(Adventures in Loathing) Interim mission: Generic Summer Vacation

Dinner had long passed and the camp was quiet as Fumblies and the three Knobs with him settled into for the night. Fumblies was taking the first watch so that he would be ready the next day. His watch goes uneventfully except for the distant moaning of far off undead. After a few hours he goes and wakes up Scaros for the second watch.

Scaros was dreaming that there was a golden crown resting on a pedestal. As the dream continues the pedestal gets closer and closer. Before an explanation for the image is given the dream shifts to a battlefield full of armed Knobs. As the battle begins the dream fades away as he is shaken awake. Looking up at Fumblies, Scaros has a momentary feeling of anger at not being able to figure out his dreams.

A short while after Fumblies falls to sleep he again feels the world shift as the image of Kwadlin appears before him. Fumblies nods in recognition and then takes a deep breath while he wonders just what was going on.

“We meet again hero.” Kwadlin says the words with an almost sarcastic tone while he bows slightly. Fumblies nods once more as the impressive looking Knob stands up once more. “Yes we do.”

“I commend you in having the fortitude to handle what was needed in order to end the undead threat. Your actions have saved the fabric of existence.” The corner of Kwadlin’s lips curl up slightly as he pauses slightly. “You will soon meet someone who will be able to teach you much about how to enhance your powers. This person will not be all that they seem so pay attention to all you meet.”

Fumblies blinks as he hears the message and then nods to indicate that he had heard the words. “How will I know for sure that I have met the one you speak of?”

“You know that you have found the one I speak of in that he will bring order to that which is chaotic.” Kwadlin speaks then nods slightly as Fumblies suddenly wakes up. As Fumblies disappears Kwadlin laughs darkly before the dream ends.

Fumblies sits up and takes a deep breath as his mind tries to figure out what he had just been told.

Fumblies and his three comrades had been heading closer and closer to the tower at a steady pace. The closer they got to it the more visible signs of undead were. It was not really a surprise that undead were moving around the tower since rumor told of a cabal of necromancers being in residence. The presence of the undead in such numbers gave evidence to support the rumors. As of yet Fumblies had not seen the dragon that was rumored to be hanging around out here but he suspected it was just in hiding.

The group finds a way to the tower and are met by a undead butler who leads them into the tower. Fumblies has Bones search the tower for undead energy and the group quickly learns that the tower was part of what had made the undead problem so powerful. Also discovered is that the power that had been behind the undead dragon was inside the tower.

After about twenty minutes or so the group is lead into the throne room where a shadowed figure sits on a throne of bone. In the corners of the room were nearly three dozen robed figures who stood still. Bones looks around the room and shudders slightly as he takes a deep steadying breath. “Boss we could be in trouble.”

Fumblies nods slightly as he looks to the figure on the throne. “Lets see how this plays out Bones.” As the group moves deeper into the throne room the figure on the throne lifts its arm and turns to look at Fumblies.

“What brings you to Fernsworthy Tower Kingslayer?” The voice was strong and slightly distorted but still partially recognizable as familiar. Fumblies looks at the others then takes a deep before wondering how to shape his response.

“I have come to learn the truth about certain rumors.” The answer was truthful yet didn’t tell the entire story. As Fumblies watches the figure on the throne starts to stand up. “Though it would look as if there is more than some truth to them."

“Remember Kingslayer that all rumors have a grain of truth to them.” With a chuckle the figure finishes its rise to its feet then steps towards the Fumblies and his allies. “I hope you will admire the ordered nature of this tower and surround area.”

The words cause a shiver to run up and down Fumblies’ spine. “And how would one learn to create such order?”

“Head South of the Border and return here with what you find.” The figure sits back down on the throne as Fumblies nods slighty. After a moment Fumblies leads his group out of the town unsure what what to do next besides heading down to meet up with the others.stal. As the dream continues the pedestal gets closer and closer. Before an explanation for the image is given the dream shifts to a battlefield full of armed Knobs. As the battle begins the dream fades away as he is shaken awake. Looking up at Fumblies, Scaros has a momentary feeling of anger at not being able to figure out his dreams.

Mysteries and dreams.. It does a good job of herding Fumblies South of the Border, so I can do a single location Finale, though.. Wonder if he learned anything down there?