(week 12) Bang bang, saw saw, creak.

"AHHHHHHH! Where am I and why can't I move my arms?!?! If I stuggle ... umph .... there I can move my left arm!!!" - Aob

I awoke to find myself tied up. I worked feverishly and eventually freed myself. Hearing voices I moved to the door and opened it slightly to find several adventurers standing in the hall. I coughed slightly and they all turned. We all introduced ourselves. 

The first task the party needed to do was recover a key left on the body of their fallen comrad. The problem is that he died by the hand of the spiders in the room and they are still in the room. 

We arived at the room and had the plan of swiftly entering the room, grabbing the body, dragging it out and shutting the door. The tough elf opened the door and grabbed the body as planned but unfortunately 16 spiders came along for the ride. 4 spiders leaped on each of us and the battle began. I took a good deal of damage. This led me to run like hell to save my musical self from a less than musical death. This all leads me to believe I am staring in a play titled "Death". 

We carried on opening another door to find a medium sized spider that attacked me and fled. Opening the next door we found a door. Opening that door we found another door. Opening that door we found a machine with a hole in it that looks to be for one of the keys we have found. It also has several egg sacks hanging from it, making us believe it is a trap. We left it be. 

Next we moved downstairs and search more down there. The first room we came to housed 8 ghost spiders. They ignored us and so we moved on. The next room contained 2 ghost spiders, we moved on. 

Next we found a room with gelly fish fighting spiders. The thief informed us that the fight was a psychic impression tht happened long ago. More rooms were found with similar ocupents. 

Further on we found a mysterious elf tired up and we freed her. She spoke giberish and wore a silver robe. The calveryman took the new elf back to his house to stay safe. While there, there was a knock on the outside door. The thief tried all the keys he held, but none opened the door. He picked the lock and behind it stood a female t'skrang. She introduced herself as Tabatha, the illusionist. 

We carried on to find a room with more ghosts in it, one wearing something very similar to the machine. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted the thief attack in the attempt to take the silver robe. I turned to watch, but not act, as I do not know these adventuerers well ehough to know who to attack, and the mysterious elf made orb motions with her hands. The others attempted to stun the theif but failed. The thief then attacked again, knocking down the mys. elf. The mys. elf cast razor orb on the theif and nearly killed him. He continued to attack though and the illusionist finally grappled him with a rope. The calv. elf stunned him and then the both tied him up. 

We took the two unconsious elves back to the 1st room and think about how to procede, while resting. We woke the elf and talked about why he attacked the mys. elf. He informed us that he felt that he had to kill the mys. elf. He also felt much stronger while attacking. The calv. elf tied the thief up in a manor to make a leash, so the thief could continue to lead but under the control of the calv. elf. We set out. 

The first room we came to housed a stabbed 1yd wide eyeball. 

Searching the remainder of the ship uncovered nothing. With this knowledge, we headed back to bartertown. The first night we set up watch to keep an eye on the thief. During the calv. elf's watch, the vegitation grappled him and the mys. elf wandered off. We woke and could do nothing except talk about what happened. We went back to bed and mornign came without issue. 

While walking the rest of the way to town, the thief located 17000s in a tree. 

In town we located a neromancer and gave him 4000s to do some PI work for us. 

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Tom tom the waiter was my mentor for circling up. We spent the whole week listening to a man build something in his house. I was instructed to envision what it was and to make a song about it. I thought it was a ship and wrote a lovely melody about it. 

Bang bang, saw saw creak.
Saw saw, bang bang creak.
Creak creak, creak creak creak.
Bang bang, saw saw creek.
A boat was made, in a week.