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| Monsters! In the Lake! | |
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| Topic Started: Sun May 9, 2010 1:41 am (71 Views) | |
| Tahamul | Sun May 9, 2010 1:41 am Post #1 |
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When the boat exploded, Tahamul appeared confused. It wasn't by any means a good boat. Or even a somewhat passable boat. It was, however, not supposed to spontaneously shatter if Tahamul's admittedly slight grasp of marine life was accurate. "How curious," was what he said, gently lapped by the waves. "They did advertise that there was a monster. In the Lake. Where we are currently stationed, monsieur." Wilhelm informed his master somewhat reproachfully. The rickety boat they had managed to purchase was now floating about them in pieces. Somewhere in the deep dark waters a monster with a head longer than most towers were tall hid. If he were not so unflappable and poised the butler might consider himself a little... leery. "It does seem to ease the pain." The third earl of Tahamul remarked, non sequitur. It was what they were here for. To see if the opposite of the Black River, the Lake of Darkness would heal where the River wounded. So far it seemed to be a mixed success. |
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