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> Slay the grues with that pancake fork!
You mean Blajkffsbgaushf?
> YES!
Alright. You take out the fork, and with a grace not seen since William Tell, you throw the fork at one of the terrorist-grues. He slumps over, dead.
> YAY!
Too bad you had only one magical pancake fork. The other two t-grues advance on you.
> push Spanish bard at the t-grues
Thinking quick, you take the hiding Spanish bard, who was hiding right next to you, and push him into one of the t-grues' gaping maw. "Hey, baje de mi!" he says in garbled Spanish before he is eaten. The t-grue, succumbing to it's natural instinct to eat, eats the bard. The t-grue promptly dies of indigestion.
> Sweet.
The last t-grue, however, eats you. But, just as it throws you, screaming and all, in it's giant mouth, you suddenly wake up. It turns out the t-grue hijacking was all a dream, and you are now in Edinburgh, Scotland.
> So I didn't really slay those grues back there?
Yep. It was a dream because you already had used Blajkffsbgaushf back at the Martins Hotel, but with the way dreams work, you had it in the dream. Also, the Spanish bard is still here.
> disembark
You get off the plane, and are now standing in the lobby of Edinburgh Airport.
> So i'm not in Lakecastle?
Nope. Lakecastle doesn't have an airport, but it does have a railway station and a seaport. You're going to have to find some other way to get there.
> How far is it from here?
I'd say around 50 or so miles.
> Well what are you waiting for? Let's go!
Hold on. You'll probably have to pay for whatever mode of transportation you take, and in Scotland, they don't use dollars-
> convert dollars to pounds
-but they use pounds, which you just wasted an hour converting your dollars to.
> Problem solved.
OK. Now, how are you going to get to Lakecastle?
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