A Tunnels and Trolls® play-by-post adventure run by khara_khang
Shipy, Jax, Taran, Cambrea, Jack, Bela, Ebony and Lilac follow the narrow shadow-filled cobblestone streets back towards the Blue Frog Tavern. It is still hours before daylight, but the great city of a million residents never seems to sleep. Shop owners, street vendors and business people are already moving about, restocking their wares and preparing to open before the first light. Others wander the narrow streets, each out on their own business.
Everyone keeps close together as a group as they make their way. Not only is most everyone exhausted (except Cambrea, Jack and Bela), but it is the time of thugs, robbers and pick pockets, and their caution in the streets proves to be wise. As they near the Blue Frog Tavern, they hear the singing of a fat lady taking in her laundry from an upper story window. The salty smell of the Deathneal Ocean wafts in with the breeze as bothersome seagulls circle above in the darkness.
Shipy shrugs at Taran's question about finding the others. "It's a big city; where you gonna start looking first? Vegetable shops?" he responds with sarcasm. "Do you know what this means?"
"No, I don't," Taran scowls.
"Shipy, the Hobbit hero, outwits the baddies, and makes it look easy!" He laughs.
"Are you going for pity or applause?"
"Neither!"
Jax messes up Shipy's hair casually with one meaty hand before the little Hobbit can scurry out of reach.
At Bela's comment about his book and the private room, Shipy answers with a simple "uh-huh" as the group enters the Blue Frog Tavern. Most of the patrons are either asleep or passed out. The one-eyed, one-armed, one-legged bartender Lucky can be seen standing in his usual spot behind the bar cleaning a mug with his usual dirty rag. No one disagrees with the idea of a Heroes' Feast tomorrow at Ruth's.
"If any of the others come looking for us, point them to the private room in the back. Oh, and bring all of us some drinks and food... Lucky."
"Uh-huh. Who's paying?"
"Jax, of course."
"It's on its way! And if for any reason you're not satisfied with our service, I hate you."
Jack grins. "I love the private room in the back: it's a place that always erupts in an orgy of invertebrate sex."
"Oh baby! I'm there!"
"Shipy, do you even understand the word 'invertebrate'?"
"Nope, but that's not the word I'm interested in."
As they enter the private room in the back, Bela slinks down low in his chair. He has depended on his calls with magic to guide him in the past. Even if he doesn't speak of it to anyone, his calls make him feel connected and in tune within the realm he walks. His calls have brought him here for the book and for a host of other reasons. Bela knows he has felt something. A shift in time, perhaps. He felt it only for a few minutes, but now it is gone. The others take seats at a large table, with Shipy climbing onto a chair between Jax and Bela.
What do you do?
Trying his best to regain his wits from whatever caused his current predicament, Shipy Sr. stands in his cell with Kazad. He takes the time to brush off his fine silk clothing and sighs with disgust, but it is not his first acquaintance with a Khazan prison cell.
Their weapons and equipment are gone, but things are not over yet, as there still are other options to be explored, and Shipy Sr. is about to see just how well plan B will work. Reaching into his pocket, he removes a single coin. Turning it lightly in his hand, he lets the smooth, intricately designed surface of the coin slide across his fingertips as he considers it. He pickpocketed the coin earlier from Jax and knows that the Orc will not be pleased to find it missing. Of course, he never expected that he would have to use it; he intended to give it back afterwards if he hadn't. At least this is what he told himself to pad his own ego in a Robin Hood sort of way.
This night was full of surprises. Kazad, the ever silent Warrior looks at Shipy Sr. and waits, subconsciously flexing his muscles and never knowing quite what the elder Hobbit is up to. But his job is not to question why. His eyes scan the cell like a black panther, a predator with whom he shares many qualities. Only his instincts keep his viciousness in check. His silent thoughts are broken as Shipy Sr. finally speaks. "You okay?" Kazad nods.
A few cells down, Quickly can be heard shouting. Shipy Sr. takes a deep breath and asks for aid from Jax's platinum Lerotra'hh favor coin. The coin disappears.
A moment later, Kazad and Shipy Sr. reappear backwards in time on the foggy streets of Khazan at the exact moment of their disappearance. Both give a sigh of relief and then they hurry away as fast as they can, using their street smarts to lose any possible pursuers.
