Chapter 22: The Streets of Athkatla I
I suppose we should get the lay of the land.
I thought we were going to get a drink.
We are. Just give me a second here.
So we are in Athkalta, the Cowled Wizards took Imoen an Irenecus, and the Shadow Thieves were involved somehow.
Brilliant detective work. Lets go find a bar.
One second. I feel like I have hit some arbitrary ability threshold.
Paco and Jaheria Level Up
We Travel to the Slums to Find a Quality Bar
Will there be drinks when we get there?
120,000 GP. Are you insane?
The price does seem a little steep.
We could live the rest of our lives in luxury with that amount of money!
I don't want to live an ordinary life - even one filled with luxury. Bigger things are in store for me. For us.
But we are talking 120,000 GP here! Where are we even going to find that kind of money?
I'm sure something will come up. The universe wants me to succeed after all.
You sure about that?
Of course. How else would you explain all the people who have died helping me while I continue to live?
Yeah, that's quite the mystery.
Meanwhile in Spell Hold
Back in the Slums
Finally a bar. Eh - now what?
We might get around to this someday. We will see.
We Enter the Copper Coronet
Going to have to do something about her soon.
She probably just misses her husband. Want me to take her in back and remind her what it means to be a woman?
Um... Maybe later.
I love messing with idiots.
See? We already have two high-paying jobs.
If you say so.
Now to get rid of some dead weight.
OK anyone here looking for glory and gold!?
Gold we need to give away.
What?
Nothing. What?
My name is marooned. I am here to travel with you.
Really. And what do you do?
I smash things into pulp.
Well you see we already have Morcar here..
The gods, they talk to me. They tell me where to go and what to smash...
The gods?
And they say I need to go with you.
Oh yeah. You're going to fit right in.
Well who am I to argue with the gods. Anyone else? Maybe someone who can find a trap?
I know my way around a trap and a sword.
I don't know. You look like you might be a stinking druid.
I'm not a druid but what's wrong with them?
What wrong with them? You mean besides their dirty clothes, unkempt appearance, that goddamn call lightning spell, and don't even get me going about the stink. You sure you're not a druid?
Nope. I fight with swords and bow and can pick a lock.
Alright. But If I catch you talking with animals you're out.
OK lets take a look around this place.
That is why I will never marry.
Yeah I'm sure that is what's holding you back.
Goddammit.
Oh too bad. Mommy said no.
Screw you orc. Alright what should we do first?
Next - We visit the Circus!