First, an update of last week's action, as written by our gamemaster, Paolo:
The group has joined the 10 days celebration for the retirement of Sir Thinkertop in his marvellous ship, the Timeless Wanderer.
The ship is an exceptional piece of transportation, swarming with magic, people, and entertainment. The group is here to celebrate and have fun, but also, some members of the group have other 'motives' to be onboard. In the first hours on the ship, the group have met Alondra Winterleaf, an historian who is doing some research in the area, the Silamane Twins, performers that will entertain the celebration on the third day, and Umbert Darkbark, shady character that has promised to 'supply' special items to the group. They also met other guests and servants on the ship.
Highlights of the Morning:
- The security of the boat has no tolerance for 'funny business'.
- Our Stormshifter is really, REALLY interested in meeting the captain.
- Some stories about an ancient cult and ruins of a temple.
- And the sweet and mystical twins will perform on the third day, hoping to entertain all in the ship, specially the servants.
During last Wednesday's session:
The Stormshifter met the Captain ... and managed to cause the ship to veer off course and got himself removed from the ship's bridge. He then rejoined us in the ship's main room.
From there, we all went to the casino ... where we all moved to a table where a roulette-style game was taking place. It involved the use of a small mouse-like animal (a nofling) that ran around the table grabbing all the bets and then standing on a winning number. Whilst the Songweaver engaged a dwarf who was sitting at the table and winning every game, I watched what was happening ... and was immediately struck by the fact that the whole game was crooked! I grabbed the nofling ... and then let it go. The nofling was immediately put away and replaced by another ... and the dwarf stopped winning!
At this point, the Songweaver ate something that caused him to vomit across the table ... and during the ensuing disturbance, I took the newly-boxed nofling out of its storage bag. and hid it under the table. Once he had recovered, I passed the animal over to the Songweaver and asked him to try to sell it to the dwarf. By this time we had all adjourned to the bar, where the dwarf laughed off our offer. At this, the Stormshifter managed to take the nofling from its box and hid it in the dwarf's compendious clothing.
The Stormshifter then summoned the guards and reported that the dwarf had stolen the animal! When they heard this story, they laughed ... because the dwarf was the ship's supplier of noflings!
At this point, I had to leave the session as my stoma began to give me serious problems. Hopefully my companions will let me know what happened after I left.




















