Meanwhile, a little way off the coast of the island, a powerful motorboat carves a frothing wake through the water, several uniformed men keeping a close eye on the nearby beaches. One man stands ready with a machine gun, and the others carry short sub-machine guns on shoulder straps. An obvious leader in a peaked cap and sunglasses holds a loudhailer to his mouth.

Rory MacRarrfurharr:"Okay, we know you're in there. Come out with your hands up or we'll open fire."

Crewman 1: "Here we go again. Come out with your hands up... I mean, who's going to just get up and say "Over here. Here we are. Shoot us now please."

Rory: {still through loudhailer} "Quiet back there! We're on patrol. We have to follow standard operating procedures."

Crewman 2: "But it's not like we ever catch anyone, is it. We've been steaming round this frikin' island for months, and how many people have jumped out so far...eh?"

Rory: {still hasn't remembered to put down the loudhailer} "Weeeell, okay...none, but that doesn't mean we won't get lucky today. I'll tell you what. If we get a sighting I'll let you drive the dragon when we hunt them down."

Crewman 3: "But it was my turn to drive..."

Well, Clint thought to himself. Fowl's larpers really take themselves seriously - and they won't talk about it. It must be like Fight Club or something. Hidden Power? Suuuuuuure. Probably the hidden power to be an Amway customer. Still, I don't know how many other surprises Foul has around here. I guess I'll play along - for now.

"Yeah," Clint stammered. "Lord Foul lives inside the volcano. He fashions himself an evil super-villain, though he has a thing about ducks. He's got the greatest Duck costume I've ever seen - looks totally real. If you head off that way you should find an entrance. I've seen at least one other person hid that way. He might be having a party or something. Is that smoke I see coming out of the door? Be careful there."

"I'm heading for the beach. I think I hear a boat. I just want to get off this island."

From the tangled remains of guacamole-strewn trees, two paths appear to lead in the general direction of the beach, one winds deeper into the forest, and a fourth leads back up to the gorge with the piranha pool and the old ruins, from which a plume of smoke is now quite visible.

Of the paths leading down towards the beach, the one on the left heads down into a swampy mangrove-like area and the one on the right heads towards an area of fields where can be seen the still smouldering remains of an airship and a small biplane flying low over fields of corn.

Edo: Well Clint, as i see you are still a little dazed, i will accompany you to the beach. So this Lord Foul wears a duck costume, how strange... Anyhow if you want to unleash your hidden power you must pass this test.

From his back pocket, Edo pulls out a rolled up test.
The title reads: "Personal Empowerment Test" by -Deepak Chopra

Edo: If you pass this test you will have unlocked your hidden potential. It's really hard, but it worked for me... I went to Master Deepak Chopra's Motivational Speech, it was so uplifting...

As the smoke slowly begins to clear, Wihzerd can see what is left of the Rastafarian Spider-Pygmies. Charred bodies lie strewn everywhere, legs curled up and dreadlocks charred to ashes. He reels a bit, unsteady on his feet. He feels a strange sense of calm as he surveys the carnage, and a sudden desire for bacon...

{Wihzerd gains a +10% XP bonus for genocide}

Two passageways lead from the old temple hall. One looks old and dusty, stone block walls and flaming torches in sconces. The other begins as hewn rock, but beyond the first few feet the walls are smooth and metallic.

<singing to self as he rubs down laser #3 battery> "when I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide where I stop and turn and go for a ride and I get to the bottom and I see you again, Ya, Ya!"

THAC0 steps back and checks his work with his dashing reflection looking back at him. "Damn fine...and a good job too."
he steps over to the control panel to check the battery level. Hmm, power level 9032Gigw - close enough for government work.
Sudden movement from the direction of the sea catches his eye. He takes a couple steps closer to the large window cut in the mountainside that serves as the opening from which Lord Fouls laser can be fired. he sees a powerful looking boat cutting through the waves parallel to the beach. Grabbing the pair of GOTHI-2000 FarSight SuperGoggles he zooms in on the boat. He sees men on the bridge, including one manning a large gun.
<o self>"Hmm, this can't be good. I'd better get word to the boss. The tranny will have to wait."
THAC0 simulataneously peels off the goggles and he turns to leave. Just then he notices a red switch on the laser #3 control panel that reads Laser 3 manual override
"Hmm..." THAC0 emotes rubbing his paws together and tail twitching wildly.

"A fine meal Lord Foul and I'm excited to work on "Jaws" for you but I was wondering I seem to have broken the front sight on my old revolver during my mad dash through the woods would you happen to have a frikin' laser I could use as a sight for a while?"

"Will this do?"



"Don't worry. I have several more up my down."

"Why yes that should suffice. Now lets go take a look at this new contraption of yours"

GothiUllr heads off to the "Mad Science Lab"

Lord Foul leads Gothi downstairs to the Mad Science Lab. Keying the first bars of Toccata and Fugue in D minor into the musical key pad, he opens the sliding metal doors to reveal the laboratory. A vast area filled with mechanical and scientific devices, workbenches, tools, chemistry apparatus and even weirder stuff too numerous to list.

In the centre of the room is what can only be described as a farmyard corral, wooden fence enclosing a small paddock, in which a pretty unremarkable horse slowly crops from a bail of hay.

Foul: "There he is. Jaws. What do you think?"

Gothi: "Um...I was expecting something a bit more... imposing?"

Foul: "Ah, good! It's a stealth model, designed to blend in. Looks just like a very ordinary horse, and not even a very good one. Check out those teeth, though."

Gothi approaches and takes a closer look at the munching nag.

Gothi: "Oh yes, I see. What are they made of?"

Foul: "A special alloy of tungsten-carbomantium. Diamond-edged."

Gothi nods sagely.

Gothi: "Can you ride it?"

Foul: "Gothi, if you can sort out the motor functions you can take it for a run around the island. In fact that would give it a decent test run. Here, let me show you the guidance system and voice controls..."