Trying his best to follow Kazad and Shipy Sr., [Jay] nevertheless loses them among the wagons and other people moving about in the fog. Jay isn't able to keep the pair in sight among the foggy streets of Khazan. He considers the use of his Cat's Eyes spell, but the fog would render it ineffectual. His second option, Oh There It Is, only has a range of 10 feet.
Lastly, Jay reaches for his silver Lerotra'hh favor coin from Jax, but he remembers that it is gone. As he stands there in the fog, the memories of its use, the sergeant, and the court room all flood back to him. Shipy Sr. and Kazad have made their escape.
A short time later, after realizing that his continued hunt for Kazad and Shipy Sr. is a lost cause, Jay returns to the alley, but Quickly and Olvarin are not there; rather, he finds a few Khazan guards. He returns with them to the guard station, and after a lot of explaining, Jay convinces them to release Quickly and Olvarin from custody. With little choice left, the trio heads back to the Blue Frog Tavern to find the others.
Quickly and Olvarin found no avenue of escape while they were being held within the cell, and they seem to have been ignored regardless of how much they shouted or protested. When they are released, all of their equipment is returned to them, and not much is said to them.
What do you do?
[Group merge:
A relieved and hoarse Fairy greets Jay with a croak. "Jay! Hi Jay! Thanks. You won't believe the lousy service in that joint. You can bet they'll never get my custom again... hurk. Where to? Tavern? Good. Tea? Maybe some honey?"
Shipy Sr. takes a deep breath and asks for aid from Jax's platinum Lerotra'hh favor coin. The coin disappears.
There goes my great souvenier, souveneir, sovenier, suvenier, soo-ven-eer... memento. (Souvenir)
Lastly, Jay reaches for his silver Lerotra'hh favor coin from Jax, but he remembers that it is gone.
Jay immediately checks to see if he has the favour coin once again, since he seems to have gone back in time. If he does, he'll use it---time loops be derned.
But if he does not have the coin: If his dice on a necklace would do any good in a situation like this, he'll use them.
If no coin is present and the dice necklace would do no good, read on.
Jay returns to the alley, but Quickly and Olvarin are not there; rather, he finds a few Khazan guards. He returns with them to the guard station, and after a lot of explaining, Jay convinces them to release Quickly and Olvarin from custody.
I'm presuming either Quickly, Olvarin or the guards tell me what they found in the basement, thus explaining why both delvers were being held.
Jay will attempt to convince the guards to put out an APB on Shippy Sr. [sic], Kazad, and the kidnapped Elf. Even if kidnapping/assault (the Elf and Ebony) and the attempts at releasing a Balrog don't move them, something killed all those men in the basement, and at this point, those two are the most likely suspects. In addition, Jay will try to find out if the slain men were actual guards, or if they were the fake guards he met earlier.
"Where to? Tavern? Good. Tea? Maybe some honey?"
"I'm as fond of a good bowl of honeyed tea as the next person, but no, not the Tavern---at least not yet." Jay tells both of them what he experienced earlier, and asks if they felt/noticed anything unusual about time. He's expecting a negative response, since, as far as he knows, Jay was the only one using a favour coin at the time.
"Olvarin, I believe you stated your intention to go to the Blue Frog earlier. If you still plan on doing so, inform the others of everything that went on here, specifically Jax, Jack, and Bela: Jax gave me the coin, and might have better insight; Jack has the Dagger of Time---I don't know what it does, but it sounds applicable; and Bela seems to have powerful connections. If none of them are present, leave a message with Lucky. As for me, I'm going to the Death Goddess's. Doubtless I won't be able to get in, but she seemed reasonable every time we met. And since it was her coin that was negated, she might have an interest in this. Afterwards, I'd like to get a look at the building in the alley---perhaps there's still something to be found there. And if either of you have any other suggestions, I'm open to hearing them. If not, I'm off."
With that, Jay will wait for a response, then head towards the Death Goddess's palace.
Chereva arrives at the Blue Frog an hour before sunrise. Her trot over was as brisk as the pre-dawn chill, and the golden rings that grace her human biceps sweat with condensation inside the warm tavern. But they aren't the only indications of how cold she got: she loves the cold---it clears her mind, sharpens her senses---so as usual, she didn't bother with her Forest Armor and opted for her signature light leather vest, which never seems to stay closed.
