The Long Route, Day 69 – Early Evening
The tension eases as your two groups continue to engage in dialog and agree to a mutual dinner. A large campfire is struck just off the Long Route and several large rocks are used as seats.
The mysterious floating individual known as Tikol, communicates using squeaks and whistles and must have someone translate for him. Several of you notice a pseudopod reach out from under the layered cloaks to grab some food and drink.

The blue hulk, Tamah Nojaz, speaks in a deep, booming voice. “It is our intent to brave the Maelstrom of the Radiac Sea and hunt a Cylopean Whale once we board a ship in Nuv Vano. We seek our fortunes as members of a whaling crew.”

The second human in the group, Murv Northkin, is somewhat shy but joins conversation. “What may expect to find in this ‘Hagalton’?” he asks in a low voice.

The mutant monstrosity Zuma Babboi remains at a distance while you eat, volunteering for security watch. Hiona explains that the mutant emanates a chemical, causing uncontrollable horror and panic to those in proximity to her. She is keeping her distance out of courtesy.

“We don’t have much news from the west I’m afraid”, says Hiona. “We came up the east bank of the Orgama River after departing from the trawler we sailed on in the Exica Sea.”

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