When we last left our Intrepid Adventurers, easily half of them were in the infirmary. The captain was feeling pretty okay with the world, having landed a punch on the kisser of one James Finnegan, Irish Bad Guy.
Smythe successfully infiltrated the Irish Lady, along with the troupes faithful Martian companion, and made off with a revolver and the Vulcan key!
Ari located a small stash of gunpowder, enough for a persuasive distraction, and we are ready to make our escape! Shall we flee in one of the Small birds? Or head out on foot across the Martian Highlands?
Tune in to find out!