Session 2: 11/6/24

I’ve been in some interesting places but Furf’s Brewery had the worst rat problem that I have ever seen. We were swarmed by dozens of them and for a while it seemed like the onslaught wouldn’t end!

Cass was having a rough time dispatching them and it was clearly pissing her off. She just kept missing them. I don’t think she deals with rats very much.

Rags was a true maniac, stomping around and squishing them under his feet. He was wearing these old ratty shoes with holes in them and I swear he was enjoying squishing their entrails between his exposed toes. It was pretty disgusting and he seemed to be enjoying it! I hope he lets Cass make him some new shoes because he definitely needs them now.

Flour….well, tried. She was disgusted and mortified the entire time but she still got into the action and managed to take out a couple with her giant spoon. I felt pretty bad about the amount of rat guts that ended up I her hair and on her dress though. I thought she was going to vomit so many times as she shouted “ew!” over and over but she kept at it and I have to give her some credit for being brave and helping wipe those mangy little beasts out.

Sunshine stayed behind and placed the rat repellant. I heard him singing a tune about the rats from the other room and I haven’t been able to get the tune out of my head since. It wasn’t exactly motivational rat killing music but it did make me laugh.

I brought out my long sword, Díoltasbreith (Judgement and Vengeance, pronounced “Dee-ol-tas-breh”) and wiped out so many of them I almost lost track of my kill count…but not quite  (t was 27) and I was the ultimate winner of the rate killing competition. However, I did that thing again where I show off a little much and end up over my head a little bit because at one point I was swarmed and covered in the little biting monsters as they tried to claim their pound of flesh by clawing at my hands and face. It HURT! I should have waited for the group before taking on that swarm by myself because I think I was the only one injured in the whole encounter. Oh well, scars are attractive, right?

The source of the rat problem was the grain room. Cas was so pissed off at her difficulty with the rats that she tried to destroy the door to get inside and I am so thankful that she didn’t destroy it because there was a literal sea of rats inside. The entire floor was covered with them. I made quick work of them with a stick of dynamite and that room will likely never be clean again. Sorry Hobbs.
Once we wrapped up at the brewery we finally got some time to chat, just the 5 of us. It was killing me that Rags had been being so secretive, and he finally shared with us that the town is known as the City of Thieves and it’s ran by that bartender guy, Griff, as their unofficial King. Everyone is either scared of him or is in debted to him for something. Rags apparently saved Griffs brother from a wolf attack so Rags is under his protection but still does odd jobs for him. Griff is like a father, or idol, to him. I’m glad Rags has that, but I don’t trust Griff any more than I can throw him, and I certainly couldn’t toss him around, the man is HUGE. That coin Rags has was a gift from him and I think its like a house loyalty coin of something like that.

I was only mildly paying attention to that because it occurred to me, in that moment, that back in the brewery I had forgotten all about that plug we used to  drain the basement of water. We were told  it had been lost but it was just sitting on a shelf, which seems  odd because it was super easy to find. I barely even had to look very hard. something feels off about that but maybe I am just jumping to conclusions. Still, my intuition is rarely wrong so I am going to keep that in mind if we spend more time at that brewery.

Rag’s house is AMAZING. It looks like a trash pile from the outside but it was full of furs and when Rags started a fire I couldn’t help but marvel at the atmosphere he has created. Its a shame he has to hide it under the guise of a run down dump. He called us all together because he wants us to join him on a treasure hunt and I think it sounds like a lot of fun. He caught me at a good time as its no longer tournament season. It’s going to cut into my plans to hunt down vampires, but I miss my old friends and if they want to have an adventure, who am I to decline the challenge?

After his long winded presentation I was ready for a shower and a nap. My shower was freezing cold, but it got the rat gore off of me, so I wasn’t about to complain and the nap next to the fireplace was pure bliss. I needed that.