In our last episode, the Lone Wolf was floundering about in the open ocean, wracked by both the storm that destroyed his ship and his own indecision. Ultimately the gods (that's us) who rule his consciousness decided overwhelmingly to flag down the fishing boat on the horizon. And it turns out to be Sig Hansen from "Deadliest Catch"! OK, not really:
We get a "4", resulting in the following dilemma:
Through a deft bit of detective work (or as you laymen would call it, "Clicking and using the Back button"), I've discovered that both choices lead to the same place. So in the interest of moving the story along a a bit, I went ahead and chose to rest up and recover:
This is why you never hitch a ride with the Hilstrand brothers (that's two Deadliest Catch references in one post, which I think is our limit). I just hope nothing else untoward happened while we were lying unconscious ... ugh.
So this is where we are, folks, with a throbbing head and an empty Backpack. All our carefully hoarded goods are gone (for now, at least) and we're alone in a strange city. Whatever shall we do?!
Personally, I'm up for trying to hunt the mugging bastards down. We need the Seal to complete the quest, and it's no fun being in a new city without a little scratch for entertainment. Hopefully if we find them we can introduce them to the Kai Discipline of Burning Down Your Effing Boat.
But it's up to you, make your case in the comments and we'll see where we end up.
Two words…Booty Walk.
I say we go back and find their boat. It’s raining and dark, so it’s likely to be moored.
I’m confused. Is our character supposed to be a badass? Hoodwinked by bandit fishermen? I have very little confidence in our man.
@dblade: Worse… He’d have been hoodwinked EVEN if he had stayed awake.
I vote for searching for that boat to see if we can give these “fishermen” the same treatment we gave to those pirates back at the bar…
‘Looking round, you see a large market square’
When did we get fat?
BTW, Jeff, I don’t know if that’s what you were referencing, but the moment I read the heading on this entry, I thought of “The Lonely Goatherd” from The Sound of Music. And because of that, I’ve had the aformentioned song stuck in my head all evening. I think I’ve reached the point where I’m ready to try to remove it from my head with a steak knife. Thank you for that.
Glad to be of service, Myro 🙂
It’s actually a reference to a Bobby Darin song, “Artificial Flowers“, about a nine year old girl whose parents die, leaving her to do the only thing she knows how to make ends meet — creating artificial flowers for ladies to wear. Then she freezes to death in her apartment, “still clutching her poor frozen shears.” Yeah. You got off lucky with The Sound of Music, my friend.
Find the nautical bastids and sic rats on ’em.
The fishing vessel ought to be moored, but will the crap-weasels who use it be on board? They have all this stolen stuff to unload, after all, unless they just like souvenirs. So I’m voting for Booty Walk, because it sounds like the first place seamen would go when coming ashore. Er, to fence stolen goods, I mean.
I vote ‘north along Booty Walk’. If we, as Jeff suggests, are looking for some enterainment I bet that is the place to be!
Also, if I were a fisherman who had just robbed some poor fool (us) then heading towards Booty Walk with my newfound riches sounds mandatory..
I voted for Booty Walk because that’s just the kind of guy I am, but the point made that that’s where the baddies would go to unload our stuff is a good one.
One question: Does the city of Ragadorn pipe ‘Baby Got Back’ through speakers on Booty Walk?
“Booty Walk”? Does this author think before naming things?
I rather hope that the only Booty Walk we see on this trip is when we Walk in on those vile rogues and relieve them of their Booty. Go west, young man!
Jeff (7) That sounds like “The Little Match Girl” by Hans Christian Andersen.
How is that I’m not at all shocked at this turn of events? I’m starting to think that Mr. Joe Dever has some serious hatred for the Lone Wolf.
Let’s go find the fishermen, although we all know that something bad will happen.