"Mornin', Lucky," she says perkily as she enters the tavern. As she rests her oxtongue against the wall, she deftly kicks awake a barfly who has fallen from his stool into the main aisle (KOSHA regulations stipulate no drunkards should block the aisle: this could impede bar access). "Nice outside."
Lucky squints his good eye and sighs. "I can tell. Hey, watch the bar for a sec. I've gotta dump some grub in the private room. That miserable Hobbit and his stinkin' Orc brother lackeys are back."
"So soon?" she replies with mock interest, recalling with distaste their chaotic departure.
Since no one claims the backpack, Taran decides to keep it as spoils of his adventure. It is a bit small for him with all his lamellar, so he asks Cambrea to sling it over her shoulders for safekeeping. "I don't expect I'll be able to stay awake much longer and I don't want any Hobbit fingers borrowing anything," he says to her as they trudge to the Blue Frog.
Once settled and seated in the back room of the tavern, Taran claims the biggest tankard that is brought to the private room. "Perfect!" he says, and starts gulping it to show off his machismo in daring to drink such a large beverage. He doesn't particularly care what is in it, although it does smell a bit gassy. (He chalks this up to his time in the swamp.) After all, he is an Orc. Refined tastes are for hu-mans.
Lucky, having served Taran and the others, bends close and whispers to Jax. "I gave him the Swamp Water Special #2, just like you asked."
Jax smiles and nods. All somber things aside, he always finds solace in tormenting his unwitting brother.
After a few gulps, Taran gets his brother's attention. "So, brother! Tell me how you outwitted, outlasted, and outsurvived the Balrog, Gargoyles, Mummies and most of all, argh, Shipy the Party Leader!" Taran lets out a raucous laugh, clearly enjoying himself. He scoots his chair away from the table, leans back against the wall, throws his feet up to rest on the table with a loud clunk, and gets comfortable for what he expects will be a long story, or at least a dramatic one with lots of heroics.
The Elf shakes her head and sighs. To think she escaped the Death Goddess's punishment, only to end up being inadvertently rescued by an Orc full of himself! For now, she is content to sit back, sip her drink, and relax in the relative comfort and safety of the company of Taran and his mercenary friends and family, as only a patient, immortal Elf can.
"Can somebody vote this guy out of the party? Frellit, why am I always the butt of Orc jokes? I'm too loveable and cute for such abuse."
After hearing about the events that befell Jay, Olvarin explains that he thought he heard Shippy Sr. [sic] some cells away, but when he and Quickly were brought out through the gaol hallway, there was no sign of the horrible little vermin or his ape-like bodyguard in the other cells.
"So I was thinking I was mistaken. But perhaps he was there, and vanished?" the Elf speculates. "Anyway, if it's okay with you, I'll head back to the tarvern. Let me get this straight, I should tell Jax that you used a magic coin that he gave you, and the results weren't what they supposed to be? And about Shippy Sr.'s [sic] treachery, and the mass murder in that basement?" Olvarin listens to Jay's response to see if he is either confused on some facts, or if he has left anything important out. "Oh, and you are going to see the Death Goddess. What? It's not the first time? How remarkable!"
Olvarin updates his mental notes based on Jay's comments, then he heads back towards the Blue Frog Tavern, taking note of which way Quickly goes.
Without much hope, Olvarin studies the chains that formerly bound Shippy
[sic], Taran and himself. He attempts to check them for magic. After
all, they practically slithered off of them when he cast "But perhaps [Shipy Sr.] was there, and vanished?"
Jay nods once, but doesn't say anything.
"Anyway, if it's okay with you, I'll head back to the tarvern."
"Hey, you don't need my permission. You're over 21, right?"
Let me get this straight, I should tell Jax that you used a magic coin that
he gave you, and the results weren't what they supposed to be? And about Shippy
Sr.'s [sic] treachery, and the mass murder in that basement?"
