The Band had played their gig for Punk Troll, and had spent a few days partying. Sandman had arranged travel for us on some sort of giant iron boat, which would take us across the Blackwater to Paradise City. We would need to knock some sense into Goldenfang then find Benny before meeting Sandman on the ship. We dragged a half awake Goldenfang into the streets and began to ask around after an Illithid whilst checking in the local dens of debauchery… which was pretty much every public house and business we passed. Eventually we came to a tavern on the docks where the bartender seemed to acknowledge us and point us toward a back room. Pushing aside the curtain to see Benny passed out amidst a pile of brainless corpses. Goldenfang decided to look into the next room, but quickly closed the curtain when a mermaid screeched at him and the Ogre she was with turned around.
We dragged Benny back to the truck and drove down to the docks. Eventually we found the ticket office for the cruise ship. When we arrived the crowd seemed to object to our intent to get to the front of the crowd, but soon realised who we were. We had to wait for some Half-Elf Half-something to finish getting her tickets. Goldenfang seemed to know her, apparently she was important in the gladiatorial scene.
I could sense irregular heartbeats and cinnamon in the crowd, which could be Karakas but it was hard to identify with any certainty as it went as soon as it came. We spent some time on room arrangements and luggage during which I wasn’t really paying attention. Eventually however we got our tickets and we went back to the truck to prepare for departure tomorrow.
The next morning we watched the ship dock, it was huge, multiple decks and enough room for hundreds of passengers plus vehicles. It was quite surprising considering I didn’t think Dwarves were inclined toward the water, let alone offer their services to others.
We boarded the ship, and Mekk drove our truck up some cargo ramp. On our way in we saw some notable figures;
Sandman was with Black Widow, live on air.
Captain Felstorm was greeting passengers.
Iron Maiden was boarding.
Once onboard we obtained nicer clothes from the middle decks trading posts, for some reason the Band even bought Berb a codpiece with rubies and emeralds although I understand it’s mostly coloured glass. Back on the upper decks we mingled with the more prestigious guests such as the owners of Gladiatorial outfits, Iron Maiden and the ship’s Captain. Although as I was talking to Iron Maiden and the Captain, I believe The Maiden said something about Berb’s codpiece or Anthrax’s solo career (each equally ridiculous concepts) and laughed. Which caused Goldenfang to come rushing to his band mate’s aid, and led to him spitting at Iron Maiden (Where was this comradery in Punk Troll‘s club?). I tried to apologise on his behalf but could sense The Maiden didn’t appreciate it and I couldn’t fault her.
Mekk went missing, we later discovered he’d gone below deck and snuck about the engine room… apparently the boat is pulled along the ocean by giant Dragon Turtles.
The next morning there was some uproar and commotion as the Captain had been found murdered in his offices. We suggested to Iron Maiden that in lieu of any real authority we should investigate the murder and act as each other’s counterbalance in case someone suspects her or Damnation.