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[Tomcost]

Sigmund got impatient and told the man, as he tried to shove him off:

-Get somebody else, this bank is full of petty rich people who wouldn't mind to help you. I'm busy, and this is consuming much of my time, so let me go.

[Yoink]

Timothy cast a glance back towards his skeletal hippopanion. Hmm.
He frowned a little, then looked back to the vaguely round, empty space before him, where he imagined the unseen voices would be, were they really talking to him.

"Buuut," he said, waggling one ghostly finger in a general nowhere direction, "I dun' gots nobody to sacrifices here, does I? You's gets me backsta home an' I be sacrificin' plenty! Yep! You just gotsta meets me harfway, yes? Deals?"

>Explain to the voices that, given the lack of suitable sacrifice victims here(a hippo is not a man, and seeing as it's a skeletal one its blood can't be spilled anyway), it's only fair that they transport me back to my plane of origin that I might actually have the means to acquire them some tasty, tasty sacrifices. 

[Harry Baldman]

In the cargo hold of the shrieking ship of Shriekpot...

Niklas, about to wrap this investigation up, goes about lugging the giant clam away. But for this, he shall require help.

"Someone help me carry this."

He grabs the splotchy clam with one of his hands and Morton helps him out, grabbing the errant mollusc. Despite only having three arms to do this with, it is easy enough to lift the clam, as it is lighter than its size would suggest, very much like the other clams in the room. The two undead carry the thing out of the hold and head to the ship. They catch up with Erin, Ex-Master Scott and Evelyn easily enough, who give them slightly weird looks.

"Um, why are ya carrying a giant clam? And why does it have red splotches on it?"

Reasons, lady. Very good reasons.


In the de Jong and Associates Bank...

Sigmund tries to get rid of this pest of a man as quickly and efficiently as possible. He turns around.

"Get somebody else, this bank is full of petty rich people who wouldn't mind to help you. I'm busy, and this is consuming much of my time, so let me go."

The man looks down at his feet sadly.

"Aw, shucks. I'm sorry. I guess I'll ask someone else. Ya really can't help?"

"No."

The man sighs, turns around and heads over to the lobby. Sigmund, meanwhile, traverses the Financial Consultation department and reaches the exit. Oddly enough, it appears to be a mirrored version of the entrance lobby, a place where lots of people are gathered and seem to be discussing the deals of the day. Sigmund promptly ignores them and gets to business, leaving the bank in short order. He then tries to make his way to Gerfluski and Sons.

[Will roll: 3]

Uhm... which way was that? Did he have to turn left or right?

Which way was left, anyway? Sigmund's head is spinning a little. He wanders in what he supposes is the right direction, or at least he hopes so. It's getting a bit difficult to concentrate.


In Undefined Space...

Timothy, lacking any obvious human sacrifices, considering that the hippo doesn't count, speaks into the void. Well, it's not the void, as it is actually a bevy of spiraling, gleaming strings of exploding birds that, when viewed appropriately, seem to form insulting messages in cryptic languages.

"Buuut," he says, waggling one ghostly finger in a general nowhere direction, "I dun' gots nobody to sacrifices here, does I? You's gets me backsta home an' I be sacrificin' plenty! Yep! You just gotsta meets me harfway, yes? Deals?"

The voices don't seem to be convinced. They seem to be grumbling about something. "Misinterpretation" is a word Timothy can clearly make out. It's a big word. He can also hear something about clowns. Whether that's related, he doesn't really know.

[Xantalos]

Apparently these are the creatures. I'm going to see if they're good cooking. Did you say there was a magic ship?
Niklas grins, realizing something.
Do you know where the ghost captain is? I want to give him a shock.

[Innsmothe]

"I guess I'll figure something out."
Starts heading back to the magic ship, making sure the two of them follow.

[miauw62]

Kevin picks up one of the other clams and follows Morton and Niklas.

[Xanmyral]

"Ah, yes, as my companion said Erin, seems these are the beasts. Nice to have something go easy for once. Giant clams were all we could find down there, I think Kevin found all of them. This one was on a pile of bones, of all things. I think the captain may of been pulling us a farce with the creatures. I'm afraid I don't much know what the red splotches are, I assumed coloration of the shell."

