Wild:50 Astral whales are the only way to fly

Starring: Bo, Fuelwen, Brilla, and TskTsk
Guest Starring: Marenien, Charles, Gyrix, General Linaeus
Challenge: Plot
Location: Celestian dungeon, Doo-Wop (capital of All's Well Empire on the Do Good River)
Date Played: 10 Nov 2010

Ground control to Brilla

TskTsk: Brilla is sent a message from another four-armed ally who tells us that the various factions that are at war with each other have begun to fall from within. Fighting against extinction the gnomes are attacking the dwarven nation from within. Fan's giants have rebelled. Pontoons for the tavern was apparently a great idea as the islands are sinking (or the water is rising).

Charles is an old family friend of Brilla, and he has come to reward our clutch for past performances. I stepped back, expecting nothing but was still giving something. A giant coin which I may use to summon and command Gyrix, to any purpose I wish. It was given to me with a wink, and I believe that the deadlier the encounter, the happier that Charles will be.

🎲 DM Charles gave TskTsk (and everyone else, for that matter) convenient little contrivances for how they could apply "LE" to their lives. For instance, he explained the purpose of voting in society.

Traveling the All's Well Empire

TskTsk: We purchased four horses and a cart and set off with our loot, heading south to the captiol city of Doo-Wop. The further that we travel south the more dense the population is. This many people weirds me out.

As we travel Brilla receives another message saying that the water rose about a foot but then receded six inches. The Fan empire is crumbling as giants revolt. And apparently Brilla's cousin is in prison.

Doo-Wop and the solar eclipse

TskTsk: In the city of Doo-Wop we enter our names into the raffle to journey north to find the source of the river. The person taking our names is impressed with us and assures us that we'll randomly be selected.

I travel the city in search of goods. Having realized the need for better planning I purchase a headpiece that grants my thoughts greater clarity. Proudly enjoying the broader mental horizon the sky turns black for a short while as the sun is eclipsed. Reflecting, there is not an eclipse scheduled for months yet. Something is amiss.

The crowd parts to let a mechanical beast through. It is an inevitable who is curt and rude, single-mindedly seeking out Celestians to kill.