Echoes of Subterfuge

Matchmakers

Today the crew decided that rather than going to work we should investigate the pet shop the the dead dwarf we found seemed to frequent. Which only gave us more questions, this time about a scientist the young dwarf worked with who dealt mainly in rat experiments. The shop keeper recommended that we visit the parents of this dwarf in order to find the whereabouts of this scientist in the city. After visiting an abusive husband dwarf who refused to believe us his son was dead. we decided to search out some biddies at a local bar, the bar we decided on was none other than the scary scrotum. Which was indeed very scary, not to mention scrotesque. There we met a horrid old lady wearing the popular bondage attire of bars. We were led to believe that the person with the least amount of clothing would be the wisest, this proved to be false. We then spent time discussing everything with the bar owner with haunted testicles that had to do with our case. he suggested we go and visit Kahn f Jennedy. He also mentioned an affair with the bar owner of the Boars Ballsack, which happened to be the bar adjacent to the Scary Scrotum. after multiple hours we believe we may have managed to hook up these testacular beverage makers and combine the Ballsiest bar in town. We followed this up by visiting Kahn himself. where before we were to be given information we were required to eradicate “the whore problem” in the lower wards. however after a lot of investigating we decided to help this underground matriarchal society. This involved entering the most fowl sewer as well as the most boobie trapped, in order to umm"sneak" into Kahn F. Jennedy’s household and currently we are fighting our way through Kahn F’s in order to destroy the warrant given to search the whoradigm.

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June 21st

Fearing reprimand from the leaders of the Blue dragons, We, the adventurers were surprised that they were rewarded for their courage in standing up against dwarven oppression. We were delighted to take any item from Dali’s collection. That sexy foxtail lady wasn’t pleased. She told us to not come to work the next day for we went against a direct order, so we decided to save a burning village from the savage Dwarfs and their Man of War. With some blind luck and sheer power, we decimated those stubby creatures and found ourselves a beacon of hope for the who survived their undeserving assault.
-Canen

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First Steps Of Independence
Birds chirp on the other side of your window in your mother’s home. You lie languishing in your bed four years since your exoneration from public schooling. You’ve been jobless for all of those four years caught in the winds of a dream. A reviled crash marks your father’s entrance, he hand you your mail, a disappointed and sour look on his face. A letter from the Obsidian Plunder Adventuring Company has arrived: Dear Applicant, it reads,

We admire your tenacity but please stop submitting applications. Obsidian Plunder adventurers strive to provide themselves with an interminable amount of acquisitions, and to achieve this our typical employee is cooperative, vigorous, and diligent. Our work base has no room for squatters, the weak-minded, or the feeble. I think you see what we’re implying.

Your not Obsidian material and you never will be,
Kent Kockthirsty,
Zenith of Obsidian Plunder

You toss the letter pathetically into the halfling-height pile of fellow rejections. You grunt as your position of the family’s pariah and plight is further fortified and cemented into your history, and you prop yourself up to get dressed. As you make your way into the parlor your mother greets you to yet another letter. It’s envelope lacking the same elaborate frivolities of Obsidian’s. “Dear, remember that job I applied you for? The Blue Dragons, remember them dear? They sent you a letter!” You snatch at the note indignantly and tentatively unwrap it to reveal the following message:

CONGRATULATIONS YOU MAY BE A BLUE DRAGON,

YOUR INTERVIEW HAS BEEN SCHEDULED FOR 10:00 AM ON TUESDAS, THE 14TH OF THE FIRSTSEED. THE INTERVIEW WILL BE HELD IN THE BLUE DRAGONS LOWER WARD HQ IN THE LOWER WARDS.

THE SPARK OF A BLUE DRAGON PERPETUALLY SUCCORS,
Kristhya Foxtail,
MANAGER OF THE BLUE DRAGONS LOWER WARD HQ.

A day later you’ve made your way into the Augean Stable of the circular city, the lower ward, and swiftly through the filth in front the ectopic Blue Dragon’s Lower Ward HQ. You feel out of place in in this forlorn zoning, for most of your life you’ve been inexorably isolated to your family’s affluent estate and you sense nearly a centrifugal force tugging at you to return to what you know as comfortable. You resist, however, “Adventure spawns,” you tell yourself,”even at the lowliest of places.” You enter the building.

“I’m here for the interview,” you say. A finger points you to some seats occupied with what looks to be four other interviewees. The waiting room, you presume. Two minutes later your name is called along with the names of four others.

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