy clouds below and opted to use them like steps down to the ship with Senka hopping on her board and following close after. Klem, in an unusual bout of cautiousness, held back viewing the scene from the edge of the island.

Lissa, being the first off the island, made it over to The Triton first landing unseen among the rigging. Beryl gliding to the ship in her mech suit landed heavily near mid ship. The impact of the landing alerting the crewmen of her presence; they turned as one to face her.

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Bhilu leapt from cloud to cloud descending toward the ship, making a final jump onto the side of the ship. Clinging to the side as only she could, Bhilu started making her way around The Triton looking for a window to slip in through.

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Surfing through the clouds Senka was making her way towards the ship atop her board when shot pellets burst through the clouds narrowly missing her. Quickly deciding to head straight towards the nearest part of the ship she descended straight into the next volley. Taking the brunt of it with her board she landed heavily on the crewman manning the gun.

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Above the ship, Klem begins chanting as he opens one of his Hexed Canopic Jars, from which a Zombie emerges. Climbing into the Zombie’s arms Klem instructs it to jump down to the stern of the ship. Falling with a force that only the Earth-blessed can achieve.

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The cloud-blessed nearest to Beryl raises a glowing hand preparing to attack. Shocked, by this turn of events Beryl takes aim and fires her energy cannon, but only grazes him as Klem lands on the upper deck with a loud thump. The injured crewman appears eerily unfazed by the wound and turns toward the noise in sync with the others.

As he stands and repairs his Zombie, Klem notes the strange behavior of the crew. While not of necromantic origins it is obvious to him that there is some other force in control of their brains.

“Do not harm the crew, they are being controlled,” he shouts down to the others, “Look for a magician or some controlling device!”

Quickly, while the crew is still distracted by Klem, Senka walks up and punches the cloud-blessed with the glowing hand in the back of his head. As he crumples to the deck, unconscious, the power in his hand dissipates with a wisp of smoke.

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Lissa taking advantage of the distraction slips through a small door to below deck. She is immediately brought up short running into another crewman. Seeing the small jelly he prepares to throw his net only to have her dart quickly between his legs and down the stairs hiding behind the first crate big enough to conceal her. The cloud-blessed turns to follow.

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Back on deck, Klem is surrounded by the pilot and several other mindless crewmembers. Commanding his Zombie to fight them Klem heads below deck

The remaining crewman on the mid deck raises a dagger and runs towards Beryl. Beryl quickly raises her suit’s pincers and severs the arm holding the dagger. Momentum continues carrying the man into Beryl blood spurting all over her suit.

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Klem heads through the same door Lissa slipped through and on seeing the crewman drops into a slide about as well as a falling brick. Taking advantage of his prone form the crewman throws his weighted net over Klem pinning him to the floor.

Seeing Klem go down Lissa takes aim with her bow from behind the crates and shoots the crewman in the shoulder blade, then quickly moves to a new hiding place, distracting the man back to his previous search.

Slowly working his hands together, Klem slits his palm while muttering under his breath, casting a curse to cloud the man’s sight.

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Senka, noting that all members of the crew that were an immediate danger have been dealt with heads below deck intent on finding the Captain and figuring out what was going on with the crew. However, upon seeing Klem entangled at the bottom of the stairs she changes direction, pulling out her knife to cut him loose.

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Beryl, not liking the look of the crewmen left fighting Klem’s Zombie, fires her energy cannon at them killing all including the pilot. Then heads below deck to find the shiny machinery.

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Around the stern of the ship, there is a small balcony and a glass door with a few more of the small windows. Peeking through the glass Bhilu sees two people, a tall rain-blessed woman with a very large hat and a smaller bronze skinned, earth-blessed man with a slightly smaller hat that appeared to be having an argument. Bhilu pulled back from the window to contemplate her options.

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Climbing back up the stairs Senka heads toward the sounds of muffled voices. As she gets closer she hears a few broken phrases.

“…didn’t know there would be side effects…”
“…we need it to stay in the air…”

Pausing to listen at the door and try to discern what exactly the argument is about, the woman suddenly hears rapid footsteps and the door opens inward tumbling her to the floor and bringing Captain Linarin and her First Mate up short.

Rolling to her feet Senka glares at the Captain. “What is going on with your crew?”
“I think the better question here, is what are you doing on my ship Senka?”

As Senka continues to glare there is a sudden whooshing sound as a strong draft enters the room along with Bhilu. Captain Linarin and FM Harun both turn and are surprised to find yet another intruder.

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Upon entering the door to the decks, Beryl espies both the confrontation in the Captain’s Quarters and the crew member stumbling around the deck below. Quickly deciding that Bhilu and Senka are more than capable of handling two people themselves, she descends the stairs to the hold.

Confronting the mostly blind crewman Beryl raises her suits pincer and cuts him in two. Assessing that everyone is now safe she briefly heads back on deck to make sure the ship is not in any immediate danger of crashing.

Freed of the threat from the crewman Lissa floats around the hold looking for any indication of where the shiny equipment might be.

