The captain and crew of the Costly Greasecaft were impressed and dismayed by our rebuke of the elder deep thing. They had been greeting their doom with chants of "ph'nglui mglaw' nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah nagl fhtagn". The seemed pacified however by the grant of their continued existence, though we certainly encountered more grateful rescuers before.
The last days of our voyage passed event-less, with the hushed murmurs of the crew becoming ever more eerie. On a bright afternoon we finally spotted the 100 cyclopses guarding the Redland District. Even with their backs turned these huge statues radiated arcane power. A chill crept across my spine considering the over land approach though the glassy gazelands, facing the burning gaze of these monsters. With that foreboding thought we docked in the busy harbor. A group of men in white robes, their faces hidden by pointy hats, watched as we docked the Costly Greasecaft. They bode us to follow them for an audience with Izundra, the Azure Lady.
Boring, Grungar and Thulsa followed the hooded henchmen. Dougal insisted on reporting the Kraken to the local harbour authority.
Dougal hurried to the harbour authority driven to save as many as he could from falling into the hungry maw of the Kraken. He fast talked his way through the queue and found himself face to face with an implacable bureaucrat. So he retrieved the appropriate forms, and filled them out in triplicate. When Dougal returned to the buerocratic lady he also noted a logical inconsistency in the structure of the forms. This triggered a reaction in her impassive face and she took him directly to see the harbormaster.
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| The Harbormaster Three of the Waterguild by our merciless DM, Luka |
Intrigued by the vessel holding the harbormaster he tried to see what lay in this magical enclosure. Her voice boomed through the audience chamber, commanding him to cease his scrying. So, without knowing whom he was addressing, Dougal reported the the Kraken and departed thanking the harbormaster for her time.
Booring, Grungar and Thulsa followed the hooded gentlemen in white through the busy harbour. They ushered the group onto a canal barge and so they floated gently through the canals of the Redland District until they reached the blue quarter. The hooded barge men guided the group down indistinct canal followed by indistinct canal finally turning down what seemed like a sewer pipe. Emerging on the other side they found themselves in a courtyard. The water here was crystal clear, only showing the blue shade of unfathomable depth. Here the hooded fellowship disembarked them. They were led to through the building to a rooftop garden. Here our bleached custodians turned us over to two female guards, dressed in practical leathers and capable of human communication.
Our new guards flanked us and ushered us to the centre of the garden. A pale woman stood in a pool here to greet us. She was Izondra, and she knew Benjamin, the hated pretender, personally. They had worked together opposing the machine gods, so she promised us a great bounty to return him to her, alive. Thulsa liked her 30,000gp reward and their religious employers seemed as fool just wanting the man executed. Did they fear he would overthrow their gods? That would be fun to see.
Izondra also knew Mephistos the demon-sorcerer from the dwarves mines. It had opposed them back during the machine war. She was dismayed that we had unleashed him upon the world. Overall she seemed a better ally than the crazy paladins of the Rainbow gods. However the mindless minions that had ushered them into the place unnerved Thulsa, so he chose to ask one of the female guards out for a drink. Freya "Old Easy" was happy to meet him at the Oyster Garden mermaid bar. Over dinner she turned out to be an honest and happy young woman who enjoyed her life and work. This further solidified Thulsa 's opinion of Izondra.
After Freya departed Thulsa rejoined the group at another table. They were planning the attack on Otto Ask and the headquarters of the green hexad. While we were arguing about how to get into the serpentine tower, a troll slammed his meaty hands on the table. "Someone better stop looking for the green hexad." He argued, followed by a threatening " That is an unheated activity." All the while spilling Ulf's beer.
In defiance Ulf demanded "Well are ye going to buy me a new beer?" The troll refused and Ulf started a barfight. Here we learned that we had been arguing with a pixy wearing a troll suit. We were also kiked out of the Oyster Garden for thoroughly wrecking the place. We found a alternative venue in a halfling orc carberet. Here we decided to attack the Villa Adrian, Otto Ask's home. We also met an odd fellow called Pal 600. He seemed very closed off and awkward. To get him to relax a bit Thulsa led him out to dance on the stage. First this terrified Pal, then he came to enjoy the applause. This seemed to instill some trust for the party in Pal and he entrusted him with his misson: to deliver a message to Zeeta Ask. This message was a gold brick inlay ed with a unique pattern. The party accepted the mission, presuming they could find Zeeta in the Villa Adriana. Because of his odd behaviour they braught Pal to Izondra: She only said this senseless phrase: "Ohh neat, a positron brain. Still functional."
With that they turned in for a nights rest, to head out to the green quarter the next morning.
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