On the Bargain of Ages...Niklas, feeling that the atmosphere on the ship is a bit too serious, tries to loosen it up by introducing cake to the equation. His cake, to be exact. He points the box at the mages in some manner, hoping for the best.
"Hey, want some cake?""No, th-"However, this was not actually a question in the strictest sense, or in fact at all, as Niklas just pushes the button on the box. As is customary with magic, there is a flash of light and a blast as Niklas flies backward into a steel wall! As he opens his eyes, he sees what the box has produced.
It is indeed a cake, he sees, though a bit of a strange one at that. Though circular in shape and mostly white in color, it is set apart by two, no, wait, three things about it. For one, the top layer of it looks like soil, and a whole lot of corn appears to be growing from it. Secondly, there is a bit of rustling inside the corn - something alive, Niklas guesses. Thirdly, there is the sound of thrashing from
inside the cake, though its firm, moist structure appears to be keeping whatever is inside fairly safe and snug for now.
As the mages look on perplexedly, a tentacle suddenly juts out of the corn, going for the hapless diviner standing next to the lieutenant!
[Grab n' Squeeze: Giant Squid vs. Diviner: 5+2 vs. 2-
1]
Well, he certainly didn't predict
that, the assembled group thinks as the tentacle quickly wraps around him and lifts him up demonstratively, squeezing a whole lot of stuffing out of him! It's a tad messy, as one might imagine, the diviner's contents splashing on the deck.
"Damn it, that was an intermediate diviner! There's so few of those around!"Kevin decides that perhaps now would be a good time to leave, quickly making his way to the gangplank, followed by the ever-polite
Morton.
"Thank you for telling us the facts Ma'am. I wish you calm seas and clear skies, as they say."And with that, he and the jester both join
Mark on the pier.
Scott, meanwhile, asks the Artiste for his preferences on further plans.
"Master... what should we do now? Should we just find another ship or risk everything by taking this one?"The Artiste views the proceedings with a critical eye.
"Now, though it may look simple to kill three mages, they are from the Black Circle of Magic, and they will probably want their flagship back if we steal it. As such, let's go with some other plan. They're a bit too formidable to mess with, not to mention really numerous. As such, let's get out of here, guys!""I thought ya'd never say that!"The Artiste's attached entourage quickly make their way off the ship, not particularly eager to stay in vicinity of a cake that dangerous. Or a cadre of angry BCM representatives, for that matter.
Sigmund, however, has time and balls for one more question, yet also sufficient wits to step back.
"As you questioned that man, do you know where can we find him? He really owes us an explanation."However, the lieutenant looks a little busy.
"Mage-hands! Lift whatever's in there right out!"[Mage-Hand 1 magic roll: 3+1]
[Mage-Hand 2 magic roll: 3+1]
As the mage-hands concentrate, a giant squid quickly rises out of the obfuscating corn, its tentacles swinging wildly as it tries to grasp for nearby terrain!
[Lieutenant magic roll: 6+1]
The lieutenant then gives the creature an intense stare, and a peculiar change seems to come over it. It slowly shifts from its natural darkish tint to a bright orange, then a light red, quickly ascending as the mages weave their magic. As soon as it reaches a respectable distance from the ground, it begins to inflate rapidly. Simultaneously, it also moves sideways for some reason, becoming ever larger and larger, like some kind of squid balloon.
"It appears our investigation will be momentarily suspended," the lieutenant remarks idly.
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