Klem, meanwhile, calls his Zombie down to join him and makes quick work of splitting open the skull of the recently deceased and devouring the brain it contained with the help of his Zombie.

The crewman is helping to carry heavy machinery below deck. All the way down to the lower hold. He has no idea what it is for or how it works. Others are putting the machine together in the hold.

Lissa doing her best to ignore the awful sounds coming from Klem’s direction has found a dark staircase wafting warm air. Wanting to explore, but afraid of more hostile crew members she decides to go find anther person – other than Klem – to help her explore.

Beryl returns to the upper hold just in time to meet Lissa at the stairs.

“Come on! I found some stairs down! But it’s dark and I don’t want to explore alone….”

Having come out of his trance-like state and overhearing the comment Klem interjects with the information he gleaned from the crewman’s brain about the location of the machine they are searching for.

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The further down the dark staircase the trio progressed the warmer it became until it was downright sweltering.

Now, normally airships are powered by floating crystals that have been found to have similar properties to the sky islands, and while this ship had them, the hold was mostly filled with a large mechanical machine. The machine that Klem had seen being assembled through the brain of the crewmember. Everything was covered in a layer of what appeared to be fine. red dust.

Fascinated by the machine Beryl immediately began examining it with her scanners; while Lissa circled from a distance hesitant to get too close to the machine even as shiny as it was.

Klem, left to his own devices and seeing that there was nothing else of interest in the hold headed back toward the upper hold.

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As if by reflex Harun started reaching for the weapon at his side.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Bhilu threatened, pulling out her spear and leveling it at the man.

Taking advantage of their distraction Senka pulled her daggers pulsing her electricity through them until they were glowing. Prodding one towards the Captains back as she attempted to step back.

Bhilu continued, “Now let’s have your weapons off you.”

“Now, I’m sure we can all just put our weapons away and have a civilized conversation here,” The Captain stated smoothly, with a pointed glance toward Senka.

“Sure, you just hand over your weapons and I can put mine away.” Bhilu gestured to the mate with her spear. With a glance at the captain, he reluctantly took off his weapon belt and handed it over.

Taking the gun belt Bhilu gestured him toward the nearby closet. “In you go.”

Bhilu secures the Mate in the closet pushing a heavy desk in front of it to keep him trapped and begins exploring the room for valuables, while Senka patted down Captain Linarin for possibly hidden weapons before questioning her further about the ship.

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Suddenly, the ship listed dramatically to port. The table slid away from the closet slamming into Bhilu, who just managed to maintain her balance and not get pinned against the wall. However, the impact sent drawers flying open and expelling their fragile contents onto the floor.

As the desk moved the door of the closet burst open and Harun slid out immediately scrambling towards the door, muttering.

“What in Sola’s name is that pilot doing‽”

Senka looks to the Mate briefly before deciding that the Captain poses the bigger threat currently and delivers a punch, hearing the satisfying crunch of bone and cartilage breaking.

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As the ship lists the Zombie is unable to maintain its balance and slides toward the wall. Klem following discovers a door.

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In the bowels of The Triton gear grind and the heat intensifies.

“What is the pilot doing?” Lissa questioned in alarm.

“Oh, Shit!…. He’s dead. I killed him,” Beryl exclaimed. “There isn’t anyone flying the ship.”

As the ship rights itself, the gears grind harder and some begin stopping. The ship starts to shudder sporadically with the strain.

Lissa immediately leaves the room to find someone to tell that there is no pilot, while Beryl taking note of the stress on the engine begins scanning to see if there is any hope of repairing it.

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“Tie up the captain,” Senka shouts to Bhilu as she sprints out of the room after the escaped Mate, up onto the upper deck. Upon seeing the bodies all around and that Harun is now occupied attempting to steer the shuddering ship heads down to see if the others are okay.

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Klem enters the door onto the galley. At one end there is a pile of pans and other kitchen accouterments with legs visible underneath. With assistance from his Zombie, Klem cleared the detritus enough to see that it was, in fact, his old childhood friend Randy, the ships cook, knocked unconscious. Wasting no time Klem cuts open Randy’s skull and consumed his brain….

Randy was making dinner for the crew. Standard galley fare. Nothing fancy. He also prepared a large bowl of old, rotting meats. He wasn’t sure why, but it was to be fed to something in the engine.

Also his much-coveted recipe for quiche.

Lissa made it to the door of the room at about this time, made a disgusted sound, utterly ignored by Klem, and turned to look for someone else. Before she got very far from the door Senka came jogging into view.

“Is everyone down here alright?” the woman inquired.

“We’re all fine, but there’s no one flying the ship! And Klem is doing his icky thing again.” Lissa nearly shouted.

“The First Mate has the ship under control now, he’s at the helm….. Klem is doing what?”

“His icky thing! with the brain….. over there.”

Lissa pointed back through the door without looking. Before leaving to escape topside.

Senka walked over to the galley, where Klem was now engrossed in the process of making quiche.

