> Inky slowly approaches Master Corraidhín and taps lightly on the sleeve of his robes to get his attention. Between Inky's tugging and Jarrod's strong, steady hand, they manage to hoist the wizard to his feet.
> Inky slowly approaches Master Corraidhín and taps lightly on the
> sleeve of his robes to get his attention. Between Inky's tugging
> and Jarrod's strong, steady hand, they manage to hoist the wizard
> to his feet.
>
> With a brief glance at the hobbit on the floor then a nod to Jarrod, Inky leaves the nightclub with the wizard. The duck, having emptied the plate of corn chips in record time, follows them shortly after.
> With a brief glance at the hobbit on the floor then a nod to
> Jarrod, Inky leaves the nightclub with the wizard. The duck, having
> emptied the plate of corn chips in record time, follows them
> shortly after.
>
> The trek back to the Milk Market is mostly silent aside from the occasional mutter and stumbling curse, the mage seemingly having fallen asleep as soon as he landed on the cot in the loft. Inky retreats downstairs after leaving a jug of water, a mug and a small packet of kuding leaves beside the bed.
> The trek back to the Milk Market is mostly silent aside from the
> occasional mutter and stumbling curse, the mage seemingly having
> fallen asleep as soon as he landed on the cot in the loft. Inky
> retreats downstairs after leaving a jug of water, a mug and a small
> packet of kuding leaves beside the bed.
>
> Exiting through the back door into the night, Inky finds a dark corner in a dusty abandoned house, and cries.
> Exiting through the back door into the night, Inky finds a dark
> corner in a dusty abandoned house, and cries.
~
> " ... and then the Orc Maiden said: 'That's not my club!'"
>
> The room roars with laughter, and Jarrod moves to the bar and puts a bag of coin down. "Serve drinks until this runs out!" Leaning over the bar to the bartender, Jarrod adds in a whisper: "I owe a favour to Lucy's Basement for the trouble. Call it in when needed."
> The room roars with laughter, and Jarrod moves to the bar and puts
> a bag of coin down. "Serve drinks until this runs out!" Leaning
> over the bar to the bartender, Jarrod adds in a whisper: "I owe a
> favour to Lucy's Basement for the trouble. Call it in when needed."
>
> Jarrod saunters over to Blavin, on the floor in pain. From his pack, Jarrod retrieves a med kit and begins to bandage the wound.
> Jarrod saunters over to Blavin, on the floor in pain. From his
> pack, Jarrod retrieves a med kit and begins to bandage the wound.
>
> As Blavin opens his mouth, likely intending to raise all kinds of hell, Jarrod pulls tight on the bandage he is currently applying, drawing a curse from the hobbit. "Shut it! Let's be clear. You've hired us for a dangerous set of jobs, with the understanding that we're dangerous people. There may be 'accidents' on occasion. You've learned something today, and what's more, you lived to absorb your new wisdom."
> As Blavin opens his mouth, likely intending to raise all kinds of
> hell, Jarrod pulls tight on the bandage he is currently applying,
> drawing a curse from the hobbit. "Shut it! Let's be clear. You've
> hired us for a dangerous set of jobs, with the understanding that
> we're dangerous people. There may be 'accidents' on occasion.
> You've learned something today, and what's more, you lived to
> absorb your new wisdom."
>
> Jarrod grins as he finishes with the bandage. "We will finish what we have started. We're probably the team with the best chances, I'm sure you'll agree. Are you going to back the winning play here? Either way, your decision won't change our plans. I'm sure you know how to take the win."
> Jarrod grins as he finishes with the bandage. "We will finish what
> we have started. We're probably the team with the best chances, I'm
> sure you'll agree. Are you going to back the winning play here?
> Either way, your decision won't change our plans. I'm sure you know
> how to take the win."
>
> Jarrod pats the hobbit's good shoulder in a friendly, but dismissive, way, then turns and saunters out the door, trading small quips with his new (and now very drunk) tavern friends.
> Jarrod pats the hobbit's good shoulder in a friendly, but
> dismissive, way, then turns and saunters out the door, trading
> small quips with his new (and now very drunk) tavern friends.
You are at a small port town on the northern tip of Agendell, just
past the Rana'For Valley. The sun is bright and the wind blowing in
from the Sugrin Sea to the east is cool and salty. The floating
island-city of Vay'Neddas, bridging Agendell and Primora, can be seen
very faintly in the distance hanging in the northern sky.
Your faithful multibeast is carrying all of your supplies and gear,
which were generously provided to you by the indefatigable Blavin
Blandfoot. His arm in a sling, he kept up a constant nervous chatter
as he saw you off on your journey to recover the second Ginnarak
Crystal.
WHAT DO YOU DO
From here, you can easily provision a boat to take you out to the