At the harbor of Mothdale...Mark decides to run interference for
Sigmund, and tries to get the little orb before the dolphin head can!
[Opposed Quickness: Mark vs. McStrange: 3 vs. 6]
Before he can even hop forward, though, the dolphin has spit out Mark's leg into the nearby canal and grabbed the shiny orb in its teeth - as the others move to attack, the dolphin rolls away and gnashes its teeth over the smooth white surface of the soul container!
[Sigmund's durability roll: 3]
It cracks very visibly, and the poor little soul of Sigmund within the sphere shrieks mentally (and thus inaudibly), fearing the new sucking holes in his home greatly as they attempt to pull his being out into the great in-between.
[Sigmund's will roll: 4]
Somehow, he is not gone yet! He feels like his position is incredibly tenuous, however, and the orb's structural integrity is in quite a bit of peril.
Morton thinks on whether it's a good idea to try and snatch the orb from the dolphin's jaws - he supposes there have been better ideas, but this one is pretty close to his original thought of disarmament.
[Stealing: Morton vs. McStrange: 4-1 vs. 6-1+
1]
[Chomp: McStrange vs. Morton: 6+1 vs. 1]
He doesn't quite manage to draw his hand back before the dolphin bites it right off, along with most of his forearm. Morton can't help but wonder if that was worth it as
Kevin throws his hat into the ring.
[Kevin vs. McStrange: 5+2 vs. 3-1]
He starts to wildly chop at the head, slicing off chunks of flesh and bone until he's fairly sure he's gotten to the brain matter, which he proceeds to chop some more. And even though this would pretty much stop any lesser undead, the dolphin - or, rather, the dolphin's jaws, for most of the rest of its head has been mutilated into unrecognizability, nevertheless continue to chomp on, harder than ever before, wood chips from Morton's former arm joining little flecks of white scrapings from the cracking orb.
It is a sad thought indeed that there are probably a lot more dolphins exactly like this one, the undead think.
At the Red Tower of Power...Niklas has a bright idea and heads off to check his own body for virginity. A few minutes later, he concludes that this body is a bit too old for it to retain any anatomical indication of virginity, and while it may technically be a virgin, he definitely has no way to tell if that's the case, so he has to err on the side of 'probably not a virgin' this time around.
After all, it rarely pays to bank on things you have no clue about.
Outside a tavinn in Blynn...Timothy feels composure coming over him slowly, but surely as Lenny reassures him.
"Yeah... I gotten losted a whiles ago an' ends up in Blynn. Been losted a real long times, not much sure where I's come from," he says, completely failing to remember the name of the place he came from,
"But I knows dat I had a friend names Mister Bob there! And 'nother one called Hansel. Hansel weared all feathery-stuff, an' Mister Bob is had lotsa scary-crows on da garden..." he then trails off. If only all that business didn't feel like it happened so many years ago!
"Dis Blynn place is seems real-nice, though," he then remembers to say,
"I's sure you does realgood job of safe-keepin' it!""Well, I'm not the only one working here. There's lots of guards here, and most of them are very good at what they do. But enough about that - sounds like you're very lost indeed, Timothy. I don't think I can guide you back to where you were from. But maybe I know somebody who can. Would you care to follow me?" Lenny asks softly, and Timothy guesses he can follow him - he seems nice, anyway. The other two guards look over at him, but don't seem to care overmuch that he seems to be leaving, and together they head out toward the center of Blynn, a walk that takes only about twenty minutes - the center of town seems very lively, absolutely bustling with activity.
"I'm going to take you over to meet my boss - he's a bit scary, but don't worry, he's actually pretty nice underneath it all. Heart of gold, really. Just don't talk back to him. Can you do that, Timothy? Can you do that for me?" he says genially.
Somewhere in Mothdale, presumably the harbor...Scott tries to illuminate his way by lighting some buildings on fire.
[Scott's firestarting roll: 3]
A nearby building starts to burn a bit. Scott can't really see how much, blinded by the light as he is. It feels rather terrible.
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