8.23.2006
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ugh
"Oh yeah, that's the head chef. Chef Tomasco Danza. Not 'Tony', he really hates... er, hated, hated to be called Tony," explains Otto when you show him the body.
"He was a pretty good guy. At least, he was a good chef and always fed me the compost." Otto gets a bit thoughtful. He seems to consider it, but eventually declines to eat the body. "While we otyughs are omnivores, I personally am not much of a necrophile. If you find any rotten vegetables, though, please consider me."
Chef Danza seems to have come from a secret tunnel within the Kitchens, that just loops around near the stairs up. In the passage, you find a small food prep room, devoid of anything except a messy bowl, wooden spoon, and ornate stewpot full of porridge.
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Schmektor leads the charge up north. Schmek, you find a wooden door, promptly kick it open, and reveal what seems to be an inventor's workshop. It's a strange scene.
At a long wooden work table, is seated High Priest Bartholomew, the High Priest of Isaac of the Jug. Clearly out of his mind and starving, he sits with a little bib tucked into his Jug robes, hands full of fork and spoon. He's a pretty old guy and looks at you with giant, deranged eyes. "Time to eat the cookin! Let's get that kettle off the stove, what?" he yells in his hoarse, but still commandingly loud voice. "Let's get that cookin' cookin!" He drools a bit and looks at you expectantly. Hungrily, in a disturbing, almost cannibalistic way.
Wandering around the room are three odd automatons. One is made of wood, thick and clunky. One is made of brass, tall and spindly. And one is made of barbed wire and rusty sheet metal, and looks like a serious industrial accident about to occur.
Tools and whatnot fill the room, along with a bad, senior-citizen-cum-woodshop kind of smell. Truly unique.
Another crash can be heard from back where you came. "Ha ha! Made man gonna can't the get-on-in! Dee-licious! Dee-lightful to de-see you! Dee-construction time! Ha ha ha ha ugh."
('Hoarse mail' changed to 'hoarse male' below. Sorry re: the confusion.)
"He was a pretty good guy. At least, he was a good chef and always fed me the compost." Otto gets a bit thoughtful. He seems to consider it, but eventually declines to eat the body. "While we otyughs are omnivores, I personally am not much of a necrophile. If you find any rotten vegetables, though, please consider me."
Chef Danza seems to have come from a secret tunnel within the Kitchens, that just loops around near the stairs up. In the passage, you find a small food prep room, devoid of anything except a messy bowl, wooden spoon, and ornate stewpot full of porridge.
...
Schmektor leads the charge up north. Schmek, you find a wooden door, promptly kick it open, and reveal what seems to be an inventor's workshop. It's a strange scene.
At a long wooden work table, is seated High Priest Bartholomew, the High Priest of Isaac of the Jug. Clearly out of his mind and starving, he sits with a little bib tucked into his Jug robes, hands full of fork and spoon. He's a pretty old guy and looks at you with giant, deranged eyes. "Time to eat the cookin! Let's get that kettle off the stove, what?" he yells in his hoarse, but still commandingly loud voice. "Let's get that cookin' cookin!" He drools a bit and looks at you expectantly. Hungrily, in a disturbing, almost cannibalistic way.
Wandering around the room are three odd automatons. One is made of wood, thick and clunky. One is made of brass, tall and spindly. And one is made of barbed wire and rusty sheet metal, and looks like a serious industrial accident about to occur.
Tools and whatnot fill the room, along with a bad, senior-citizen-cum-woodshop kind of smell. Truly unique.
Another crash can be heard from back where you came. "Ha ha! Made man gonna can't the get-on-in! Dee-licious! Dee-lightful to de-see you! Dee-construction time! Ha ha ha ha ugh."
('Hoarse mail' changed to 'hoarse male' below. Sorry re: the confusion.)
