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[Gamerlord]

((...Parts of me wish I was back, but bigger and saner parts have clapped the other parts in irons and imprisoned them for all eternity. I think that's a good thing.))

[Tomcost]

((...Parts of me wish I was back, but bigger and saner parts have clapped the other parts in irons and imprisoned them for all eternity. I think that's a good thing.))

((Definitely. But besides Niklas' particular case, I think that not many insane stuff has happened, yet.))

[miauw62]

"So, is there anything I could do?", Kevin said to noone nobody in particular.
((I remember the last time I mispelled no one. I will not make that mistake again.))

[Xantalos]

Carry a chair out of the shop, then try to affect it. See what happens.

[Innsmothe]

Just weak. The stuff laborers drink all day to keep hydrated without having to resort to drinking water. drinking water.

[Xanmyral]

~I'm dreadfully sorry to relate that I haven't, Captain. I hadn't gotten out much I'm afraid, I was rather sheltered in both of my chances. Only now have I started to explore my surroundings, something that I wish I had done earlier.~

[Harry Baldman]

In the cargo hold of the shrieking ship...

Sigmund closes the book on divination, judging it to be pretty useless, then opens up the book of bindings.

Ah, this seems to be a spellbook rather than a manual. It contains a whole lot of binding spells, though they seem to be purely physical bindings rather than something related to the soul. Might be a nifty thing to try if he felt like it, though it would presumably require attunement and quite a lot of practice to get just right.


On the deck of the shrieking ship...

Kevin, terribly mangled, yet still too proud to beg, asks if there is some way he could make himself useful.

"So, is there anything I could do?"

The Artiste, finishing a strip of bacon, looks at him.

"Maybe you've got an idea what to call this ship? The Captain's forgotten."

"It PROBABLY wasn't a MEMORABLE NAME, anyway!"


At the Brotherhood of Fine Furniture and Other Odds and Ends...

Niklas, wondering what might be the issue, tries to remove the chairs from the area as efficiently as possible.

[Niklas strength roll: 3]

It takes about half an hour for him to do this, considering that he lacks hands and the things are damn heavy, but he manages it eventually. Now that the chairs are outside, Niklas tries to assimilate them once more. This time, it works! The five chairs regular chairs are now placed on his... shoulders, he guesses - well, now he has shoulders, anyway - and he has steel chair hands of spiky destruction as well.

This spectacle does not go quite unnoticed, Niklas observes. A few people are standing around and gawking at him, looks like.


At the Feisty Jelly...

Scott is afraid that he cannot be more specific, sadly.

"Just weak. The stuff laborers drink all day to keep hydrated without having to resort to drinking water." he says.

"So you just want some vaguely alcoholic swill? How much of it? In bulk as before, or a bit less?"


On a telepathic ship...

Morton has to admit that he's drawing a blank.

~I'm dreadfully sorry to relate that I haven't, Captain. I hadn't gotten out much I'm afraid, I was rather sheltered in both of my chances. Only now have I started to explore my surroundings, something that I wish I had done earlier.~

~Oh, you don't have to be sorry. At least you're learning something.~

[Xantalos]

((Knew it.))

Walk up to the people and ask where I can get some money.

[Innsmothe]

"A couple of pints, to go of course."

[miauw62]

((Anyone else got any ideas for what to name the ship? I'm not feeling particularly creative))

[Xantalos]

((The SS Shank of Mediocrity.))

[Xanmyral]

[If Morton was there he'd suggest Second Chance, but I think that's boring so I say go with Thunderkill Crashburn. ...Or the Blade of the Sea, if you want to be mundane.]

~Indeed, and I'll certainly be keeping my ears open, figuratively due to physical reasons, for her name. Tell me, do you know where she might be or what she might be doing? Do you think she's out there changing the world as we speak? I can only imagine she must be from what you've told me.~

[Spinal_Taper]

Darren sighed.
"Guess I have to start going eventually."
Prep some magic tricks.

[Tomcost]

Sigmund closed the book and said:

-I think that I will eventually ask for advice in these sbjects. We should not go around with something that can be really seful, as we might lose these things. I will carry them to the den.

Take the rest of divination stuff from Mark. Carry them and the books to the den and leave them there.

After that, Sigmund went to the deck to ask somethinbeg for money to the Artiste:

-Master, I know that we have been a failure, but Mark has got his limbs severed, and I need money to take him to a blacksmith to be fixed.

[miauw62]

((Second Shank it is.))
"How about the Second Shank?"