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Subject: *Reed stares at them, like they're seeing things* Wha' in der he--Youch!*He spins quickly around, trying to snag his tail to put it out, but ends up falling into the shallows. Wet and soggy, but still stupidly grinning, he returns*


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Date Posted: 15:57:44 06/10/04 Thu
In reply to: Swift 's message, "Okay then! Sorry about the delay!" on 23:35:24 04/03/04 Sat
 >OOC: Rudd, erm... I had no contact with him for a
>bit. But I finally did, and we're skipping ahead now.
> We've arrived at a port town called Filsayesk. So,
>kick back and let's get back to RPing.
>
>BIC: *The ship hoves into port, and Swift bounds
>forward onto the boardwalk. A prim looking weasel
>strolls up and demands a toll for docking the boat.
>Swift pays easily, and grins at the crew.*
>
>Right mates, let's get her tied down and all and head
>us into a pub and get some food, sleep, and
>information.
>
>*With that, he begins roping up the sails and tying
>various ropes and lowering the anchor and things of
>that sort.*
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*A mob of random beasts shows up on the pier and moves toward the ship. Swift draws a breath and his sword, ready to go down fighting. But the mob stops short of the ship, and a random mole saunters up, tipping his hat politely at the crew.* Burr, we'm jurst warnned t'sai that we'm gortted all th' oitems recorvered, arnd thar's no 'ord feelin's, burr aye. You'm can all come barck now'm, jurst pervoidin's you'm doan't bee's stealin' agaimn, hurr hurr hurr. *And with some mutters of agreement, the mob moves off. Swift blinks and looks at the crew.* Uhm... What just happened...? *Dirmby pipes up.* Mayhap t'were Zest! She's great at calmin' beasts y'know. Mayhap she threatened t'chop off all their paws if they didn't back off! (NT)Swift, mob, mole, and Dirmby23:09:15 06/12/04 Sat
    *Rudd grins.* Sounds like somethin she would've done, doesn't it? Course I'm not really wantin to go back there, seeing as we trashed the place and all. I mean.... I'm quite fond of my paws you know. (NT)Rudd15:19:54 06/13/04 Sun

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