Not So Fair in Fair Isle Port
Good Morning my beautiful Bleguxians. Since our last visit, our beautiful group of criminal misfits got some well deserved (albeit short) down time. As they arrived in the city, the Springtide Festival was in full effect! Some of the Mischievous Miscreants were able to find some treasures during the festivities as well! The not so young Ice Spice was able to find some of his youthful vigor next to Sir Slithers-A-Lot and successfully conquer the Chug of the Deep Blue Brew, forever immortalizing themselves with a plaque on the wall and walking away with some fancy blue mugs (love that for them!)
Meanwhile, the Flower Child was off finding a new friend in the Central Grove Park. Whatever conversation she had with the little guy seemed to sour her mood ever so slightly, but she was able to join back up with the group eventually in brighter spirits. While Ice Spice kept the party young and the drinks flowing, Sir Slithers-A-Lot made a beeline towards the Odewilde farms to have a conversation when he was followed by Mr. Moody Mech, and two strange looking people with the party, let’s call them The Lord of Brood and Walking Woodshelf. But that walk and talk were fairly short lived, and Ice Spice was ready for more liquid courage.
Ms. Mittens was fully living for the festivities and became the life of the celebration, making her rounds to all of the events held within the city. Her party began to join her on some of these, everyone ended up coming away with some rather nice parting gifts:
Ms. Mittens was able to win a 5th Level Spell Scroll
Ms. Mittens and Ice Spice are owed some rather helpful clothing in the morning, along with their all to helpful new wristwear
With Mr. Moody Mech adding to the bunch, these three wons the keys to A BRAND NEW CARRIAGE. Sorta… it’s a robot too… I know my lovelies it doesn’t make a lot of sense, but it never does when dealing with the creations of Brennan Cogsmith.
Flower Child not only got a new friend, but she was also nice enough to get herself and Sir Slithers-A-Lot a book that details all of their goody little plants and herbs.
The mugs that Ice Spice and Sir Slithers-A-Lot seem to have some properties that may come in handy in a pinch as well.
Unfortunately, for them of course, not for us we LOVE the drama. It couldn’t be all good things. The Boyscout went straight back to work with no time for festivities. Apparently our young friend can read a dead language. How oh so spicy! Unfortunately his was disrupted from his training to clear his head when Sir Slithers-A-Lot approached with a strange piece of meat he received from The Lord of Brood and Walking Woodshelf. Showing almost a negative amount of basic survival instincts, he took a bite out of the strange meet, but it seemed to unlock something within him, and he has control….for now.
The bulk of the group went back to the festivities after that, while the Boyscout thought he would stay back to check on a few more things based on some hunches he had. That kid and his hunches. Anyway, as the bulk of our Mischievous Miscreants made their way back towards the town square they heard some people yelling “MORE” before changing into some gross transformations of people. Oghma be damned they tear up this party! And to make it even more juicy, it seems that no one knows the Boyscout isn’t with them, but he has his own issues to deal with, seeing as he just realized the Monk they met before the prison job might be corrupting his fellow coworkers!
Things are definitely heating up in this normally quiet peaceful city. What will our ill fated friends do to get out of this one? Well I for one may not have the answer right now, but I can tell you what, i can’t wait to see and tell you all about it! Until the next time i can write all of you lovelies on the escapades of this group, always remember: In whispers we trust, until our next rendezvous!