"Yes, if you would. The pertinent facts, as I see them are these: the
comments the faux guards and Shipppy Sr. [sic] made to us when we met
them all in the alley, what you and Quickly found in the basement once you got
inside with the real guards, and that I tried following the elder Hobbbit
[sic], lost him in the fog, then used the Death Goddess coin Jax gave
me. Let them know it landed me before a Khazani guard at the station who said
the suspects were in custody and about to be put on trial. And then a wrinkle
in time moved me back to right before I used the coin (which was no longer
present). The time flux nearly rewrote my memories of using the coin as well.
Finally, let them know where I'm heading, and that I'll meet everyone later, if
I'm able and they don't find me first. Thanks."
"Oh, and you are going to see the Death Goddess. What? It's not the first
time? How remarkable!"
"My life reads better than it lives."
Quickly considers: Hmmm. Terrifying Death Goddess? Nice honeyed tea at
the BFT? He weighs the balances visually in the palms of his hands before
him, and one hand drops considerably. "Give Our Lady of Death a peck on the
cheek for me, Jay. I want my tea!" And he starts off in the opposite
direction. He stops, looking at the Elf. "So, er, spare a copper for a pot
o'tea?"
"Give Our Lady of Death a peck on the cheek for me, Jay."
"Depends on how tall she is this time around." And if I can keep from
swallowing my own tongue.
"So, er, spare a copper for a pot o'tea?"
Having wasted almost all his money prepaying a dead Leprechaun, Jay figures
one more can't hurt. He tosses Quickly a silver eagle.
[Jay eventually goes off on his own:
Having wasted almost all his money prepaying a dead Leprechaun....
D'oh!
[Jay] tosses Quickly a silver eagle.
Quickly fields the coin in midair, and does the courteous thing: he does not
bite the coin. "Yer a skolla anna gennleman!" <kaff, kaff>
"Tea, Olvarin?"
Meanwhile, back at the Tavern....
"So, brother! Tell me how you outwitted, outlasted, and outsurvived the
Balrog, Gargoyles, Mummies and most of all, argh, Shipy the Party Leader!"
"Well, as you probably figured out, the Balrog never appeared. After your
little stunt with the Blade of Rahnian and your favor coin, Olvarin deciphered
the book I found. It contained some nonsense about preventing the Balrog's
release by taking the sword out of the temple, which we almost did when the
Gargoyles started attacking. Jay would later discover the truth that the book
was a ruse to effect the Balrog's release. We'll never know if in fact the
lightshow was a prelude to Armageddon or just another ruse to panic the idiot
who picked up the blade."
"Heheh. 'Idiot.' Hey, you said it, not me!"
Jax grumbles. "In the meantime, the rest of the group under Martek joined
up---they had Shipy Sr. and two humans in tow---and the Gargoyles were shredding
the other parties in the room, some Sea Elves and our favorite Mummy and its
minions, if I remember Quickly correctly. Then the fell beasts started into us.
"We were decimated: Shipy and Ebony were raked, and both Megol and the human
fem that was with Shipy Sr. perished---come to think of it, that backpack you
carry could be hers, but I thought its contents got scattered in the feeding
frenzy. Anyway, when all seemed lost, Martek threw open a portal and revealed
in passing that a Hobbit could wrest the sword from my frozen grip."
"Dude needs to work on his timing."
"Yeah. Then Shipy Sr. added that a Hobbit could in fact wield the sword
safely. I figured this was a trick, but when Shipy took it from me, it stopped
shining, and he dropped it into a pit. I was about to lay into Shipy Sr.'s
henchman, who, along with Shipy Sr., was fairly pissed, when Quickly shot me
with a paralytic arrow."
"Dude needs to work on his aim."
"Yeah." Jax pauses to take a drink. Now that he's had time to recount the
events, one nagging detail still remains. Did he really see Shipy toss the
Blade of Rahnian? The Hobbit's back was turned at the time....
"Where is that mosquito man? And the Healer? And Jay?"
"Dunno. Anyway, the rest of us made it through the portal, along with two
Gargoyles, one of which had snatched up Shipy at the last second. My gloves
hurled me through the portal faster than the others, and so I whacked
the second Gargoyle when it came out with Shipy; it dropped Shipy, but then I
dropped too, paralyzed from Quickly's arrow. The portal had opened up into a
huge library in Khazan, and the two Gargoyles were regrouping for an attack.
