Your teammate mumbles incoherently. Around you, various protests are half-heartedly stated before the speaker rolls over and falls back to sleep. Your teammate blinks bleary-eyed at you and asks "Wha? Who are you?"

What do you tell them?

The voice above you says "Heh, holiness, eh? I could live with that." A huge hand grabs your head and the smiling face of an orc leans in close to you, close enough to make out his face in the darkness, close enough to smell the stench of his breath. "We're getting ready to have fun," he says lowly, before raising its voice and yelling behind him "Aren't we, men?"

A cacophony of guttural yells go up in response to his question.

How do you respond?

Your spirit-dragon emits from your speakers as your band plays the head-bangingest METAL that ever was, and your tremendous dragon of fire meets its numerous but small opponents from the opposing band. This is a battle of principles!

What song are you playing?

White fire erupts from the creature's body as the insectoid parts vaporize and disappear into the aether. What remains is too mutilated to properly identify. Poor soul was torn apart before its parts were ever used.

{Skill: Exorcism}
What do you do now?

You and your captive drop into the sewers without incident (well, your captive might have a bruise), where several of your associates are waiting.

What do you tell them?

Through repeated bashing, you manage to break down one of the walls. Light streams in through the hole, which is fortunate since all that thrashing put out the fire you were carrying.

{Trait: Iron Jaw}
What do you see on the other side of the wall?

A reedy, raspy voice replies "Of course" before the figure moves down one direction of the sewer line. You begin walking down the other direction, confident your team can handle the rest. They join you in mere moments, the hostage in tow.

Where are you and your band going?

Your teammate suddenly sits up straight, eyes alert. "Wha- How- Nevermind", they say "Let's get going." With that, you both make haste out of the room.

What are you looking for?

You run around the orc once, twice, three times. He watches you with some amusement before grabbing your head again and facing you away from him. Suddenly the entire wall which your facing lifts up, light streaming into the room. As your eyes adjust, you see a jungle beyond. The orc lets you go and pushes you forward, as you see two dozen other captives race out from the former shadows into the trees. "Gives us some challenge!" he roars from behind you.

What do you do?

Your search isn't long as the room is rather small. The door opens into a narrow hallway lit by eerie green lights. The hallway stretches to your left and right, and you can't tell where either leads.

Which direction do you go?

Fisco Vane takes the coin from your outstretched palm and pockets it before taking the offered cigar and lighting it. "Think maybe we should shed some light on the situation?" he asks rhetorically before summoning a small ball of light that fills the empty room. "Looks like a dump," he notes idly before looking at something along one wall. "What do you suppose that means?" he asks, pointing at it with his cigar.

{+2 sight}
{Status: Nervous}
What do you see along the wall?

You climb the nearest tree like a crazy naked ape, and on your way up you meet... a crazy naked ape. An orangutan, to be specific. It grins toothily at you and it says "Butterflies" to you, before grabbing you by the arm and carrying you as it swings wildly through the treetops.

How far does it take you?

With a smokey sigh, Fisco casts a sidelong glance at you before muttering "This had better be worth my time." He walks closer and investigates the whiskey. "Whoever it is has mediocre tastes," he says before leaving the bottle and and opening the only door to the room.

{+2 Sight}
{Status: Nervous}
What is on the other side of the door?

You sense demonic energy emanating from all around you, and especially from below, though between the two directions of the hallway, the presence is stronger coming from your left.

Which way do you choose?

Banners advertise "Trust in Antiquity!" throughout the shop. The sounds of battle are dull and muted behind the wall. You are alone among a variety of artifacts magical and mundane. You can see out onto a busy street in the far front of the store. You could probably spirit away with a small item from the shop, assuming no magical alarms have gone off already.

{Ability: : deal two damage.}
{Status: Barrier}
{Status: Encumbered}
What do you do?

As the orange-furred ape carries you through the jungles, your screams, rising and falling in time with the swings, join in the cacophony of the jungle. The orangutan drops you in the petals of a giant flower, vibrant and striking colors standing out among the deep greens of the jungle. It takes up a position nearby, grabbing a fruit from arms length and watches you intently. "Go on, eat," it says through a mouthful of fruit, indicating the flower it deposited you on.

What do you do?

You head down the hallway as swiftly and silently as you can. Eventually you take a turn around a corner and find yourself in a small room containing a single book upon a lectern.

What do you do?