Saturday, 4 October 2025

Dragonslayers Not Aloft For The Moment

 

Made it back to Fnordonia with our Sack Of Itchiness.

Certain members of the party, who shall remain nameless, fastened on to Orson and Fnord like ravenous bloodsucking stirges, sucking out of them as much as they possibly could in the way of resources, justifying themselves by saying "they should be pleased we're undertaking this task, so it's the very least they could do".

Jaipoor, the flying carpet, has definitively transferred her loyalties to Remy. Sir Douglas gave them a nice set of silver-backed carpet brushing and grooming tools as an engagement present.

They have, with the aid of Orson and Trûk (Fnord's adoptive copper dragon baby, now thoroughly grown up), located the site of the dastardly red dragon's lair. Now all that remains is to scout out its layout, get in there with the magical Sneezing and Choking powder, and chop it to bits. Easy-peasy.