Wednesday, October 12
All That Glitters - Part 1a: Nikko’s Flophouse
There was a thump at the table. Ilmarė sneered down at the greasy hair of an unconscious Baldric. "Stupid human pirates," she said.
Then a litany of flesh on wood echoed around them as pirate after pirate fell where they sat, blissfully snoring away.
"That's some drink," said Beldin, wiping his lips. He didn't seem affected in the slightest.
Ilmarė sniffed her mug. "That's no normal drink. That's oil of taggitt." She unsheathed her elven thinblade. "We've been tricked!" [MORE]
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posted by Mike Tresca at 7:07 AM
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