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Post by Caustreal on Aug 26, 2004 14:15:01 GMT -5
One, two, three. Three eels. Disgusting creatures, they are. Caustreal looked at them, 'slithering' around in the bucket. The eels of Peace Island are known to be dangerous, so she can't let them back. But not letting them back into the ocean is a danger to her...
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Post by Caustreal on Aug 26, 2004 14:30:34 GMT -5
Caustreal moaned. There was a sharp pain at her right arm, as if someone just stabbed her with a knife. She looked at her right arm and saw a red spot, gradually turning black. She cursed, and looked at the eels, when she realized that they're not eels at all! 'Atra...is getting dangerous...I must fine a mercenary.'
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Post by Caustreal on Aug 26, 2004 14:38:15 GMT -5
Caustreal slid down the back of a dolphin onto the sandy beach of Peace Island. Xyla had refused to help, and now it's up to her, Caustreal the expert fisher'men', to destroy the dangerous Demon Eels from Atra.
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Post by Caustreal on Aug 26, 2004 17:57:06 GMT -5
Caustreal took off the lid of her bucket and saw the ugly demon eels. They hissed at her like a snake, and Caustreal threw a rock into the bucket. She closed the lid and wondered why the 'kind' Xyla won't help. How can she get rid of the eels? She looked at all the kids playing on the beach. 'I must find a way to get rid of those eels for good, and fast. Everyone here is in danger. I MUST summon a council meeting!'
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Post by Caustreal on Aug 26, 2004 18:03:49 GMT -5
'So, your'e saying that those aren't regular eels, but eels from Atra?' the Greatest Elder asked Caustreal.
'Indeed. They are dangerous. See my arm.' Caustreal rolled up her sleeve and showed them her right arm. There's a BIG bruise near her elbow. It isn't just light purple like regular bruises. It's black.
'Oh, my!' The Greatest Elder excliamed with the rest of the council members. 'Where did you get such a bruise? What did you hit? And what does this got to do with eels?'
'Ididn't hit anything,' Caustreal said bitterly. 'The eels bit me when I caught them, and surprisingly, they all bit me on the same spot. And now, it's all balckened.'
The council members look in horror as, right before their very own eyes, Caustreal's bruise became bigger and balcker.
'At this rate, your arm's going to rot before dawn! We must cut off your arm unless we find an antidote! The eels are poisionous!' The Second Elder screamed. She's well known on Peace Island as a healer.
'I know. That's why we must get people off the beach. There's no other choice, but to cut off my arm if we have to. We can't let this happen to anyone else.'
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Post by tranquility on Jun 14, 2007 11:33:36 GMT -5
{Appears faintly humming to her self}
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