Footman's Logg: March 31st, 188X

Having finally arrived in New Babbage, in time for the oiling festival no less (and no, my zombie eradicator did not win, I think the smell of frying zombie scared people away), I stayed a few days in my submersible while I cleaned up and managed to finally get a proper dosage of serum.

I successfully missed the ball, and mostly eyed the assorted machinery, windmills and rides set up around the city.

Once the oiling festival ended, I went forward with my plans, and began construction on Footman Automotons, an automoton factory in wheatstone. Construction has mostly completed, the machinery for the building and repair of automotons is slowly arriving, and I have a lab once again.

As the pengi have more important work currently loading and unloading crates elivered, I have built a kind of arachnopodic automoton to guard the assembly floor, (and my laboratory)

so far not bad, there are still some kinks to work out of the arachnotons, as one decided to guard the bottom of the canal running in back, but otherwise it's more or less up and running.

recount of Footman's Logg from Mar 7th, 188X

I've been drifting on the sea for



awhile, I'm not exactly sure how long.



I've mostly lived off fish, as my



dwindling supplies of serum...well



dwindle.



I finally had good fortune, a fishing



ship came across the pod, and while it



took some explaining to convince the



crew on board I was not some spirit of



the drowned come to take them all to



Davey Jones, we were soon off.



After a few days, the ship reached



Steelhead, where seeing how it was semi



familiar, and they had no plans to head



towards New Babbage, I disembarked.



It was interesting, being far from home



while having no access to my resources



or funds. But after a time, I was able



to find an old woman in the Shanghai



district, who sold and traded herbs and



likewise from her own homeland. After



trading with the old woman, my cane,



and the automoton that had been less



than helpful during my crash and period



of castaway status, (the negotiations



were interesting to say the least,



given the fact she only spoke broken



cantonese, I may have alluded to the



fact the automoton was a lost Tibetian



god or something) for some needed



ingredients (I had suspected she kept



the rarer items in back, fortunatly I



was correct), and retreiving the boiler



from a boat I spotted at the bottom of



Steelhead's canal (the water was



disturbingly clear), I holed up in one



of the shacks on the outskirts,



recompensating the elderly woman the



room and board by enhancing her



smuggled opium with a simple mixture of



rattlesnake extract and strawberry



jelly. Where I was able to juryrig a



brewer and mixed the ingredients from



the Shanghai woman, with a leftover jar



of Footman's Balm, to make a somewhat



watered down version of my serum, (that



I am calling Formula 0, due to the fact



it has 0 redeeming qualities, it burned



like fire mixed with whiskey going



down, of course then again it had never



been intended for drinking).



After a time of more or less slumming



it in Shanghai, I was soon able to



locate the next ship to New Babbage, I



did have to convince the captian I



could improve the speed if he let me



take a look at his engines, hopefully



they will hold off exploding until we



reach port.