We will install reactionless thrusters for you. They are much more efficent.
Whoa...hang on there borg-boy. We row this boat. That's part of the job description - ROWING. No thrusters - reactionless or otherwise - allowed. Just back off Chuck.
"That's +2 to your Profession (rower) checks!"
"That's +2 to Charisma for me!"
STROKE!
I hope there aren't too many freeloaders and stowaways...oh well, the shark gave us an initial head start, and new crew members always seem to show up!
Bard -- awesome on the stroke drum!
Row, row, row your...
Aw dang! What comes next?
...lead designer, quickly 'cross the sea!
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Pathfinder RPG!
"It's free action time!"
I think we need a moment of silence for the late Patrick Swayze - an inspiration to us all.
Pauses for moment of silence.
By the way, are Bulmahnauts dancers?
Pauses for moment of silence.
By the way, are Bulmahnauts dancers?
I've been known to "get down, get down, and boogie" on occasion.
Takes a sip of mead from his red dragon drinking horn, then pours the rest of it as an oblation into the sea.
I've been known to "get down, get down, and boogie" on occasion.Pauses for moment of silence.
By the way, are Bulmahnauts dancers?
So, the Memorial Dance of the Minotaurs? Does our bard know what is required for this ritual?
Dance of the Minotaurs? That's got "bull in a china shop" written all over it.
You're right, 5!
Consults charts.
And according to my readings, the Fine China Isles are just WNW from here, and we can make the first of them with less than a day's row. Are we agreed that we should pull for the Fine China Isles?
Agreed! I really like the fine and delicate tracery they put on their work. It makes me feel like a pretty flower.
I can't wait to get there. Do they have natives? Maybe they'll throw us a party.
I hope the great Bulmahn is taking notice.
Doesn't he See All, Know All?
Yes, the question is does he always pay attention to what he sees?I hope the great Bulmahn is taking notice.Doesn't he See All, Know All?
I have confidence that he does.
Just remember, when land is sighted, we want to go ashore quickly, locate the nearest china market, dance the Memorial Dance of the Minotaurs, then run back to the ship fast. We can always cavort with native females once we get Jazon to Oz. And there's always the possibility that the natives will be less than thrilled after with our dance...
of course Jason notices! He's just holed up in the Captain's quarters, designing great things, relying on his faithful crew.
Head-butts jester into nearest shark jaws.
Edit: Wow, I headbutted him so hard, he disappeared!
Still no sight of land?
Whew!
The going was slower than I thought. The currents must have been against us.
<Notices his oar stroke is going the opposite way Bulmahnaut #11's is>
Sorry boss...
The sound of an oar straining under the pressure of the angry grip of 1 is heard throughout the benches.
Bard, call double time! I'm getting hungry and tired of rowing.
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Did someone say they were hungry?!? Here's something fresh from the sea...
Grilled Salmon with Maple-Dill Glaze
Ingredients:
MAPLE-DILL GLAZE
• 1 1/2 teaspoons Dijon mustard
• 2 tablespoons balsamic vinegar
• 1/4 cup Hungry Jack® Microwave Ready Lite Syrup
OR Hungry Jack® Microwave Ready Regular Syrup
• 1/2 teaspoon finely minced garlic
• 1 teaspoon dill weed
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• 2 tablespoons Crisco® Puritan Canola Oil with Omega-3 DHA
• 4 (4 oz.) salmon fillets, rinsed and patted dry
• 1 (16 oz.) bag frozen vegetable blend like Baby Corn Blend*
Preparation Directions:
1. WHISK together mustard, vinegar, syrup, garlic, dill weed and salt in small bowl. Gradually whisk in oil. Place 3 tablespoons glaze in a resealable food storage bag with salmon. Marinate 1 hour in refrigerator.
2. BRUSH grill pan with oil and heat over medium-high heat. Once grill is hot, place fillets, skin side up, in pan. Cook 10 to 12 minutes, turning once or until fish is opaque throughout. Place 3 tablespoons glaze in a small bowl. Brush the fillets with glaze during the last few minutes of cooking.
3. COOK vegetable blend according to package directions. Drain if necessary. Divide vegetables evenly onto 4 dinner plates. Center fillets over vegetables. Serve drizzled with remaining warmed glaze.
TIP * Baby Corn Blend is a mixture of white corn, broccoli florets, baby whole cob corn and Parisienne carrots, and can be found in your grocer's freezer.
Yield: 4 Servings
Prep Time: 15 min
Cook Time: 15 min
Mmmmm....
Refreshed by the magically appearing chef golem, the Bulmahnauts power row to the Fine China Isles. The morning sun lights the lagoon like a pale emerald. Native girls crowd the beaches, hoping to discover if all that is said of Bulmahnauts in legend is true.
They speak of us in legend?
Bard! How's the circulation of your latest edition of Legendarium Bulmahnensis™ doing?
I'll be up in the crow's nest.
Why do you think I'm going up the the nest?
Well, on the positive side, we don't have to worry about you two being distracted by native girls...but what happened to the Dance of the Bulmahnauts and getting Jason back on his way? I've already located the island's China market with my spyglass, let's get going!
Hey! Who are you calling a...oh, never mind.
Oh, all right, let's dance.
Rushing into the marketplace, he leaps into the middle of a large display of china in the first store he comes to, shattering the finest, formal dinnerware with every move of his bulk, to the accompaniment of the bard. He picks up two the largest pieces at hand, banging them against one another in counterpoint to the time. When they shatter, he reaches out for replacements, his hooves stomping in time, his horns and elbows knocking over neighboring displays, raining china shards all over the store. He works himself up into an ecstatic frenzy, oblivious of the outcry he raises among the shop-keepers.
<Pirouettes into stunned onlookers, knocking them over>
With a mighty bovine shout, he cries out,
FOR JASON!!!
REMEMBER PATRICK SWAYZE!!!
<Makes 21-trumpet salute with...a trumpet>
REMEMBER PATRICK SWAYZE!!!
Sweat dripping off his coat and down on to his kilt, chest heaving with his exertion, he stops to look at the chaos around him, and his fellow Bulmahnauts.
Is that all you guys got?
You missed my mighty pas de chat. I flattened some farmer's crop with that.
Begins to pirouette while holding a warhammer in each hand, spinning faster and faster. Eventually, comes to a gut-wrenching stop, letting fly with his warhammers, and grunting with satisfaction at the ensuing destruction.
All right, Bulmahnauts, run for the ship!
We've got angry natives chasing us across an island strewn with broken china, and a little birdie just told me that in the future, we get Jason to Oz.
RUN FOR THE SHIP!