Postlavanderon luffed the sails to give Narnemvar more pacing
time. The boat still moved forward, so
that Satbada was safe, but it moved forward slowly. Narnemvar argued with himself and argued with
himself, then he gave up and started casting.
Postlavanderon threw water on him, startling him to
attention.
‘no – you’re too tired still
I’m not going to get any less tired with this pulling at me
I’ve thought it through
have you – well, then you can explain it to me and we can
all agree that you plainly have to go on
Narnemvar stood, silent, and let the boat go on without
him. Then he caught up and strode
alongside explaining what he knew about the setup and what he planned to do.
it needs to be bled, you see. it’s following us, and eventually we’re going
to trail it over some stationary magic and they’re going to interact and it
will pop and make a big deadly mess all over who knows what.
I can try to put vents into it, to bleed it out slowly, but
really we’d have to stop and do that for days to have a hope of draining
it. Shortbread couldn’t take that much
time. Sorry shortbread.
he ignores it, of course, anyone would
If you deliberately popped it, is it big enough to take out
an island.
most of them
how about an island with a cone in the middle
another stoppage of conversation while thoughts settle in
do you know of one
and of course he does and of course they talk about it a lot
and then the set sail for it and there’s some scenery and some random thoughts
and a little banter as they just cant keep their wit shut around each other and
poor Satbada has to listen
and then there they are at the island and they have to climb
up and then he goes all mystic and inside and we describe him coming on the
kielbasa again and how gross it is and then he puts a magical spigot into it,
but almost gets sprayed with it and dies but he remembers something that Bess
told him when he was little and is able to make it all right and the island
fills up with yucky death dealing stuff and they’re all horrified and then
Postlavanderon decides to light it on fire to keep it from overflowing into the
sea and it burns hot and slow with less smoke than you’d imagine
and after checking it out for noble reasons and commercial
reasons they decide to leave it burning and how long will it take to empty and
did we really come that close to being burned alive, all three of us, and of
course they did because you have to do that kind of thing to heroes and that’s
what they are by this point.
And
there’s a long conversation about what to tell the family and they sleep in the
jungle overnight and the bugs are dropping out of the sky like rain and that’s
another commercial possibility and Narnemvar has to keep checking the contents
and seeing if the dip stick is low and here we are thinking about going to
visit daddy and what it he going to think about the big ball of pus and are we
going to be able to trust him and in the end we have to and damn I wish there
were better choices
then Satbada
says something sarcastic, but you can tell that his heart isn’t in it any more
because he’s seen up close what he almost got dosed with and it wasn’t the
idiot’s fault that his friend was ordered to follow him around and it wasn’t
even his fault that he was an idiot and doesn’t that take all the fun out of
superiority
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