You've Hit Bottom
Very near the bottom of the trench, you catch up with Grandpa again. This time he sees you coming, and starts being crotchety before you can even open your mouth.
"I'm nearly done, you punk kid. I'll head back to the castle, and to my damned rocking chair before too long, and your little task will be complete. But first, I wanna show you something."
| See what he has to show you. |
If you are a Sauceror:
"Okay. Show me what you've found, Old Timer."
He doesn't say a word, he just steps around an outcropping of rock, motions for you to follow, and then points at...
Wow. He points at one of the most amazing things you've ever seen (and given that you live in a world with almost no sense of continuity or realism, you've seen some pretty freakin' amazing things in your time.) You see the apparent source of the trench, the river that scraped it into the ocean floor over countless centuries. It's no ordinary river, though -- it's a river of Sauce, glowing with the heat of the planet's core. The oldest, hottest, purest Sauce you've ever encountered. Sauce with a capital S (but then, you knew that from the previous two sentences.)
You look back at Grandpa.
"Deep Sauce. Pretty cool, huh? Do you kids still say 'cool' these days? Say, you know a thing or two about Sauce, don't you? Take some."
"But... how?" you reply.
He produces a small glass globe and hands it to you. "Pressureglobe," he says, "those Mer-kin bastards carry 'em. Keeps the Deep Sauce contained, so you can leave with it. Give it a shot."
You take the globe, uncork it, and collect a quantity of the sauce.
 | You acquire an item: globe of Deep Sauce |
He smiles. "Well," he says, "I'm satisfied. I'll head home now. Stop by later if you'd like. You can help me apply my ointment."
"Uhh," you reply.
"Just kidding." he says with a wink. "It's actually liniment."
"Uhh," you reply again.
"Just kidding about that one, too. See ya, punk."
As he leaves, you turn your attention to the globe of Deep Sauce. It's beautiful. It's perfect. You can't wait to start experimenting with it.
If you are a Pastamancer:
"Okay. Show me what you've found, Old Timer."
He doesn't say a word, he just steps around an outcropping of rock, motions for you to follow, and then points at...
Wow. He points at one of the most amazing things you've ever seen (and given that you live in a world with almost no sense of continuity or realism, you've seen some pretty freakin' amazing things in your time.) From a hole in the depths of the trench there is a constant eruption of intense heat, of violent, swirling blackness. It's like a well drilled into the core of the planet, releasing the the titanic, murky offspring of a volcano and a hurricane.
You look back at Grandpa.
"Thermal vent. Pretty cool, huh? Do you kids still say 'cool' these days?"
He smiles. "Well," he says, "I'm satisfied. I'll head home now. Stop by later if you'd like. You can help me apply my ointment."
"Uhh," you reply.
"Just kidding." he says with a wink. "It's actually liniment."
"Uhh," you reply again.
"Just kidding about that one, too. See ya, punk."
After he leaves, you study the vent. It's boiling hotter than any pot you've ever seen, and it gives you an idea. You reach out with your mind, into the core of the swirling blackness, and conjure up some batter. But it's no ordinary batter -- it's batter infused with the heat of eons-old magma. You suspect that it will be delicious.
 | You acquire an item: bubbling tempura batter |
Occurs at The Marinara Trench.