“Klem! …. Klem!” Senka shouts trying to grab his attention. “Klem, have you found out anything about the machine?”

“Huh… oh…. it’s down that-a-way. Beryl’s down there still. And… uhh… it eats meat.”

“It what?”

“Eats meat. Rotten meat.”

“Why does it eat meat?”

“Dunno….. or Randy didn’t know.” Klem gestures over to Randy’s body while stirring his quiche. “Do you need meat? I have a body here…”

But Senka doesn’t hear the end as she was already running but upstairs to question the only living – and conscious – member of the crew remaining.

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I the hot pit of the lower hold, Beryl had come to the conclusion that the engine was now beyond repair with the little time and supplies on board. Opening a small hatch she has found it emits a low growling noise and the grinding of gears becomes worse yet along with the shudders of the ship which is now losing altitude at a noticeable rate.

The opening is small and she can’t get a decent look inside it but is just able to make out a moving figure….

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Senka rushed to the upper deck and confronted First Mate Harun. “What is going on with the crew? Why does your engine get fed meat?”

“I don’t know….. It’s some new technology. I don’t know how it works……… We didn’t know there would be side effects. We didn’t know. I tried… I tried to destroy it, but they stopped me… Probably for the best as we’d likely fall out of the sky without it. But you should really talk to the Captain… if she’s still alive….”

“Are you capable of piloting this ship?”

“More or less. Not that there seems to be much left to pilot.”

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Giving up on the engine, as well as being able to see into the engine’s inner room, as a lost cause Beryl supercharges her energy cannon and begins to try and cut open the hole wider. As the only thing of value left to her is whatever the mystery creature inside the engine is.

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Having recovered from her closer acquaintance with the desk, Bhilu was just finishing tying up the still unconscious Captain Linarin with some rope she had found in the cupboard when Senka came skidding back into the room.

Crouching in front of the Captain’s still form, Senka tapped her cheeks allowing a smidge of electricity into the touch in an attempt to bring her around.

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Egg slops out of the mixing bowl in Klem’s arms as the ship shudders and lists. Disgustedly giving up on his quiche making in these conditions, he uncorks on of his empty jars which he magics Randy into and heads out of the Galley to inform Beryl of this engine’s particular oddity.

Not much can be heard over the sound of the engine ripping itself apart as he descends the narrow stairs. At the bottom, he finds Beryl with her cannon blasting having cut about halfway into the inner room.

“Beryl! Beryl, Stop!” Klem has to shout to be heard over the noise of the gears and the violent growling.

“Stop! The engine eats meat.”

Beryl slowed and stopped her energy cannon and Klem edge carefully toward the opening, pulled out the bottle containing Randy and emptied it through the hole. The growling suddenly ceased and the shuddering of the ship became calmer.

Then came the sound of flesh ripping and noisy eating.

Beryl turned to Klem, “The engine is beyond our ability to repair in the air. The only thing worth anything on this ship is the Creature! You have to help me get it!”

Klem stepped further back from the engine so Beryl could resume cutting the hole wide enough to retrieve the creature, whatever it might be.

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Captain Linarin was starting to wake up, Senka tapped her a few more times for good measure.

“Wha…. uhh….” The Captain groaned in pain.

“What is going on with your crew members? Why does the engine get fed meat?”

“There’s…. creature…makes it go…. faster…”

How does it make the ship go faster?”

“…dunno…. don’t know the science. We were just….. transporting….”

“To where? Who’s it for?”

“Now… I can’t tell you that….” With another groan, Captain Linarin slips back into unconsciousness.

Giving the woman up as a lost cause Senka heads back towards the deck to see just how dire their situation has become.

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With a resounding BOOM, the last bit of the engine wall gave way, and a flaming canine-type creature pushed down the wall and emerged in all its glory.

Beryl’s cannon was unfortunately depleted, though the creature gave her no time to fire before breaking a hole in the side of the ship and jumping out.

The ship, which had been steadily losing altitude previously now went into free fall.

Barely looking at each other Klem and Beryl booked it towards the stairs up.

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On their frantic scramble toward the upper deck, Klem noticed Bhilu with the unconscious Captain. Still curious about the oddly controlled crew he decided he needed her brain for enlightenment.

More interested in getting off the falling ship, but feeling the need to repay Klem for attempting to help her capture the creature Beryl slices off Captain Linarin’s head so Klem can bring it with them for future consumption.

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Wasting now time now that they are once again all above deck Klem ripped the arm off his Zombie and throws it overboard, as the prearranged signal dictated.

Quickly thereafter Captain Elma of The Topaz Star came alongside. As the party started to board one by one.

Harun seeing a chance for rescue attempted to join them. Klem still on deck and deciding he could use another brain pulled his knife and started toward the mate. Seeing this, Harun ran off preferring to take his chances with the ship. Another brain not being worth the chase Klem boarded the rescue ship and they departed.

Leaving the wreck of The Triton falling through the air.

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