Thorgenson was good to his word. In the morning after the horrors in the woods he again offered and indeed seemed to sincerely be looking forward to traveling to Tornack with everyone.
After reconvening in the Hobnail, Zaramir introduced Gelfin to Wenzel. Gelfin, surprised at the existence of the Rothe, was quick to ingratiate himself and learn more about Wenzel. He was not the only one though. A bar patron also seemed intrigued by this rare being. Lia, a dark haired, black clad, hooded, and seemingly human person, asked to come along seeing as she too was witness to the events of [[Crastor's Day]].
After getting to the docks and boadring the ship, Gelfin and Lia helped Thorgenson's crew load up a particularly delicate box that seemed to have strange runes on it. They placed it within easy access to investigate later.
Thorgenson and crew were soon underway. He passed out some flasks to the adventurers and toasted a safe and fast voyage. Unfortunately on the second day a storm started brewing causing the group to stay below as the sailors kept the ship undercontrol.
Overcome with curiosity the group decided to investigate the mysterious box. After creating an illusion of subterfuge on the hold's entrance, Wenzel passed a crowbar to Zaramir who cracked the box open. The box wasn't the only thing to crack though. Upon opening the box it was revealed, all to late, that the crowbar has cracked the surface of a glass globe filled with swirling clouds. The clouds began to issue forth from the crack.
All of sudden the ship tilted 90 degrees causing supplies and adventurer's to tumble. Gelfin fell so hard he smashed into a cache of weapons and was impaled on a spear.
Luckily for the group potions and other supplies were rolling around on the floor and they managed to bring Gelfin back from the brink.
Regaining some composure the group set about to try and fix what they had broken. Using [[Canard's Tape]]. Unfortunatly the tape didn't hold so well but another accidental slip of Zaramirs hand replaced the crack with a sizable hole causing the clouds to billow out of the globe.
Another wave smashed into the ship sending the group off its feet.
Wenzel, in an attempt to bring the ship under control tried to make it to the helm but was knocked over and became tangled in the loose ropes on deck. The constant rocking smashed him back and forth between the gunnels.
Gelfin sent his unseen servant to the helm to hold the wheel while Lia bounded onto the main deck helping Wenzel back to his feet. Wenzel, undaunted by his injuries made his way to the helm and tried to right the ship. At the helm Wenzel witness something truly awe inspiring.
A giant godlike figure made of clouds and thunder was raining down lightning and stirring the oceans to madness. The Cloud figure threw out his hands and a wave swamped the boat.
The group woke up on a tropical island. Boxes, wood and other sundries washing on shore with them. They searched the area immediately around them finding some supplies and objects. Healing potions, two vials of liquid, one blue one red, a dagger with a pearl handle, a whip with threaded gold running through it, and a fork and knife of silver trimmed obsidian.
In their search they came upon Thorgenson who was grievously wounded. Plying him with health potions only slowed down his agony but it gave him the wherewithal to snort something from his belt. Immediately his wound was healed but the side effect caused him to go catatonic and rigid as a board.
The group pulled him back to the fire only to be set upon by four zombies. After irresponsibly throwing his weapons into the ocean and the forest Zaramir began to punch the foes as the others picked them off with sword and arrow. Everyone fought and beat them back but a Zombie Beholder took their place. It pushed and fought and everyone worked valiantly to beat the monster back. Unfortunately it wasn't quite enough.
The Beholder paralyzed Wenzel with a beam from its eye, and frightened Zaramir to the point of immobility leaving him open to attack. The Beholder grabbed Zaramir by the arm and flung him into the woods ripping his arm from his socket.
The monster then wrapped its pseudopodic eyes stalks around Thorgenson and dragged him into the woods leaving the adventurers alone on the beach beaten but itching to get even.