Let's Play Shadowrun (Genesis) Part 8: TAKING ONE FOR THE TEAM

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It is at this point in time that I start to realize that Joshua is running a thankless job while simultaneously becoming everybody's bitch... I've got a bad feeling about this.

If you ever need a hand, just ask Mr. Johnson for help. This time it is Mortimer Reed to the rescue.

[PRO-TIP: I would advise doing this in an actual P&P game of Shadowrun, as I believe you will find most Mr. Johnsons are not willing to be so... Helpful...]

And the game will give you lovely clues (namely, it will keep track of shit you've been told that is actually important). However, our current task at hand is to find this damnable Aragorn fellow.

Oh a fetching we will go... Damned fetch questing we will go...

Apparently the backstory here is that this Aragorn chap is a bit of a loud mouth and he got busted when going on a run against Mitsuhama. So, if you're a Shadowrunner, and any type of pro at all... It pays to keep your mouth shut. So phase one is to waltz right in to Mitsuhama to save his sorry ass.

Also, he definitely was not on the first floor, so let's take the elevator on up...

Well well, it looks like we've found our fish out of water.

Really? You didn't need any help? Which is why you were stuck in here on an upper floor of the Mitsuhama building, right? One of the easiest to bust into Megacorps on the planet WHO CAUGHT YOU TO BEGIN WITH. Oh, and by the way... YOU'RE WELCOME!

Ungrateful bastard. Hopefully we never have to see his ugly mug again, but let's get back to his brother so we can continue on our quest.

OH SWEET JESUS, HELL HOUNDS!

I think I just died in a fire; literally.

Even with a three man shadowrunner team, hellhounds are scary, as they can demolish your whole team with this insanely powerful fire breath and super fast speeds. The wilderness is not a kind place.

Oh boy, it's a rekindling of the Final Fantasy effect (and it goes for many other games, like Lufia, etc.) where the monsters you run into as you travel from place to place are so strong, yet you (and your team) are heralded as untouchably powerful mighty warriors... So how in the hell do all these Joe Blow people manage to make it from place to place without being mercilessly slaughtered by these demonic creatures? And furthermore, how do they make it to the next place faster than you!?

So, with that being said... Aragorn, fuck you and the horse you rode in on.

[Editor's Note: Pardon my french...]

Well I'm leaving now. Before I have any more urges to act of my desire to punch both you and that stupid brother of yours in the face.

Consider it my way of saying thank you.

So anyway, we head back to the Council Island so that we can meet this elderly AmerIndian dude...

My spidey-sense is tingling... I have premonitions of another failure of a fetch quest coming my way again...

Damn it, I KNEW IT! It's the snowball effect. Once you "help" somebody, then everybody else is absolutely helpless. Everybody seems to know everything, but you're the only person who can do jack about it. It's like the Zelda II: The Adventure of Link townspeople effect. They know that there's a magical horn hidden behind the fifth door after a fake wall in the 7th floor of the old dungeon guarded by a gigantic guardian named Xanathar with a secret weakness for gooseberry pie, but you're the only person who can find their mirror for them hidden under a table the next house over or who can get them a drink of water from the fountain ten feet away. </nerd rage>

I think it is in our best interest to hire on some muscle for this mission. Plus, this guy packs an Allegiance Shotgun and is at the right price.

Bam; demon horn! Too easy, really. All I had to do was go into an abandoned warehouse with ghouls in it, and wait until one of those winged gargoyles came by and kill him -- and he automatically dropped a horn.

A hell... hound... pelt!?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Now I feel he's just trying to get me to go away by killing me off.

Those bastards breathe fire. FIRE, I SAY!

However, the pelt graphic does look pretty boss.

You know, as I take in the lovely human sacrifices on top of giant altars decor, this civilization is starting to scare me a little bit...

So am I looking for Quetzalcoatl or what? A feathered serpent? They have scales, jackass. As if someone like Lowfyr would just let me borrow one for awhile.

If you had just bothered telling me this up front, I'd have told you to get bent and just forgotten about everything.

RULE #1: NEVER DEAL WITH A DRAGON!

So I was wandering through the caves around the Salish-Shidhe looking for ye olde dragon (you'd figure he'd be easy to find - just look for a gold horde or something), and I stumbled across this hut.