The Boatsmith
Well, first off, the professor was checking his documents and he noticed that everything about the Realm of Spoooooky Ghosts has just disapeared. Garrr, I'm really startin to believe this curse now.
Well, anyway, I searched the town a bit and found a shop with a sign that read BOATSMITH. I went in.
"I AM THE BOATSMITH," the man yelled. "I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU NEED A BOAT FIXED... I CAN FIX YOUR BOAT FOR FREE IF YOU DO ME A FAVOR... IT'S A PERILOUS QUEST AND YOU PROBABLY WON'T COME BACK ALIVE."
"Well, I be in too much a hurry really to do any quest, I don't really mind payin money to fix me boat, I just have to..."
"SILENCE..." he interrupted. "I WILL FIX YOUR BOAT IF YOU GO ON A QUEST FOR ME. THE TROLLS IN THE WOODS HAVE STOLEN MY MAGIC HAMMER AND BROUGHT IT TO THEIR LAIR. IT LIES ACROSS THE OLD, RICKETY BRIDGE THAT IS NEXT TO THE ENCHANTED WATERFALL, INTO THE JUNGLE, SOUTH OF HERE, THE BOATSMITH HAS SPOKEN."
Just then, a yellow cat walked out from under a table.
"THAT IS SNOOFLEY, MY WONDER CAT... HE FANCIES ALBACORE TUNA."
Well, I guess I be off to the trolls lair or some bilge. I be taking the regular group along with me, except I'll be leaving the wenches in the haunted inn at the top of the haunted hill for the time I be gone. They can keep account of what happens to them in me comments section. Garrrr, well that be that for now, better go pack.
Well, anyway, I searched the town a bit and found a shop with a sign that read BOATSMITH. I went in.
"I AM THE BOATSMITH," the man yelled. "I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU NEED A BOAT FIXED... I CAN FIX YOUR BOAT FOR FREE IF YOU DO ME A FAVOR... IT'S A PERILOUS QUEST AND YOU PROBABLY WON'T COME BACK ALIVE."
"Well, I be in too much a hurry really to do any quest, I don't really mind payin money to fix me boat, I just have to..."
"SILENCE..." he interrupted. "I WILL FIX YOUR BOAT IF YOU GO ON A QUEST FOR ME. THE TROLLS IN THE WOODS HAVE STOLEN MY MAGIC HAMMER AND BROUGHT IT TO THEIR LAIR. IT LIES ACROSS THE OLD, RICKETY BRIDGE THAT IS NEXT TO THE ENCHANTED WATERFALL, INTO THE JUNGLE, SOUTH OF HERE, THE BOATSMITH HAS SPOKEN."
Just then, a yellow cat walked out from under a table.
"THAT IS SNOOFLEY, MY WONDER CAT... HE FANCIES ALBACORE TUNA."
Well, I guess I be off to the trolls lair or some bilge. I be taking the regular group along with me, except I'll be leaving the wenches in the haunted inn at the top of the haunted hill for the time I be gone. They can keep account of what happens to them in me comments section. Garrrr, well that be that for now, better go pack.