The lockbox was beautiful.... It couldn't be real right? Fake gems and just a fancy outside while the materials were actually low quality. They surely wouldn't place a valuable box inside of a random crate that clearly anyone could have picked up and taken off with.... Right?
As Giibi spoke...
Everything went from green to red in too short a time for Rook to process. What he had expected was for Giibi to take the hare from him or perhaps find some shred of mercy for the poor thing and have him let it go out in the swamp. Instead he got a flurry of words followed by a sudden glint of...
Just got home after months out at sea and everything is chaos. The kitchen is a mess with many broken things. The table that got knocked over likely had scratches on it and might even need some fixing. The jars and vases on it were just gone now. Too much of their food was on their hard packed...
Rook was in a bit of a daze as he sat on the floor. His body hurt. His mind hurt. His sanity hurt. It was too much hurt for one young man to handle and get right back up onto his feet.... At least that was what he was telling himself. His chest and breathing weren't back to normal and his knees...
Betrayed by fate. Betrayed by his own tool. There was nothing Rook could do as Giibi embraced her destiny. Out came the blade and so the hunt began.... And it wasn't going well from the start.
The table that was knocked over had some of their vases and jars on it. The piece of both now lay all...
The words spilling out of the gremlin gal's grapehole nearly went in one ear and out the other. Poor Rook was still trying to regather his thoughts and sense of reality as he stared at the hare. Her request for him to crush the lost critter did finally click and he just gave her a firm frown...
The man froze up when the green girl mentioned a rabbit was in the house. IN. THE. HOUSE.
Rook slowly turned his head to look at Giibi. His expression blank from how dumbfounded he was to hear her tell him this. A rabbit in the house. IN. THE. HOUSE.
The Shallows were built upon marshland...
The sound of utter fear crept out from behind a curtain. The goblin was sneaking and on the look out. Rook knew what that and those cryptic words meant.... Also her last comment should be addressed. He had gone nose blind as he sniffed himself after she said them and couldn't find anything...
"Get those barrels unloaded now you slimy urchins!"
Rook grunted as he helped heave another barrel of oil up from the bowels of the ship he had called home for months now. Crucial to the nightly activities of Alleria's merchants and scholars alike. The ship, like so many more, had set sail up...
When Lami asked about the oysters, Rook got a little curious what Kivren ate and did out in the seas. Sure there was all the tales of them singing on or near rocks to crash boats into them so they could feast on the sailors and passengers aboard. But what did they do with the stuff? Did they...
The young man floated. Adrift in the sea.... Well more lagoon or coral cove or whatever this kind of spot was called. Rook never did remember all the names the sailors used for things. More interested in the ship and tools rather than all the terms for land and water and air. Should have paid...
The sky looked really pretty right now. All blue with a few big white clouds idly drifting about in the direction of the wind. Not a care or worry around.
Which was different from the young man floating on his back looking up. He was ready to die from forgetting something as fundamental as the...
The young man followed her out to the water. While she went in without any hesitation, he took a moment to check the beach out. They were here to gather oysters and coral after all and he wondered if the beach might hold some easy pickings. Certainly there was plenty of shells and bits of coral...
The wood was nearly ready to go. Most of what he had gathered chopped and slit into the right sized chunks for the pit he had made. It wouldn't take that long to finish when Lami suddenly said she was hot and going for a swim. Her voice sounded odd as she did like she was trying to hold...
Rook had brought supplies for them to camp with, but there would be much to do to have it ready for a few days worth of work. Since he was feeling more energetic than he thought he would by this point thanks to Lami's help, he decided to do it all himself. So in preparation for what he already...
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