GM: Thanks for coming.
DW: Hey, everyone else may have been busy this week, but I figured I'd welcome the new guy to the campaign. Besides, you came up with an adventure just for Doc?
GG: Sure did! Ready?
DW: Just so long as you don't make the sky fall again.
GM: Funny you should say that. There's a bounty out for cloud thieves.
The rest of the party is currently indisposed...
DW: Drunk all day and through the night?
GM: Close enough.
DW: Fine. Chasing a bounty's enough reason to– !! Is this the pegasus enclave?
GM: Yes. They put the bounty out. Someone stealing their clouds in this area, and no one has caught them yet. Many who go looking turn up missing. Others are found in small craters, as if dropped from a great height – with intricate patterns of scorch marks on their corpses. One recent search party left word where theyheaded–
DW: I see where this is going. Do I blunder into the thieves?
GM: They blunder into you.
DW: Oh, gee. Chills down my spine.
GM: And the rest of you. It's a massive thunderhead! Big enough to deploy a tornado! Up you go!
DW: If this is "rocks fall, Doc dies"…
(beat)
SFX: (CLICK!)
GG: You have rocs in this world?
GM: No, and don't-
DW: Sorry. Not enough rolls to feed them.
GM: Arrgh!
GG: Did we give him the blues?
DW: Let's move along before he pops.
GG: J'azz a good idea.
