Here Be Dragons

Session 2: Up, Up, and Zeppelins Away!

Around Half the World in 5 Days


Courtesy of Lucy’s daredevil tendencies and cognizant of the ticking clock, our troupe of intrepid treasure hunters returned to Cairo to arrange their trip home in record time, pausing only long enough to get their treasures crated up before piling onto one of the newfangled fixed wing aeroplanes and ‘hopping’ over the Mediterranean to Frankfort, Germany, and the transatlantic Graf Zeppelin. At $590 US dollars (the equivalent of about $10,300 US dollars in 2014) a ticket, and calling in several favors, Lucy was able to secure enough rooms and cargo space for their return.

Exhausted from their time in Egypt and the harrowing, turbulence-filled flight to reach the zeppelin on time, the group spent their first night catching up on food and sleep, not venturing out until late morning the next day. While most of the team spent the first few days socializing and picking up information, the professional scholars, antiquarian George Salby, and archeologist Professor Currie retreated to their cabin to study the scrolls the group had liberated from the tomb, much to their intellectual interest and emotional dismay as the scrolls were full of very disturbing information and imagery.


After spending time among their fellow passengers, Lucy and her bodyguard Martin in the first class lounge and dining room, geologist Joe Simpson, Henry Shetrone, George Salby, and Professor Currie in the lower lounge, our adventurers met for a late breakfast in Lucy’s stateroom to share thoughts that among the passengers were the Omega team of treasure hunters; the young female victim whose chest had been sliced open (see session 1), still in a coma but strangely still alive despite all medical expectations; and the doctor who had taken responsibility for her.

After some discussion, the group split up again to explore: Lucy, Professor Currie, and Martin off to see the doctor and his young patient, and Henry, George, and Joe to ascertain how best to raid the other team’s finds.

In the course of their visit with the doctor, Lucy and her companions were a bit disturbed by the ease with which the doctor overcame the societal politeness that restricted discussion of the poor woman’s attack, medical condition, and wounds and carried on at great length and detail. While disturbing, his attention and lengthy discourse did give Professor Currie and the PI (Martin) a chance to look around. Finding little of note until Martin began looking through the unlatched medical bag, a ‘paper cut’ from the razor sharp edge of an obsidian blade hidden near the bottom had him paying closer attention. He also noticed a not-so-small incision in the lining of the bag, closed with a line of neat surgical stitches—not your normal patch. Using the newly acquired blade, Martin sliced quickly through the stitches and found a warm, faintly pulsating red shard almost as large as his open hand. With some sleight-of-hand, he managed to pocket both the thin, ragged shard and the larger and sharper blade without further injury and signaled that it was time for them to go.


Below decks, the others had found that the other team’s storage area was in the same vicinity as their own, more private, storage area. A bit of flattery and some drinks later got the the schedule of porters responsible for the area. The evening before docking in NYC, Lucy, Martin, Henry, and Joe headed below to the storage area while George and Professor Currie spent the evening in the passenger lounge, conspicuously in sight and buying a few rounds for crew and new acquaintances—the other team included.

Dismayed by the sheer volume of extremely large antiquities the other team had in the hold, the below deck team decided to slip the porter a mickey so as to have no witness to the ensuing luggage shenanigans. A few hours—and much effort—later the group was in possession of a new crate of objects, including an engraved tablet of unknown material and origin. The material turned out to be the same material as the trap guarding the tomb’s inner sanctum, much to Martin’s dismay. Determined to proved that the blindness and voices he’d fallen into at the tomb was a fluke, he laid hands on the material once more.

Sadly, he was mistaken and, lacking the necessary ingredients for the cure, Lucy was only able to partially restore his vision, though it mercifully diminished the voices to almost nothing for the rest of the trip.


FYI, if I am mistaken in who went were and when, leave a comment or select the pencil on pad icon to the left of the title to make edits/additions.

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