"That's when Olvarin poked me with his magic staff and killed Harvey. I
think he meant to cure my paralysis, but maybe the Worm absorbed the mojo and
couldn't digest it. While I was incapacitated, one of the Gargoyles snatched up
Ebony, flew through a high window and dropped her outside. Amazingly she
survived the fall. Then who else but Grutoss and Bela showed up to battle the
other Gargoyle. Bela knocked the Gargoyle silly, then Grutoss petrified it.
Lilac was also there, I think. Now here's where it gets weird."
"Ho, wait'll you hear my tale!" He guffaws, then pipes down when he
realizes what his tale mostly entails.
"You already told it, but you left out---"
"Ugh, ack, urp. Good stuff. Uh, you were saying, Jax?"
"Right," he answers, brow raised. "I asked Grutoss and Martek for help with
locating you, as I figured you were deep in the fewmets as usual, but they
declined. Martek did give me a portal coin, keyed to your location, and I later
used it to rescue you. But anyway, Grutoss tasked us with finishing off the
remaining Gargoyle before it tore Khazan apart. Searching for Ebony and the
Gargoyle outside in the rain, we stumbled across Shipy Sr., who informed us that
he wanted the Gargoyle alive, and that he was using Ebony, knocked unconscious
from her fall, as bait."
"Correction. The fall didn't knock me out. That weasel must have," she says
plainly, staring piercingly into her flexing fists.
"Heh. 'Lovable and cute' just don't run in the fam, eh Shippo?" he blurts
out, clearly enjoying the buzz which he imagines he is getting from his drink.
"Anyway, we arrived on the scene to find Shipy Sr.'s henchman wrestling the
Gargoyle, who'd come to finish off his prey. Then Lilac flew over, zapped a
wand at the beast, and transformed it into an Elf, who cowed with submission.
Then a contingent of city guard arrived without warning and escorted the Elf
away. It seemed all wrapped up at that point, so I activated Martek's
portal-coin and came to your rescue: snatch, grab, budda-bing-budda-boom, good
morning Khazan.
"I'm still confused how the Mummy survived his thrashing by the Gargoyles,
and why it didn't pop out of the portal with us. I saw it enter, and I was the
first to exit. Bela, you probably know all about portals; maybe you can figure
out the Mummy's disappearance over the feast tomorrow. I always think better on
a full stomach, at any rate."
As the conversation in the back room of the Blue Frog Tavern winds its way
toward dawn, Jax gets up to leave. "Bro, I gotta get some shut-eye. See you
all at the party."
On the way to the door, he takes Shipy aside. "Shipy, I appear to have lost
my Get Out of Trouble coin. You know, the one Grutoss handed out at the end of
our adventure in the sewers. Not that I'm
thinking that you could have possibly---well, I guess it is possible, especially
for someone of your, uh caliber.... Um, so you haven't perchance seen it, eh?"
He observes the Hobbit's response closely.
"Somebody pass me the invertebrates before I pass out."
My use of the word "immortal" with respect to Cambrea may be premature. It
has not been established if Cambrea is a T&T® immortal Elf or
T&T® mortal Elf, a distinction only recently pointed out to me by
calenril_i (thanks!). Of course, anything older than 100 or so might as well be
immortal from an Orc's perspective.
"I'm still confused how the Mummy survived his thrashing by the Gargoyles,
and why it didn't pop out of the portal with us. I saw it enter, and I was the
first to exit."
"The Mummy just sort of reformed itself out of nowhere. Like it was waiting
for somebody to show up and give it the chance to escape. Maybe after it was
discombula---, discobabula---, er..."
"Destroyed."
Taran looks and points at Cambrea. "Right! Anyway, maybe after its
destruction, it somehow survived as a pile of dust and wrappings, waiting for
the chance to rise again! It popped up right after we portaled in. I guess it
could sense us or something. There was one thing weird, though."
Jax raises his brow. "Only one?"
"Yeaugh <urp>, it was clutching this honkin' big diamond."
"'Honkin' big'? Now I've heard it all. A redneck Orc!"
Confused, she counters, "His neck is green. In fact, he's green from head to
toe." She grins and pinches Taran's knee under the table. "Wait, now his
cheeks are red. What does that mean?"
"Urglh! Anyways, I, uh, sorta figured the diamond had something to do with
something."
