Slaves and Drugs
Folded Below - February 19
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Meeting Hippareones
Gary, Pebble, Oswin and Ayrrin return to the Underground Temple. In the church below, they see four Hippareiones, while they carry a statue of the sister of the Weeping Mother. Two of them are hurt.
The group befriended them and agreed to pay for their access in the Yellow Smoke, in exchange for their help to get more of the yellow powder.
Inside the Yellow Smoke den they went through the bar and arrived in a back room. It smelled like excrement.
Drug brewing
Under a lot of drug smoke from the den, the Hippareiones brokered a deal with the bouncers. The four villagers were allowed into the drug brewing chamber. They say the “helpers” will give them some stolen yellow powder.
Upon entering the chamber, they realise the “helpers” are enslaved villagers from the region. The chamber is a balcony, overlooking a cliff. The cliff is one of the multiple mesas in the deadlands to the northwest. Far in the horizon, the Wall can be seen to the left and the Titan Spire to the right.
The alchemist slaves explain that they receive poor instructions and are forced to brew and test the potent drugs. When asked about their villages, they say that they have been decimated by the Hippareones.
Allucinations
Pebble decides to use the leftover yellow powder from his brother Stone. He sees southern coins that bite, all over the floor. The drug smoke puffs.
Gary decides to also take some powder. In his vision, he sees the Stone Titan fighting giants that crossed the wall. The same vision he had before, but this time seeing from atop the deadlands mesas.
The group then tries to smuggle the slaves out of this madness. They are caught on their way out and escorted. It is all confusion, but once out of the den, the hippareones and the spider mercenaries attack and kill everyone in the group.
But was that just another bad trip?
Poem
This time we’ll do it for real.
The very last time, a big deal
What will this dungeon reveal?
We will map it completely.
Nothing can stop us, indeed we
will even kill a man, if need be!
No more distrac- hey what’s that?
Four Hippareiones, that’s rad!
Two of them hurt, it looks bad.
They are stealing a holy statue.
So, we say “how do you do?
Then help and heal them too.
We share our drugs and our porn,
the papers their bodies adorn
and for their fallen we mourn.
We pay their fee for the club,
elbows of their kind we rub
and follow them behind the pub.
Of course we pass the test.
It’s fine, smear poop on our chest!
After all, they are the best.
Sure, we’ll get you some drugs.
We are also ‘helpers”, not thugs.
We’ll even make sure there’s no bugs.
We check out their sweet lab.
Take all the drugs we can grab.
What do you mean they kidnap?
Enslaved you and killed you kin?
So bad you don’t know where to begin?
That’s why you’re dishevelled and thin!
We try to save them, but the group sees.
The era of heroes will cease.
Are we the baddies?