A New You, Tuesday, Period Two

[built_fjord_tough]

Today's class was not in a sewer! Weren't you all so pleased? Instead, it was above the ground, in the city, and you were all set up in a nice little tavern, with all manner of tavern patrons minding their own business, enjoying their drinks. Fjord was behind the bar, quietly wondering to himself if there was anything to the drinks that were back there. They sure as hell looked and smelled real enough...

He'd be disappointed.

"When last we saw our... heroes..." He cast a faintly dubious look at the lot. "... They had been told by Shovels the kobold that the reason they had been committing the dastardly act of digging holes in the dirt was so that they could set traps to keep the gnolls from adjacent cave systems from raiding their homes and eating their children. Yelden noted that the best solution overall would be to assist the kobolds, to help them keep their children safe. Some of you thought... otherwise."

It was amazing just how properly scathing a drawl could be when saying just that one word.

"It's been several weeks and none of you have heard a single damn thing from the kobolds since the sewers were sealed off, preventing them from escaping. The farmer on the outskirts of town is damn pleased with the results, though a few locals had begun complaining about strange sounds from below in the dark of night. Loud yipping noises, barking, snarling... Those noises only lasted a handful of days. Kobolds are small and crunchy and quite possibly taste good with ketchup, after all."

You were all monsters.

"Tonight, you're just enjoying a drink. Nobody in the tavern seems to be paying you any attention. Sit, talk, get to know one another. Discuss any plans you might have had going forward, back before you all got saddled with one another."

Sure, folks, you go right ahead and trust that.

[OOC: Open!]

Problem Solving through Science! | Tuesday, 3rd period

[what_the_shock]

When the students stepped into the Danger Shop today, it was less of a shop and more of a...farm? Fields of wheat on the edge of an ocean. Work with him.

Miguel greeted them in his usual sunglasses, but also a hat this time, because it was really sunny out. (It was a baseball cap. It said "Richmond Spiders". Somewhere, Morph thought he was hysterical.) "Welcome to the sort-of-outside. Each of you gets one section of farm." He waved vaguely at the sections they were in. "Water your crops. In such a way that they won't die. Figure out how to get that water any way you like. As usual, use the shop to give you any equipment you want, but you can't just reprogram it to rain." Because he knew some of you would absolutely try that, yes.