[Tomcost]

((Finally out))

Sigmund will go to the bank, look for Scott, and, as he isn't going to be there, head back to the flying ship

[Harry Baldman]

In the streets of Shriekpot...

As Niklas follows the group, he offers an explanation for all the apparently silly things he has seen.

"Apparently these are the creatures. I'm going to see if they're good cooking. Did you say there was a magic ship?"

"Ayup. Magic ship. Really cool, apparently."

Morton joins in on the exposition, hoping to elaborate on Niklas' brief words.

"Ah, yes, as my companion said, Erin, seems these are the beasts. Nice to have something go easy for once. Giant clams were all we could find down there, I think Kevin found all of them. This one was on a pile of bones, of all things. I think the captain may of been pulling us a farce with the creatures. I'm afraid I don't much know what the red splotches are, I assumed coloration of the shell."

"Guess he was crazy or somethin'. Ya never know with ghosts."

As Niklas is allowed to think for a moment, a wicked grin clearly appears on the uncovered lower portion of his face. Danger is afoot if it wasn't already.

"Do you know where the ghost captain is? I want to give him a shock."

"Back at the captain's quarters, I'd bet. But it's probably not a good idea to shock 'im. He might react violently. Ain't that right, Evelyn?"

"Certainly. The captain is a fragile one. Cannot handle his skin being accidentally ripped off temporarily without letting loose a howl."

As Evelyn speaks, she removes the rag from her face. It seems to have a bit of blood on it.

As the group, Scott included among them, marches across town, Kevin follows closely behind, though his hands are rather lacking in clams. He blames it on the rather inconvenient weight of the things. Definitely not a thing a skeleton would be able to lift on his own. Eventually they reach the ship and see Bernie, Art and the Artiste all chilling on the dock.

"... so then I told the ghost that his mother was calling while my partner made suspicious noises from the other room. Silly thing was only about eight at the time, so he fell for it and went there. And then-"

"Hi, guys!"

"Hello, ladies and minions! We've been waiting for you for a while."

"Not too long, though."

"And moneybags didn't even get lost! A miracle, I tell you!"

Erin looks at the ship rather critically.

"So, this is our ride?"

"Sweet, eh?"

"Oh yeah. Real sweet. Don't get any sweeter than the flagship of the Black Circle of Magic."

"That is the flagship of the Black Circle of Magic?"

"Uh, yeah. The Bargain of Ages is her name, and back in school the professors of both Metamorphosis and Artifacts couldn't stop droolin' over the thing. Thing's got enchantments so complex, some people still write theses on 'em. Not to mention the freakin' materials. Don't even get me started on those."

"Don't worry, we won't."

"Still, pretty weird that they let us ride it. It's kind of meant for ranking mages to wage wars and cross dimensions, ya know, and stuff. It's certainly built for that."


Elsewhere in Shriekpot...

Sigmund tries to fight off his directional inadequacy and find a way out of this wretched maze of a town.

[Will roll: 5]

He decides to stop thinking about it so much. He shouldn't analyze. He should go. Follow directions. And this he does most admirably, reaching Gerfluski and Sons in due time. No Scott or the others in sight. Okay then! Back to the ship.

He moves through the town without too many problems by closing his eyes and thinking happy thoughts in the difficult bits, and soon enough he is at the harbor. Following that, he reaches the ship soon enough. The whole gang's here! Yay!

[Xantalos]

Go to captain. Display clam. Watch reaction.

[Innsmothe]

They must just recognise my new master's power and ability.
Scott shall place the money box at the Master's feet...or on Bernie's feet...heavily.

[Tomcost]

Sigmund came closer and greeted averyone:

-I see that all of us are here, right? Good. I guess that we have the money to pay for the trip, right?

He then sees Scott and his box.

-Well, you have everything under control here.

He then spoke to the Artiste:

-Master, while I couldn't find any money to help our cause, I found something even more important.

He then shows him the gift from the generous man:

-This medallion will keep te monsters from the Sea and the Isle away from whoever is wearing it, master. I want to give it to you, as not only my soul, but those of every person in this team depend on your person.

