Beasts of the Boundless Blue
Eight Day of the Twelfth Month 293 AC
You are nothing if not persistent when it comes to finding allies, all the more so for the attempt to set you against Galzerai. For once draconic pride and reason march with the same tread. Perhaps once he hears of the Deep One plot he will agree with you. Lya would like to at least look in on that anvil and if you could arrange some sort of peace or even a ceasefire with the Kelasi Emir... you shake off the thought, no sense planning that far with so many unknowns still on the board. Hopefully in a few days you will have fewer unknowns, you had made use of the goodwill gained with the Sea Guard to ask them to make some discrete unofficial inquiries that will likely serve you better than swimming through every channel and climbing every spiral yourself.
In the meantime you and Lya head out to see the grand menagerie of Vialesk, where beasts carried by a thousand currents are sold and bought be it under the soft silver light of the sunken star or in inky black pools forged and sustained by sorcery, where the weight of the water would crush most beings as surely as being buried under a mountain. There are even a handful of creatures of other Spheres about, hippogriffs flying under the delicate ivory spans of the high bridges and ankhegs pawing nervously at stone and coral, though thankfully no slave trading above or below to darken the strange beauty of the Mirror Market.
While it is not technically illegal to own slaves in the City of Splendid Waves, it is illegal to
trade them and there are a great many temples, guilds and other sanctuaries that will give refuge to runaway slaves. Any slave owners wishing to take their slaves here gambles more surely than in a roadside shell game and you hope lose just as often.
"Look there, I think we should get one of those for Forge samples," Lya points at what seems to be nothing but a tangle of sea serpents coiling around one another in a moss-ringed pool.
"What about them?" you ask frowning.
"They are not coming up for air at all, like the dolphins and the whales the Sea Guard use," he points out. "Worth the price for the Forge..."
Truth be told the planar adaptations, as useful in the seas of home as they are here, are worth a thousand times the asking price and more, but you are not inclined to share that fact with the triton merchant who seems to think he has gotten the better end of the deal when you do not bother to haggle.
Gained Aqueous template for the Flesh Forge
Lost 500 IM
The next beast to draw your eye is no more blessed with sorcery but strange to behold nonetheless, a
toe-bitter the size of a horse, able to rip a man in two in one bite, though surprisingly tame given its enormous girth. They are sold as something akin to guard dogs for long trading journeys, clever enough to train and as fiercely loyal to their owners as they are dangerous to their foes. The trader making the hook-limbed insect do loops to entertain passersby and entice potential buyers assures you that he can procure as many as two hundred of them should you so desire.
Making a note of the offer and moving on it is Lya again who spies the next beast, though more by luck than intent. What had at first appeared to be a patch of pond scum and tangled seaweed with a few large fronds at the center bursts into a churning
strangling action when a small shark corpse is thrown in. Asking back home by means of Lya's other body you discover that the Forge in Lys does not have the template for such a beast so it might be worth considering at least, though they do seem to be ambush predators and not the most hardy at that.
Towards the center of the market you come upon a grizzled merman selling a dozen
elephant sized crabs with sea silk palanquins already built onto their backs to tempt any curious nobles in search of an exotic conveyance you imagine, though you are more interested in its uncannily swift claws for such a large beast. Perhaps the most dangerous creature you encounter however is more akin to the strangler weed than the armored behemoths, grasping tendrils and razor sharp spines it can toss further than a crossbow's arc the
blood lily has surely earned the name for more than the enticing crimson of its petals.
"So it can reproduce on its own...?" you prompt, there is after all only one of the deadly flowers available. Your words are suddenly drowned out by a fearsome roar besides which a lion sounds like little more than a tomcat... there is rage and hunger to that sound yes, but there is magic too. The creature that produced it is scarce less savage in appearance, with the pelt and warding blubber of a seal and the tooth-filled maw of a shark, the
bunyip would make an excellent steed for triton champions, assuming they could train it at least.
The trader bold enough to deal in such beasts explains that he has seven and twenty of them ready for sale at once, but could deliver as many as three times that throughout the month if you so desire.
What do you buy?
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OOC: Sorry this took so long guys, I had to make up a whole new table to roll on.