Stood up!
Azagoche regrets to inform you that she will not be able to meet you. Upon some investigation she has determined that meeting you may endanger what she may do in the future and thus perhaps cause you to cease to exist! May you live well. She also advises you to steer clear of Baba Iaga, this may have been her design all along...

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"Well, all dressed up and no where to go. I think we'll be better off without her and her meddling ways. So let's eat a great meal and figure out what the hells we want to do and where the hells we want to go." Jack starts to eat a heaping pile of squab and laps at his glass of wine. " Now, just to charge up this staff and find a new body. Stupid fur."
The Captain's Tap is crowded this afternoon. Despite your failed meeting with Azagoche the Tap proves to be a wealth of information. Ship captain's seem to favor the Tap to trade stories and rumors. Several book rooms and stay there while in port. With little effort you are able to come up with several opportunities for employment or exploration:

Cpt. Kleven tells that the village elders of Thorum are looking for skilled men to investigate strange occurrences and the disappearance of a local cleric.

It is rumored that Zazar has purchased a ancient stone tablet inscribed with directions to a ancient trove of magical weapons. You remember Zazar don't you...

Cpt. Thorn of the Black Gull tells that the village of Ambroshea Trades is seeking adventurers to check on the welfare of a bastion to Gorhan in the Blood Mountains.

3 Different merchants report that ships and caravans traveling in or around the Zoz Jungle have disappeared and the lost loot has not turned up in any local markets. Many think the treasure is being stockpiled in the jungle.

Locally a Storm Lord, Leotah, is seeking adventurers to bring Emirkol to justice. Locals tell of several terrible acts he has commited this last week.

Balti, the Inn's astronomer, has a bit too much Royal Reserve and share a couple interesting items. Supposedly 1 day out of Lone Rock there is rumored to be a temple ruin where castor's could free themselves of corruption! Unrelated, he has found reference to an ancient vampire's tomb. Balti thinks he may know where it lies and does not believe it has been looted as of yet. The Crypt of Srihoz may have 600 years of treasure in it.

Many ships are seeking crew if any of you are so inclined.

You have another hour or so of mingling before the doors are barred for the night's dark masters.

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The Tap house specialties:

Mushroom stuffed lobster tail

Royal Reserve (Strong pale ale)

Octopus soup

Roast Pelican

Enjoy!
Clive appreciates the exotic fare of the sea town but comments to Jack of his relative fatigue of islands. "Give me a place where I might see the passing of four seasons again. And I never thought I'd say I actually miss the first gruel of the fall harvest. How is it my friend that we are so far from the place we called our home? Of the fools errands and opportunities for relatively meaningless suicide none appeal to me. But if you wish to shed the gift of the form that the Mother chose for you I would travel with you. If only for the prospect of relieving you of those who seek your body parts for their own spells. Grandmother told me of a man who traveled in an odd blue box that people say was bigger on the inside. Any place or time, or so the old tales go. Now finding the man in the blue box would intrigue me or I will follow the next sign the Mother provides. I hope she does not call me before the morning, the prospect of a comfortable place to sleep too has my interest."
"I'd like to see this blue box. It must be like the wooden daisy box we own. Oh my friend, I have enjoyed the journey. But how it would be nice to rest for awhile and not to have a tail, or fur, or webby hands. Oh well, the price for magic and death. Now minstrel, sing me a song of brave warriors and maids with big breast." Jack tries to do a trick for the crowd with water, grapes, his freeze ability and a wench with a low cut dress.
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Hmm. So many choices..... I vote for Crypt of Srihoz. Then the temple outside Lone Rock because I'll have so much spell corruption on me after fighting a 600 year old vampire you'll have to pull my twelve tentacles and fourteen eyed ass into the place so I might be reset. Need to drink more.. Grape trick with a woman with bigger tits. d20 + 2 => [16] = 18
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Damn. I'm good at this grape trick. Wench more drinks!
The lady's are drawn to the Fox!
As they should be. " More drinkies! More wenches. More grapes. Hey baby every do it with a furry?"
"Then my friend we should talk to Adric. If you have second thoughts about our journey in the morning let us know. And if you might put in a kind word for me the night is cold without a den mate."
After the evening of debauchery, in the morning bustle. Clive will suggest that we pursue the lead Balti the Astronomer mentioned, unless Jack finds his current state of being more attractive come the dawn.
Is that what the rest of you think? I will prep that way then unless I hear different...
Shhhhh. Not so loud Clive. I think seeing Balti is a good idea. This Balti seems to have some interesting leads, but I can live with the webbie hands for a while. We may need to leave this town since little miss bitchy elf arrow maker saw Adric's bow. Oh my head. I need to grind up some willow bark.
Clive heals Jack's "affliction" with the words.

"May you use your gifts to do the Mother's bidding."

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As Jack finds himself feeling markedly better without grinding anything. Clive remarks,
"the Mother chose this form for you for a reason my friend."
Jack grins. " May be the Mother had a hand in this form. But it could also be that there is a Mad God at a table of chance and he just rolled this body by luck. Thanks for the cure to my head."
""Perhaps, I have learned not to doubt the lessons she teaches. By what men call mad are the Mother's greatest deeds accomplished." Says Clive.