"Well that clears that up! Lucky, no more stupid-juice for the Orc!!!"
Shipy giggles and blows froth from his ale across the table.
Satisfied with his recounting of the Mummy's return, Taran pipes down and
small-talks his way with the others until Jax gets up to leave. He tells Ebony
he is glad to see that she is alright, especially after hearing the gruesome end
of Megol and how she almost was ripped apart too. Assuming Jax is heading back
to Dracon Warren, he waves to him a good night. "See you tomorrow, bro. I'm
gonna hang out a little while longer."
Cambrea stands up and and picks Taran up by the armor. "No you're not!
You're about to fall over on yourself. Go home!" She shoves him toward Jax.
"Jax? Drag your brother with you?"
Resigned, Taran takes the liberty of throwing his arm over Jax's shoulders
and grins. "Jax! It's good to see you bro."
"You're not really drunk, you know."
Ignoring him, Taran queries back to Cambrea, "Er, uh, where are you gonna
go?"
"For starters, I need a bath and some decent clothes. Sorry, green cheeks,
but it would ruin my reputation if too many folks saw me walking around in your
leathers."
"Bro, you stink." [A lofty Orcish compliment! --ed.]
"You, too, dude. By the way, I'm not half as think as you drunk I am."
(Exeunt stage left.)
Okay, Khara Khang says we can assume Cambrea to be mortal, but very
long-lived. To an Orc, she really might as well be immortal, so either way,
Taran spoke correctly.
Bela too, is lost in thought as they make their way to the Blue Frog. He
thinks something has caused another Change in the world. When they pass by the
home of the singing fat lady, he wonders about the stories of the others and
whether their adventures are coming to an end, or just beginning, and how many
stories have been lived and then rewritten. He can still hear the
reverberations of the earth's cry around him. It cries for healing. He thinks
of the song he heard when he touched Taran and Cambrea and about its possible
meanings.
Could it truly be that the two mated? An Elf and a Yrch---the thought is
nauseating. But, this world is so different from his home. Cambrea looks and
walks like an Elf, yet she feels more like a Numenorean than an Elf. And what
of her nature? The Cambrea he knew was a dark Elf, a treacherous spy working
for a tyrant [cf. Lizardmen in Red Water
Bay --ed.], but now she shows no recollection of it. It must be the results
of the Dagger of Time. Her history has been changed, probably many times over.
Is she truly different? He looks at her, trying to see her spirit underneath,
but it is hidden as with the mortals, not bright and shining as with his own
people. He concentrates more, and sees a glimpse of a darkened spirit---like
the untrustworthy spirit he met in Red Water Swamp.
He looks at Taran, and wonders about this world of righteous Yrch and evil
Elves. Yrch are enemies in D'Nali, but these Orcs are not---they are a wild
people, but no more evil than any other creature here. No, Taran and Jax are
not Yrch. They are Orcs.
In the backroom of the Blue Frog, Bela listens to Jax and Taran go over their
stories. "So," he says, "that explains the visions, in which I have seen much
of your story. I did not know if it was past, future, or just a possibility.
Now it seems that everything I saw has come to pass."
"I'm still confused how the Mummy survived his thrashing by the Gargoyles,
and why it didn't pop out of the portal with us. I saw it enter, and I was the
first to exit. Bela, you probably know all about portals; maybe you can figure
out the Mummy's disappearance over the feast tomorrow."
"That is a troublesome problem, Jax, but I haven't much experience with your
portals. They are wholly different from the ones I have used. Yet this much
seems obvious: the Mummy King is still inside the portal, or it returned back
through the one it left, or it exited through another portal to another place.
Taran's stories about the Mummy King do make me think that it knows quite a lot
about portals. This worries me more and more. I suspect that we have another
dangerous enemy on the loose."
After Jax is finished with Shipy, Bela says, "Well, I guess this is the time.
May I have the book back, now?"
"Somebody pass me the invertebrates before I pass out."
"Certainly. Here you are," Bela says to Jack. "So, have you any special
requests for dinner, tomorrow?"
If Olvarin comes to the Blue Frog and mentions the Dagger of Time, Bela will
say, "Jack has the Dagger of Time? But I thought Martek had it! Did he give it
back?" Maybe that is what caused the Change he sensed.
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