Part 5: Making Progress is Like Making Love; it Doesn't Happen Often
Chapter 5: Making Progress is Like Making Love; it Doesn't Happen Often.
Last time, Diermot and Ratpouch had made their way to The Magpie Tavern in search of information on Goewin's whereabouts. They found help in the form of Morkus, a horrible drunkard with a bad attitude.
Diermot decides to ask ratpouch for advice, because that's always a good idea...
Remember kids: Diermot and Ratpouch are characters in a computer game - you are not! Just say no to alcohol!
You read that right, the game just told us to say no to alcohol. Good thing we know better.
Actually, Ratty's advice was pretty much on the nose this time, so let's head off and have a chat with Luthern at his forge.
Better stop to have a gossip first.
Diermot: Did you know that Goewin has been imprisoned?
Gwyn: You could leave your door unlocked in those days, and no one would dream ofgoing into your house. How things change! It scarce seems like the same town anymore.
Shut up, Gwyn! Christ!
At the forge...
Luthern: Is it about Goewin?
Diermot: Yes. She has been arrested by the Skorl!
Diermot: No, I haven't.
Luthern: He is a resourceful rogue. See if he has any ideas about rescuing Goewin!
Diermot: Where can I find Grub?
Luthern: I've no idea! I can't stray far - the Skorl are watching me. You might find him at the Magpie.
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Looks like we've just stepped into something a lot bigger than we were anticipating.
Let's ask Luthern's lovely mother about it.
Catriona: Don't waste your time with him, young man. He's got more than his fair share of bad habits.
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Time to ask the townsfolk about Grub and the Black Goat. If you've been paying attention, you will probably have already guessed who Grub is, but we're going to ask around anyway.
We bump into Mallin on the way to the Severed Arms.
Diermot: Where can I find Grub?
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Let's ask Ratpouch about it.
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Diermot: Where can I find Grub?
Let's go into the Severed Arms and ask the cool kids what's what...
...by which, I mean have a drink.
Gereint: That's one groat.
Diermot: Where can I find Grub?
Gereint: Anywhere but here! And if you're a friend of his you can take your custom elsewhere!
Diermot: No, I can assure you I've never met him! Please, I just need to see him.
Fuck you, Gereint!
Let's ask Edwina.
Diermot: Where can I find Grub?
Diermot: Is he a great philosopher, then?
Edwina: No, he's a lazy old sod.
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Edwina: No man, woman or child was safe when the Black Goat was abroad, for it feasted on human flesh!
Diermot: Goodness! What happened to it?
I doubt that's the same Black Goat we're looking for.
That leaves Ultar!
Diermot: Where can I find Grub?
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Ultar doesn't take kindly to furries. I hope that won't cause any negativity among the...
Psycho Serum posted:
What? Hell no. Fuck Ultar. Needs more Ewan.
Oh! Careful whose toes you step on, Ultar. More Ewan, eh?
Ewan: Now then, you could try asking Gereint in the Severed Arms. They're great pals!
Hmmm, I wonder how often Ewan gets outside his shop?
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
To the Magpie!
Gwyn is here again so let's ask her before she leaves.
Gwyn: Are you sure you're looking for the right man, sir? Grub is a drunken scoundrel, not the sort you're invite for dinner!
Gwyn: I don't know where he finds the money to buy ale - he never did an honest day's work in his life!
Gwyn is always prepared with a wall of text for every question.
We might as well ask Morkus, seeing as we're here.
Diermot: Where can I find Grub?
Such a charming man.
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Just Nellie left to ask.
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Diermot: Where can I find Grub?
There you have it, if you didn't already guess (which you probably did), Grub is the tramp in the Magpie Courtyard.
Diermot: What do you know about the Black Goat?
Diermot: What happened to the poetry?
Grub: That's for the tourists. Now listen carefully, boy...
The beggar hands you a curiously designed metal object then lapses into silence again.
So, now we have a new lead: Taidgh, the magician. We also have a lockpick, which might prove useful.
Diermot: Have you seen Taidgh?
Next time, we make some actual progress and do something other than talking to people.