This week, the Danger Shop was set up as a
creaky old dock in a harbor, with an
old ship, sails tattered, moored alongside and rocking gently on the waves. The usual long tables were set up beside the dock, plates of cookies within easy reach. As for Janice (who still felt stupid about giving in to the cookie thing) herself, she was perched on a large coil of rope at the end of the dock, chomping on a cigar with her usual gusto.
"This week," she announced once everyone was seated, "we're covering the stories of two ancient seafarers:
Ulysses, AKA
Odysseus, and
Cecrops, the
Lost Mariner. We talked a little bit about the gods last week, and how they loved to screw around with mortals. These two guys here, now, they really got screwed. Did they do something to deserve it? Sure, you could say that. Ulysses could be a pretty arrogant schmuck, right? There's a reason Homer called him the man of many wiles, and by the way Gabrielle knew Homer, but that's beside the point. And Cecrops -- well, any of you know the legend of the
Flying Dutchman? It's a
lot older than you think. But first, a quick
discussion of last week's activity: what've we learned about getting too fancy with words?"
( After the discussion, it was on to the lecture. )[OOC: OCD up, whee!]