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"Yes, it seems a strange possession for a radish farmer. We would have to conclude the cyclops was simply in the right place at the right time, its fall from the sky a complete fluke." Bonzo noted.

Tarto shifted in her seat as the matter of Flapjack is pressed "Well...how do I put this...Flapjack is an intelligent creature called a 'flumph' who insists on wearing a tricorne hat at all times. Fashion choices aside, he's a bit much."

Mirt shifts some papers "Hmm...privateer under Andru's commission these days."

Saerthe added "Imagine a 7 year old with 100 actual voices in their head, and who wears their flip-of-a-switch emotions on their sleeve. Hyperactive, social skills M.I.A... And then there's the smell...its one that stays with you for a lifetime. Great jammer though. Trustworthy. And like we said, the best guide for Bral's underrealms."

As the conference goes on, new security strategies are floated. The construction of new observatories seems to be a popular conclusion, with more efficient watch rotations and better scopes. The sky-interceptor team which had been water thin recently is something Mirt promises to bolster, having called back a good portion of the Fleet. Exploratory missions as well as distant patrols are cancelled in favor of sticking closer to ground. More ships in the docks means more personnel present in the halls. More ships in the sky means a better first alert. If the Old Wolf can pull off some kind of accounting miracle, was the unspoken condition on everyone's mind.

"...of course we could really use more cadets like you three." he adds. "Walk into any major city on the Sword Coast and say 'Spelljamming' if you want to hear 'Jam this' before a kick in the arse. We've tried to keep the Academy hidden since its birth a few years back but maybe we hid it too well. Not enough on Toril know a tick about it."

"Baldur's Gate has seen an increase in recruits, what with that nautiloid incident..." Tarto was quick to point out.

Mirt sighed "...and the githyanki got there before any of us was the wiser. We'd need ships in every city to really counter something like that. Recruiting stations as common as Zhentarim offices. We're a long ways from that...but we can at least see to it the ones we got get graduated."

It seems like another life when the graduation date was an unsure thing lingering in the distance, but now it was only a few weeks away.

Cointhief

Cointhief

"Yes, it seems a strange possession for a radish farmer. We would have to conclude the cyclops was simply in the right place at the right time, its fall from the sky a complete fluke." Bonzo noted.

Tarto shifted in her seat as the matter of Flapjack is pressed "Well...how do I put this...Flapjack is an intelligent creature called a 'flumph' who insists on wearing a tricorne hat at all times. Fashion choices aside, he's a bit much."

Mirt shifts some papers "Hmm...privateer under Andru's commission these days."

Saerthe added "Imagine a 7 year old with 100 actual voices in their head, and who wears their flip-of-a-switch emotions on their sleeve. Hyperactive, social skills M.I.A... And then there's the smell...its one that stays with you for a lifetime. Great jammer though. Trustworthy. And like we said, the best guide for Bral's underrealms."

As the conference goes on, new security strategies are floated. The construction of new observatories seems to be a popular conclusion, with more efficient watch rotations and better scopes. The sky-interceptor team which had been water thin recently is something Mirt promises to bolster, having called back a good portion of the Fleet. Exploratory missions as well as distant patrols are cancelled in favor of sticking closer to ground. More ships in the docks means more personnel present in the halls. More ships in the sky means a better first alert. If the Old Wolf can pull off some kind of accounting miracle, was the unspoken condition on everyone's mind.

"...of course we could really use more cadets like you three." he adds. "Walk into any major city on the Sword Coast and say 'Spelljamming' if you want to hear 'Jam this' before a kick in the arse. We've tried to keep the Academy hidden since its birth a few years back but maybe we hid it too well. Not enough know a tick about it."

"Baldur's Gate has seen an increase in recruits, what with that nautiloid incident..." Tarto was quick to point out.

Mirt sighed "...and the githyanki got there before any of us was the wiser. We'd need ships in every city to really counter something like that. Recruiting stations as common as Zhentarim offices. We're a long ways from that...but we can at least see to it the ones we got get graduated."

It seems like another life when the graduation date was an unsure thing lingering in the distance, but now it was only a few weeks away.

Cointhief

Cointhief

"Yes, it seems a strange possession for a radish farmer. We would have to conclude the cyclops was simply in the right place at the right time, its fall from the sky a complete fluke." Bonzo noted.

Tarto shifted in her seat as the matter of Flapjack is pressed "Well...how do I put this...Flapjack is an intelligent creature called a 'flumph' who insists on wearing a tricorne hat at all times. Fashion choices aside, he's a bit much."

Mirt shifts some papers "Hmm...privateer under Andru's commission these days."

Saerthe added "Imagine a 7 year old with 100 actual voices in their head, and who wears their flip-of-a-switch emotions on their sleeve. Hyperactive, social skills M.I.A... And then there's the smell...its one that stays with you for a lifetime. Great jammer though. Trustworthy. And like we said, the best guide for Bral's underrealms."

As the conference goes on, new security strategies are floated. The construction of new observatories seems to be a popular conclusion, with more efficient watch rotations and better scopes. The sky-interceptor team which had been water thin recently is something Mirt promises to bolster, having called back a good portion of the Fleet. Exploratory missions as well as distant patrols are cancelled in favor of sticking closer to ground. More ships in the docks means more personnel present in the halls. More ships in the sky means a better first alert. If the Old Wolf can pull off some kind of accounting miracle, was the unspoken condition on everyone's mind.

"...of course we could really use more cadets like you three." he adds. "Walk into any major city on the Sword Coast and say 'Spelljamming' if you want to hear 'Jam this' before a kick in the arse. We've tried to keep the Academy hidden but maybe we hid it too well. Not enough know a tick about it."

"Baldur's Gate has seen an increase in recruits, what with that nautiloid incident..." Tarto was quick to point out.

Mirt sighed "...and the githyanki got there before any of us was the wiser. We'd need ships in every city to really counter something like that. Recruiting stations as common as Zhentarim offices. We're a long ways from that...but we can at least see to it the ones we got get graduated."

It seems like another life when the graduation date was an unsure thing lingering in the distance, but now it was only a few weeks away.

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