The Great Sael Adventure 1

Everyone on the ship looks around, imagining the various pleasures and unpleasures of consuming each of their shipmates. Most crew members blanche at least once (coincidentally, this is also how they would be cooked). An unspoken consensus seems to emerge that we're really not about that here, and you make the consensus spoken, by saying "We'll pay that toll now I guess."

Jesse's side-eye intensifies. He really only picked up this job as a toll collector to make some extra cash, but it's really not worth the effort. He sighs and mutters the perfunctory curse, "Magnus Cucumberus, Scrumdiddlyumptuous, when this earth you leave, 100 years you geeve, harvesting for corporate beans."

After a brief moment of silence, Jesse says "Uh, alright. Guess that's it. No one's actually done this before so anyway bye," and then disappears back into the ocean, his plaiden form receding from view.

Ignoring the weight of the curse you have all just been placed under, you get the ship moving again right quick. The toll current takes you very quickly in almost the direction you had intended to go, before sweeping you under cloudy, malevolent skies. Incredulously, Magni Cucumberi rain down from the clouds, smashing into the deck. It's so weird that you would run into a, like, cursed cucumber storm after being cursed to harvest cucumbers. That's totally a coincidence and not unusual at all; probably not even a big deal. I'm sure it'll be fine.
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