Like the rising tides tonight finds us starting a new adventure again with the coming of Monday. As with last week I am continuing on the adventure from the prompt the weekend before with this weeks adventure starting with The One that Got Away.
So pack your tackle, maybe a picnic or some spears as we go fishing in tonight’s adventure!
The fisherfolk of Starbrook were renown for their ability to land the biggest fishes using their traditional rods and nets. But when their nets come back empty and destroyed, their rods break and their bellies go empty for weeks at end there is a problem.
Something large and dark stirs within the water and the rising tides of the wet season are meant to bring a flurry of fish. But when a fisherfolk is attacked at the waters edge while bringing in the only full net they’ve had in weeks they call for help. Will the party land this catch or will they be left empty handed in the village of Starbrook?
Rising Tides
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The rain hadn’t really stopped since they had crossed through the Messota valley. The large tall tree’s shed water like teardrops as it cascaded down upon them. A traveller that they had shared a camp with had told them that the wet season was approaching and that where they were going, Starbrook, normally had the best fish for sale.
However, as the party entered the village after crossing a rapidly flowing river via a small bridge made from stone and wood they found themselves in a busy village filled with people haggling over fish. While there were a lot of fish around the party would never have described them as the best fish, nor was there quite as many as what they would have led to believe.
Making their way to the merchants hall they found who they were looking for, Rei, a middle aged man who instantly walked up to meet them. ‘Welcome, am I right to assume that you are here for the job?’ he asked in a rushed whisper. ‘We don’t have a moment to lose if that’s the case. Follow me!’
The party were led through a hallways with silken curtains until they were shown into a room. The room wasn’t overly spacious but there was a bed, a few small tables and a chair in the room that looked relatively comfortable. In the bed sat a woman who had a healer wrapping a bandage around her midsection.
‘Sil was fishing last week when something snatched at her net. Like the other fisherfolk that had fished the Messota river the past few weeks she had also reinforced her net to make it stronger as we had been losing a lot of fish to the sharp rocks or predators. However, when she reeled it in she was attacked.’ the man showed the party to the woman’s side.
‘He’s right. I wasn’t the only one to be attacked but I was the only one that’s had this much fuss put over them.’ Sil argued.
‘None of them were this badly injured. The others had their rods snapped or their nets torn.’ Rei raised his voice but caught himself. ‘It’s escalating. What ever it is, this creature is no longer just targeting the fish its targeting our people.’
The two exchanged a tough gaze before Rei turned to the party. ‘We have enough fish to keep some of the traders happy. But the wet season has started and this ability to state our trade agreements wont last much longer. We need that beast hunted, are you the right people for the job?’
Thanks for joining me for the start of another week. Don’t forget that I will continue to expand this adventure each day this week in the lead up for the zine this weekend. So don’t forget to come back each day to stay up to date and lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe
Brazen Wolfe Tabletop 