In some kind of tavern...Kevin is pronouncedly dissatisfied with the patron. After all, he thought he had left his life of regular dismemberment behind for a fresh new start.
"OW! You asshole! I'm the fuck out of here. Fuck improvement. Fuck you, especially. How am I going to get anything done without a fucking leg?" he says, picking up his leg and beginning to move out of the tavern.
"Thanks," he hears the patron say. For some reason, the remark fills him with foreboding.
[Patron's technique roll: 3+1]
[Kevin's dodge roll: 5+1-
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Guided by said feeling, Kevin rolls aside as some kind of liquid hits the spot where he formerly was. The floor in that spot begins to smoke and sizzle in a highly unpleasant fashion. Kevin looks back and notices the patron looking a little more dissatisfied than before as he finds a tankard to fill with the contents of the nearby barrel of alcohol, then sits down to enjoy a nice drink.
~it seems that he really does not wish you to leave, enjoyable ambiance officer! this is your chance to impress!~In one of Mothdale's mortuaries...Mark figures he had best work on these two. After all, it's the best party favor he's got. He draws his Happy-Happy and attaches it to the lumpy dolphin, who seems to calm down quite a bit and relax. Mark then places said dolphin on a slab and begins his improvements.
[Mark's medicine roll: 4]
He soon realizes there's nothing actually wrong with the dolphin - well, maybe it could use some hands and all, but that's pretty much it. So he picks up some arms and attaches them to the dolphin's flippers. After completing this rather simple operation, he removes the Happy-Happy and checks how the dolphin is functioning. The answer seems to be that it's doing great - it doesn't seem to be able to move the arms or fingers, though. Guess that's the price of being a living creature, though. The dolphin doesn't seem to mind too much, although it makes a very unpleasant grimace at Mark for a moment, then rolls off the slab. The arms don't seem to be doing it a lot of good. Hm. Mark reattaches the Happy-Happy, then removes the arms, instead fashioning two sharp hooks of bone with the tools and materials he has available. Attaching those to the dolphin's flippers instead of arms seems to work better - when the Happy-Happy is removed, the dolphin seems to appreciate the change much more, swinging its new hooks through the air in a delighted fashion.
Surprisingly, there is not a lot of blood shed in the process - the dolphins seem to not bleed all that much. Mark wonders why that might be.
~a very worthwhile addition, beautification officer! also, scott says he is slightly more happy! we believe it is because he knows of your continued existence!~A happy day all around, then.
At the top of the central tower of Mothdale...Sigmund thanks the gub for deciding that maybe leaving him chained to a pole for all eternity to do things he can't actually do might not be the best idea.
"Thank you, sir!" he says to the air.
~we shall have you sorted out soon! do not worry!~Sigmund appropriately doesn't worry, and attempts to repel air.
[Sigmund's magic roll: 4]
He thinks it worked - at least that's what it seemed like. And there was a rush of air, too. He lets the air come back, then tries it again.
[Sigmund's magic roll: 2]
This time, it doesn't work quite as well. Again, again!
[Sigmund's magic roll: 3]
He feels the air repel a little bit.
[Sigmund's magic roll: 1]
And then it comes rushing back at him in a great big gust. His eyes start to hurt a little. And just then, a group of four of the large birds flies up to him. They seem to be trying to extricate him from his chained state, and one of them appears to be carrying a key to help in this endeavor. Their beaks, however, are a bit ill-suited to this sort of thing, it seems. They do eventually free him, holding him in their rather sharp and large claws as they carry him through the air. Sigmund can't say this feels entirely safe.
~it isn't!~That's reassuring. Despite this, however, Sigmund does get somewhat safely, if uncomfortably conveyed to an area slightly to the north of the harbor, where he can see six different shipwrecks, one of which appears to have become a raging inferno. The birds quickly descend, finally dropping Sigmund softly on the ground. As Sigmund gets up, he looks around.
Scott isn't difficult to spot - he's right over by another shipwreck, seemingly concentrating.
[Scott's firestarting roll: 6]
Just then, the shipwreck he is standing next to suddenly explodes into flames, brightly burning bits of wood flying into the air as part of the deck immediately disintegrates. Scott looks quite happy about this development.
"Tell Mark I am slightly more happy, and the Artiste if he would like anything from us, we unlive to serve him," Scott says, grinning at the carnage he has caused. Sigmund guesses he's talking to the gub.
~will do!~ answers the voice in Scott's head. Scott then turns happily to the other shipwrecks.
In the ex-guard headquarters of Mothdale...Morton knows that, no matter what the state of cleaning supplies in this town is, the fate of Kevin is probably more important to worry about right now.
~Emergency? Is good jester Kevin in trouble, what's wrong? What do I need to prepare, please, let us make haste!~~oh no, he is not in too much trouble! he is merely doing a very poor job of hosting patrons at the tavern known as the ponderous tingfish! we hope the situation will improve, but it would be good to have you there regardless, to help out and so forth! you will probably need some cleaning supplies, which you can find at the tavern, and a kind, unobtrusive attitude! we hope you can manage these things in short order! we will guide you to your destination when you are ready!~Inside the Red Tower of Power...Niklas introduces himself to the bearlike person.
"NIKLAS! A Northman! I need a better body, can you give me one?""Unless you sign up with us, no."Ah. So it's one of these operations, huh?
Xanmyral, it's lately becoming a bit difficult to tell what you actually intend to do during a turn. So, to better differentiate between thoughts and actions, I'd like to ask you to bold the latter.
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