Scene VI: A Hot Air Balloon

[Stormbringer]

Cumflutter...can you roll me LUCK test, please?

Tell you what: I will count that 18 you rolled when you Braced as your Luck result.

Cumflutter's old hat, which was shot off his head outside of the mayor's house, mysteriously drops out of the storm-tossed sky and lands right back on his head.

[Animalmother]

Marvellous

[Sly Boots]

How long left on the dog-Doc clock?

[Stormbringer]

Doc suddenly transforms back into his human form!

[Sly Boots]

"Oh my! Um.... can someone kindly hand me my undergarments?"

[Animalmother]

Nobody wants to touch the Docs undies.

[Sly Boots]

Fair.

Doc awkwardly bimbles around gathering up his human clothes and belongings.

[Stormbringer]

Once the Bean Bunch is out of the basket, your bicycles checked over, your gear gathered up and everyone set to go, you ascertain that the balloon is wrecked and going absolutely nowhere. But at least you escaped from Palace.

Everyone make a WITS check to try and establish where you are...

[Sly Boots]

16-1 = 15

[Stormbringer]

Doc sniffs the air and looks at the stars twinkling in the evening sky.

He knows where they are. Two weeks away from Groutbight Docks. Two weeks of cycling along a dusty trail to the south-east. Two weeks with no camping gear and no food...

...save a well-endowed hog.

This is gonna be a heckuva journey...


(Gonna start a new scene here)