With clues to where Hekaton might be, we went looking for a ship shaped like a Kraken. The airship saved us ludicrous amounts of time as we are flying half-assed and blood thirsty across the mutha fuckin ocean near a place with purple rocks. We found a big ass boat- really, it had a huge booty. Hekaton was being held somehow on it- or he was catching some rays, not quite sure. So we do our thing and swoop down while getting shot by ballista bolts. MY black ass saved a few people from catching one, so you crackas better all be happy I do have junk in my trunk. Wasn't enough though. Air air ship became a sea ship as we slid onto the boat and watch our airship crash into the water. Vashta pulled a neat disappearing act right before touchdown, and those honkey ass cultists went flying everywhere. Heheh.

We landed and took out the crew, captain and first mate and worked on getting Hekaton to wake up.

He is not a morning person (giant), and looked like he was going to pound us to paste, but in another twist of fate, we be workin the charm and got him to keep from punching our tickets, "Hey, Sarissa be your baby, right?" seemed to do the job. We gave him the whole story about his bitchy daughters, bitchy advisor and how rude they all be to us when we was in hi crib. Hekaton be like, "Iymrith be a dragon you fools", and we be like, "Oh no shhiznit?!". So we be following Hekaton back to Maelstrom and rested in style. Then he be like "Iymrith killed my babymomma and tried to get me dead. We know where her scaly skank ass be. Wanna come and give that bitch some domestic training?" We be like, "Uh, she be how old? Shhhit King boss, we be pasted before you can say mutha fuckin dragon." He be all like, "No man, its cool. Got these bottle of old Colt 45 of Giant size. You be playing with the big boys now." We were like, "No shit man! We will totally beat that bitches ass!" And made out way to the desert. Still don't know where in Faerun my black ass actually is . . .