Night 4
Phaeton, shrewd tactician that he was, decided against a traditional siege against the Moon-dwellers. Instead, he instructed his engineers to build a cloud wall around Endymion’s city. This was more than the Lunar people could handle, and they soon surrendered on the following terms: a joint colony by both nations would be established on the Morning Star which anyone was free to join, the Moon would pay annual tribute of a thousand jars of dew, and all prisoners from both sides would be exchanged. Endymion was in tears of happiness to see his Earth-friends released, which turned to tears of grief when they declined his offer to stay as retainers in his kingdom. He bade them a sad farewell and sent some Vulture-Cavalry to escort them home along with their ship.
The Vulture-Cavalry took them as far Lamp City, a city of lamps which lies between the Pleiades and the Hyades. These lamps had men’s names and lived in houses as if they were people, but only the richest among them shone brightly. As a rule, they are not hostile to strangers, but Tamius23 was elected from the group to deliver greetings and a message of goodwill to the local magistrate. The magistrate was newly appointed and not familiar with Earth-men. Being so, he mistook Tamius23 for a malingering lamp and impressed him into permanent night watch service. Fearing a similar fate, the rest of the party thought it prudent to not stick around longer and set sail back toward Earth. Not much later, the wind had grown gentle enough to land the boat softly in the ocean.
The sea had not been kind at all to our heroes, and they ought to have been happy that their next tribulation was not even worse than it was: they had reentered into a sea of beasts and were almost immediately swallowed by a whale. The interior was dark enough that they started to wish that they had befriended and brought with them a Lamp-Man, but foresight was not one of their strengths. The inside of the whale was large enough to hold a sizable forest complete with a temple to Neptune. Everyone figured that they might as well call it a night and set-up camp.
It was known by the next morning that lycanthropes could not chew their way out of a whale. Whether or not this was a good thing was debatable. Or was it simply that they preferred their usual fare?
tamius23 the wolf was lynched
Xarkan the villager was hunted