Day 4
"Look at it, Athos! My engine is generating more than enough electricity to power the invention! I
told you I knew what I was doing. And those stingers seem perfectly happy." RIvendell hummed gleefully to himself as he contemplated his engine.
Sadly Rivendell's happy contemplation of his beautiful engine and the brilliant inventions it would power was interrupted by the confused voice of his wildclaw friend.
"Well mate, I'm pleased that it works and that shoving them into the tube didn't harm the wee little mites but umm... And don't be taking this the wrong way now, but if it has an engine shouldn't your thingie be, well, doing things?"
Rivendell sighed in exasperation and shook his head at his friend's misassumption.
Some people would have been better off had they actually paid attention in basic engineering instead of whatever it was that Athos had done. Doodling rude pictures of their instructors and stealing lunches probably.
"No Athos, it shouldn't be doing anything. It
is just an engine after all. It needs gears. Without some moving parts this thing won't be doing anything. I'm just not sure where we are going to find any spare gears around here. I haven't seen any lying around and it's not as though we have time to go home. Maybe we could buy some? No, the shops around here only seem to sell food not inventing supplies... OH FOR THE LOVE OF STORMCATCHER! I should have known this would never work!"
Athos grinned at his best friend wildly, "Well mate. If we can't buy 'em and we don't have our own y'know what that means?!!"
"No."
"Yep."
"No."
"C'mon mate, we're off to plunder ourselves some mechanical booty!" Pausing for a moment Athos tilted his head and snickered. "Hee hee. Booty." Turning he ran off into the desert singing loudly off key. "Drink up me hearties yo ho!"
Rivendell shook his head and headed off after his exuberant partner. There was no reasoning with Athos when he got like this. It would be better for him to follow along and try to minimize as much of the ensuing disaster as possible. After all, there was no way they were going to try stealing
again. Not after what happened last time.
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The pair stood gazing across at a plateau at a clan that seemed to be made up entirely of coatls.
"I think it looks like they have a few gears in their hoard" offered Rivendell. "Maybe we should just go over there and politely ask them if they could spare some?"
"Nope. No can do. Pirates don't ask. And besides we don't speak coatl. We would never be able to communicate properly with them savvy?"
"My coatl is fine. I speak excellent coatl."
"Your coatl is horrible. Remember last month's meeting with the neighboring clan? You insulted the clan head's mate and then panicked. And then insulted her again trying to apologize. You spent 3 hours clinging to the ceiling and hyperventilating."
"Fair point. We'll look somewhere else"
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After several hours searching the duo had come across no more likely sources. They had seen and dismissed both a large cave guarded by a pair of dragons as well as a lair near a small oasis. Standing in front of their final hope the pair tilted their heads to the side and considered their options.
"This is perfect! No guards to sneak past. Ok mate, time to commandeer us some gears!" So saying Athos bounded towards the cacti surrounding the lair.
"ATHOS NO!" Rivendell shrieked. "You're going to get... shocked. Too late. Never mind.'
Rivendell sped over to where his singed friend was laying among the small scrub bushes dotting the landscape. "Are you okay? I tried to warn you! This is what you get for running straight into things without looking. One of these days you'll get worse than a shock!"
"Owww... my head. Let's try somewhere else. These are some bits of treasure that aren't meant to be plundered savvy"
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After some debate the pair arrived back at the coatl populated plateau. With any luck at least one of them would speak the common tongue and if not? Well, how insulting could Rivendell
really be?
Choice A: The lair of Coatls
edited for spelling mistake. sorry. missed one!