IN THE HADAL DEPTHS OF THE GAPING ABYSS IS THE CURE TO MY BEDHEAD [event :3]

[Somnic Finch]

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Pscaelan imports ranged from near and far. From the odd to the ominous, its under-mentioned port scene was a font of wealth for many prospective traders of dubious goods, and a bazaar of curiosities for the buyers of Meranthe- at least, willing to dip their toes into a place that some would describe as full of 'evil, bad people.'

Among the delights of its various merchants, nestled betwixt 'genuine' demons-blood, pilfered Aenite relics, local-brewed potions and other miscellanea of exotic and dubious nature, one Sirius Kess discovered a miraculous thing:

Artisanal shampoo-conditioner. Excellent in every way for taming her long, unruly hair. Luxurious in texture and scent. Exquisitely pleasing to her sensibilities. Yes, she bought it for years upon arriving to Meranthe. It's her secret to perfectly glossy, wavy brown locks.

But now, Pscaela is gone.

And Sirius Kess Needs Her Fucking Shampoo (because she ran out)

DIVERS.

• Sirius Kess
  
• A ship crew of Sirenian NPCs
  
• Anyone stupid or thrifty enough to dredge the remains of Pscaela
  

DUNGEON MASTER.

• Anyone stupid enough to run this
  

• If you are, contact _modernmilly on discord
  

RISK.

• Suffocation
  
• Crushing pressure
  
• The black rage of Inki
  
• The Bends
  
• The drowned remnants of Evil
  
• Paranoia
  

REWARD.

• ARTISANAL SHAMPOO (magical? evil?)
  
• Plunder from the sunken ruins of Pscaela
  
• Regret
  

"Who the hell is autistic enough to go diving for soap?"