Session Seven: everyone save for Beorn was badly hung over in the morning. The satyr was merciful and passed around hangover cures. The eshu produced a pair of ear plugs which he purchased in Kissingtown as a gift for the sluagh, who took them gratefully. They reduce her hearing to that of a normal human, and she intends to keep them in unless she’s working. Lady Caroline could not be roused and was tossed over the back of her horse so that the group could travel. Along the road, the satyr was knocked on the head with a falling turtle and was rendered unconscious. The group came to a huge, brilliant green tower. A sign out front read “The Chimerical Historical Society for the Protection of Traditionally Dragon Guarded Places.” It happened to be the name of the supposedly fictitious society that Calistan claimed the group represented when fast-talking the wyvern. Calistan, Cailean, and Beorn (accompanied by Polly and Tom) descended upon the tower. It contained offices, a museum, a gift shop, and a boggan who crapped himself because Beorn came in with bow drawn, ready to fight. Polly went to play in the gift shop while Calistan, Cailean, and Beorn took the tour. After the tour (during which Cailean played babysitter to keep Calistan and Beorn from trying to touch things) they went to the gift shop. In the gift shop, the group restocked their supplies. Beorn bought boots and gloves for all four knights, plus a cloak for Cailean. They headed out with clothes, weaponry, and various junk. Among the junk were many, many books about dragons, which the group picked up with the intent to go dragon-hunting. One of the books held information about the layout of a traditional dragon-guarded tower, much like the CHSPTDGP tower. The eshu set his heart on looting the place, and talked the sluagh into helping because she could squirm through the fire escape grate and unlock the door to let the eshu and satyr inside. They made off with a huge haul of jewelry, teeth, armor, clothing, and other things. Cailean went upstairs and stole the boggan’s clothing right off of his body, including a nametag which allows her to understand all languages designed to communicate. It says “STEVEN” on it. She won’t fit into the clothes, but she figures that she can use the shirt as a bra. They returned to where the troll was practicing sidhe-throwing and unloaded the loot. They had many a conversation around the fire, reading about dragons and such as they had been earlier. The group began to formulate a plan to win loot from a nearby elder dragon involving sending the sidhe to play Parcheesi with him and have tea. Cailean referred to Lady Caroline as a “fucking slut” and covered the fact that she said it out loud by coughing and chugging some brandy. The sluagh got very intoxicated. There was more sidhe-throwing to keep her from finding out what was on a scroll that Calistan was reading. The sidhe quaffed some brandy and became tipsy, but didn’t pass out like the sluagh did. Calistan and Beorn went to stay in Polly’s apartment for the night, leaving the satyr with a very tipsy Lady Caroline and an unconscious Cailean. Lady Caroline was smooth-talked by Grunk into going with him to a hot spring for the evening, where the two had sex and Lady Caroline was impregnated. The satyr played Parcheesi with Grunk’s Oliphant, Crunk. The sluagh was still unconscious.
Player’s Note: another amusing yet unproductive session. I’m elated that I still have Tom—he’s a darling little thing, plus he has the merit True Faith which could one day come in handy. I GOT TO USE SQUIRM! I GOT TO USE SQUIRM!! And the sidhe is pregnant, and the sluagh is drunk off her ass, and it turns out that the parrot doesn’t have an Ass of Holding as previously thought. My inability to botch stealth is really handy, as it allowed me to steal clothes right off of the sleeping boggan and I now have a bright green nametag reading STEVEN. I just really wish it said STEVEN DRAGON.