Spelljammer’s Turtle Ship
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Hello, dear brothers of wildspace & the astral sea:
I give to you this ponderous chonky gift of carapace glory, and though I myself seethe with contempt with its design, it is true and right to the floorplans so laid by Grubb the honored ptolemaic star-explorer, and refined—though excessive so done—as the coastal wizards Brenneise, Gerard, and Burmak fraught their recreation of the hallowed text with tepid flavor, boiling out the impurities yet boiling out also its tang for which we happy few spelljammers enjoyed the esoteric and sanguine taste.
Far be it from me, contemptuous as I am of the armored Turtle Ship, to refuse to gift it to you, dear captain! For I needs must complete every goodly & starworthy ship, be it in the billowing imperial regalia of the Space Galleon, or in garish queer taste as the Damselfly, and this metal-lain Turtle is no exception. I promise to you that I have constructed it—to the best that my shipwright materials would permit—true to the original floorplan and dimensions, true in armament and decor, and in the proper sympathetic mechanical form which shall permit you, and your crew, to sail the steaming stars, or plumb the black depths of any dark and crashing ocean, as the selfsame Turtle for which the hallowed texts tell us it can perform.
Hurrah me yaller girls, doodle let me go!