Chapter III: A Knight Out Of Habit
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|Chapter III: A Knight Out Of Habit|
|Linked to||Pigmote Isle|
Story description[edit | edit source]
The Seneschal lead me to the southern side of the island, skirting the Chickenwoods. We passed through a number of raised mounds of earth mixed with fortifying strips of mushroom flesh, which I supposed to be makeshift walls. The settlement was dazzling: this side of the island appeared to be absolutely wreathed in scintillack. The Cavies' dwelling was awash with silver phosphorescence. It was a large colony; most noticeable was the steam-pinnace - the 'Impossible Lamb'? - that had run aground, from which Cavies came and went, bearing supplies. To the right of the ship, farther down the beach, a large group of Cavies lay on bundles of colourful cloth, whining and wailing as if in pain; to the left of the ship was a ramshackle tent of poles and linen in front of which guinea pigs clashed against each other and sharpened their teeth. In the centre of the village was a covered dais, veritably festooned with colourful cloth and guarded by well-decorated knights. I suspected this was where King Gracegnaw kept council. "Be welcome, Captain, in the Kingdom of Cavia, Capitol of our Isle and Blessed by the light of Our Lady's Eye." The Seneschal spoke solemnly, but with a hint of sadness to her words. "Or so it was, and shall be again. I must speak with our King and prepare your arrival. My Page will show you the area, and bring you in sight of His Splendour in good time. Page!" A much smaller guinea pig, its fur braided with a slender strip of Parabola linen, scurried over, and bowed. The Seneschal took her leave.
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Frequency: Always (100%)
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|I visited the hospital
Were those guinea pigs... quarantined?
||The Black Death
An elderly looking Cavy greeted me, eyeing me gravely...
|I visited the steam-pinnance on the beach
Was this indeed the 'Impossible Lamb'? Wasn't it reported overrun by rats?
||A chalky shore
The Page chittered while I inspected the vessel...
|I visited the barracks
What chance could guinea pigs stand against the weaponed might of the Rattus Faber?
||Evening the odds
The Page led me to the Barracks, where the Knights didn't deign to speak to one so undecorated as I...
|I had seen enough
It was time for my audience with the King.
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