Post by TheZebraShakes™ on Feb 15, 2008 15:08:03 GMT -5
"No no no no, I'm not this Badman person," The man says in an attempt to convince the adventuring five to believe him before it is too late.
"I would never involve myself in the real estate business these days. It is far too risky. One would have to be completely insane."
"And I assure you, I am most certainly not insane."
The man looks around to see how he is coming across.
"I am just a simple inventor from a nearby kingdom."
"Elmont Kinfeld is the name."
Our adventurers recognize the name of the inventor who has gone missing and may be the cause of a war between kingdoms should he not be returned.
"You see, I was on my way, when suddenly, out of the blue, these kobolds assaulted my wagon."
"If not for the few inventions and blue prints which I had on hand, perhaps they would not have found me interesting enough to keep alive. But we do not dwell on that."
"I am here now, and their bugbear leader has me working around the clock, racking my brain to come up with defenses and machinery which will help them to continue committing their vile acts."
"Have you walked across the pit of tar. That was one of my ideas. Oh, and the gliders of course."
"Now I was hoping you were here to rescue me. I have been doing my best to keep myself busy and alive."
"You see, right here, I am turning cave lichen into explosives. Of course, it will not explode, as that is quite impossible when you take into consideration the molecular consistency of the molds here. . . "
"But I have managed to turn it into something which tastes quite delicious."
"Here, have a taste."
The inventor dips a metal ladel into a pot and holds the spoonful of greenish gray mold out to the adventurers for their sampling.
It looks more delectable to some moreso than others.
"I would never involve myself in the real estate business these days. It is far too risky. One would have to be completely insane."
"And I assure you, I am most certainly not insane."
The man looks around to see how he is coming across.
"I am just a simple inventor from a nearby kingdom."
"Elmont Kinfeld is the name."
Our adventurers recognize the name of the inventor who has gone missing and may be the cause of a war between kingdoms should he not be returned.
"You see, I was on my way, when suddenly, out of the blue, these kobolds assaulted my wagon."
"If not for the few inventions and blue prints which I had on hand, perhaps they would not have found me interesting enough to keep alive. But we do not dwell on that."
"I am here now, and their bugbear leader has me working around the clock, racking my brain to come up with defenses and machinery which will help them to continue committing their vile acts."
"Have you walked across the pit of tar. That was one of my ideas. Oh, and the gliders of course."
"Now I was hoping you were here to rescue me. I have been doing my best to keep myself busy and alive."
"You see, right here, I am turning cave lichen into explosives. Of course, it will not explode, as that is quite impossible when you take into consideration the molecular consistency of the molds here. . . "
"But I have managed to turn it into something which tastes quite delicious."
"Here, have a taste."
The inventor dips a metal ladel into a pot and holds the spoonful of greenish gray mold out to the adventurers for their sampling.
It looks more delectable to some moreso than others.
