Quite a lot of running about that was. Then again, not sure if you could actually call it running, since our bodies were left in a nice little pile in the front room, and we were projected astrally against our wills. But, that was all settled in the end. We even got a play a nice little game of tag with one of the island residents…it was a bit unfair, though. She was always “it”.
She definitely seemed interested in keeping us from finding the tiles we needed to return to our bodies, but she also displayed a very simple-minded approach to doing so. Guess you can’t expect something without a brain to be an incredibly logical thinker.
Through a stroke of luck, and some good ol’ fashioned thinking on the bard’s end, we quickly figured out the symbols on the tiles were really the mathematic glyphs this world uses as numbers. Funny how numbers always seem to be a pretty solid constant throughout the universe. I wonder if there’s anywhere in the world that counts on a base-9 or base-3 scale. That’d be interesting….
I digress, however. We tricked the stupid little ghost woman, solved her stupid little number problem, and we’re not any closer (as far as I can tell) to getting back on to my ship OR sending this cursed island into the pits of hell where it belongs. Ah well, we got another one of those element discs, at least. Maybe if we get the whole set we might be able to summon another Captain, a nice handsome one that speaks in catchy one-liners…oh, and red boots. Can’t resist a man with the chucks to wear a pair of red boots. Well, one can dream, anyway….