He then remembered that there was something for Scott too:

-Scott, there is something for you too, but it is waiting for you in the hand of the owner of the mansion in which we had that ghost incident. It turned that it was all caused because of magic, and that fellow is one of the most generous persons you will ever encounter. I got that medallion as a compensation for my bad experience there, and he is willing to compensate you too. Just remember to apologize to the butler, and I'm sure he will give you something nice.

((Sorry for all the conversation for different people))

[Xanmyral]

"A flying ship, I never thoug--" Feeling a tug on the clam, he saw Niklas trying to head back towards the ship and with him helping carry he could only go with him. "Er, sorry seems Niklas wishes to head elsewhere. We'll meet back up with you all soon!" He called out to the group.

[miauw62]

Kevin didn't want to adbandon Morton, after all, he had been by far the most friendly companion yet, so he decides to follow his partner in adventure.

[Harry Baldman]

At the Bargain of Ages...

Niklas, though firmly warned, decides to try to bring the clam to the captain anyway for giggles. Without giggles, nothing is worthwhile. Morton, though he has not the slightest inkling what Niklas intends, pauses in his appreciation of the flying ship to be dragged along by the chef.

"A flying ship, I never thoug--er, sorry, seems Niklas wishes to head elsewhere. We'll meet back up with you all soon!"

"Ya do that, guys. We'll take care of the rest."

The two clambearers, followed by a curious and curiously loyal Kevin. They reach the ship in due time, Niklas strolling up to the captain and showing him his glorious giant clam like it was his greatest treasure.

"OH MY! It's the OVERLORD! Judging by the FACT THAT YOU'RE NOT DEAD, it was PRESUMABLY DEAD WHEN YOU GOT THERE, NO?"

The captain floats up to the clam and sinks his new intangible head inside the shell. Moments later, he pulls it out.

"YEP. Thing's WASTED AWAY. Not a SMIDGEN of it LEFT! HOW HUMOROUS. And EMBARRASSING FOR ME."

The spectral armored figure starts to bob in the air and laugh manically. Moments later, he is also dancing ethereally.

"AHAHAHAHAAAH! You LOSE, you INFERNAL, BASTARDLY THINGS! My crew may HAVE DIED OF STARVATION, well, at least most of the ones who didn't TRY TO GO INTO THE HOLD, but at least they didn't DIE TO FEED YOU! And NOW YOU'RE DEAD! HOW DOES IT FEEL? Huh? HOW DOES IT FEEL!?"

He appears to be enjoying this quite a lot, launching into a song that consists of nothing but the words "you're dead!" chanted melodically.

Back at the ship, Scott deposits his box on the feet of Bernie from a height of about one meter.

[Bernie endurance roll: 5]

He doesn't look terribly impressed.

"You're lucky that didn't particularly hurt me, or I'd sure be laughing a lot more than you."

Before he can elaborate further, Sigmund appears from nowhere dramatically!

"I see that all of us are here, right? Good. I guess that we have the money to pay for the trip, right?"

He then sees Scott and his box, currently resting at Bernie's feet.

"Well, you have everything under control here."

Turning to the Artiste, he continues.

"Master, while I couldn't find any money to help our cause, I found something even more important."

He brandishes the black amulet and shows it to his master.

"This medallion will keep the monsters from the Sea and the Isle away from whoever is wearing it, master. I want to give it to you, as not only my soul, but those of every person in this team depend on your person."

The Artiste pats him on the head most approvingly.

"Good work, minion! Who's a productive minion? You are! You are!"

Sigmund turns to Scott at last, informing him of the generous offer of Gimble.

"Scott, there is something for you too, but it is waiting for you in the hand of the owner of the mansion in which we had that ghost incident. It turned that it was all caused because of magic, and that fellow is one of the most generous persons you will ever encounter. I got that medallion as a compensation for my bad experience there, and he is willing to compensate you too. Just remember to apologize to the butler, and I'm sure he will give you something nice."

Luckily, he is a vampire, so he's hardly out of breath by the time he's said all this.

"Say, Bernie, give me that box you've got."

Bernie wordlessly lifts the box, giving Scott a rather nasty look, then hands it to the master.

"Thank you kindly! So, should we wait for the others or pay right away? What do you people think? I'm rather unfamiliar with the etiquette of these things."