My Band of Idiots

Moth and Lion

The sun glistened off the Osmiran coastline two islands shining out before me. A new world of discovery and hopefully full of the prospects for a connection to the upper society and joining my great kingdom with the the rest of the world.

Unfortunately the perfect sunlit day was being ruined by a boisterously obnoxious fellow, short and stout, and a tall lean woman with pointed ears. Mages never had many manners these two had been my only traveling companions and had taken to day drinking. The shorter of the two was laying in a bucket of barrels and ropes his reddish beard whips of which caught in the wind. He drank heavily and drank dreadfully. He called himself Ramock. The lady was fair and thin and made trinkets as we traveled I liked her company most. She was called felicity.

The sea had been harsh on our journey, but I tried to keep myself busy and help the crew as much as I could. Which mostly meant keeping out of the way. The under deck stank dreadfully and so I spent most days atop the crows nest with Felicity as she wove soft metal into braids and curling the wires together seamed to make marvellous jewels.

Two weeks after we had set sail we sat in the crows nest and watched the horizon line. When I saw a small circle of islands in the distance and heard the swell of the sea around us. Over the din of the ocean rising voices called hither and tether of "Land Ho,"

I took an opportunity to take flight from the crows nest and settle on the desk of the ship close to the small gnomish captian.

Captian Smallshelid was at once kind and brisk "Land," he said looking though his spy glass in the direction of the land.

"Osmira?" I asked trying to peer at the specks in the distance.

"Seams so, are you ship shape?"

"Ugh, yes I suppose so" I said with a nod then looked up at the distant shapes of land. "When should we arrive?"

"A few hours, prepare yourself," the captain said and nodded to me then said "and would you ever so much mind waking the Dwarf"

I turned back to him "Ramock? I suppose not"

I went towards the stern of the ship and found Ramock laid out in a pile of rope and tried to shake him awake. He grunted at me in a half asleep stupor. Drunk I concluded and went to fetch a bucket of water. Once back I poured the bucket of ocean water over Ramocks head and he shot up eyes bleary and beard puffed out in all directions.

"What did you do that for?" Asked the Dwarf "I was dreaming about lovely Driads dancing around."

"We will be arriving shortly. I thought you might want to clean up?"

"I am clean" Ramock said shortly then huffed as he stood up to his full 4 foot hight and glared up at me.

I shrugged and turned away from him to go back to the crows nest and watch the advancing of the tide and the movement of the islands closing in.

When the ship pulled into port a heavy dock with many people bustling about it we made our way past the toil booth and found ourselves in the city. On cobbled roads and busy gravel paths we walked.

I asked a dock hand if he knew of reputable establishment close by that one could dust off from a journey. My wings fluttered out behind me in a grey mental and he looked up at me taking in my face a long moment before he said "Lucks would be the place for your sort"

I wasn't sure what he meant by my sort but by the by I gathered the direction and set on my way hoping to find this Luck's establishment intact.

Felicity and Ramock spoke the whole while we walked about meeting business acquaintances. I highly doubted the dwarf had any reputable acquaintance and yet Felicity seamed intent. The three of us came to a boarding house called Lucks Lavish Boarding House and Tavern.