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"Perhapss... Bring thiss up to the exissting covenss..."
Without a shred of mercy then, the ocean's vermin took one last glimpse at the figure - one that they had ravaged by tooth and claw; leaving them stranded on the isolated landmass. The vermin allowed the aquatic tech-monster it partnered with in its assaults on the isle to climb atop - the sea creature flaring up its gills as it turned tail to wade back into the depths.
Amidst the waves then, the Mai-Allar hummed out its familiar tune - the ominous whale songs that reverberated and even shook the very air as it became the orchestral conductor of the sea. All about it was the perfume of the salty waters, its susurrations coming out boldly as any viola flurry with maddening, aggravated thoughts. It thought of the events that transpired - today, and earlier this week. They felt oh-so wronged, and they were going to bring it up.
In eventuality, it made way back to the bay of Crookback, smashing against the gaily painted hulls to leap onto the decks. It promptly made way to the noticeboard by the 'Corpse In The Gutter', frantically yanking away one of the bounties and using the parchment to write its own note. It began its vile mutiny of curses sprawled about on a piece of paper.
"Two times - two times have I been interrupted in the midst of feeding on my blood banks. Would I have felt so wronged had it been anybody else other than sanguine?
And just today, I've been impeded on a second feeding - a coincidence as it was another sanguine. Wow, what a trend.
I would like to humbly say this: make up your damn minds. Decide if you want to truly attack someone, a.k.a ME, that is a potential ally. Then again, I cannot force this opinion on your 'free-wills'. But I'll leave this warning...
Lalago,
The one that has been rightfully taking over your canals."
Without a shred of mercy then, the ocean's vermin took one last glimpse at the figure - one that they had ravaged by tooth and claw; leaving them stranded on the isolated landmass. The vermin allowed the aquatic tech-monster it partnered with in its assaults on the isle to climb atop - the sea creature flaring up its gills as it turned tail to wade back into the depths.
Amidst the waves then, the Mai-Allar hummed out its familiar tune - the ominous whale songs that reverberated and even shook the very air as it became the orchestral conductor of the sea. All about it was the perfume of the salty waters, its susurrations coming out boldly as any viola flurry with maddening, aggravated thoughts. It thought of the events that transpired - today, and earlier this week. They felt oh-so wronged, and they were going to bring it up.
In eventuality, it made way back to the bay of Crookback, smashing against the gaily painted hulls to leap onto the decks. It promptly made way to the noticeboard by the 'Corpse In The Gutter', frantically yanking away one of the bounties and using the parchment to write its own note. It began its vile mutiny of curses sprawled about on a piece of paper.
"Two times - two times have I been interrupted in the midst of feeding on my blood banks. Would I have felt so wronged had it been anybody else other than sanguine?
No.
No, I wouldn't. But you're telling me you one of you cretins drink on rat blood to sustain yourself and attack ME the first time - ... for trying to get my share of proper blood? Alright, go lose your minds then.
And just today, I've been impeded on a second feeding - a coincidence as it was another sanguine. Wow, what a trend.
I would like to humbly say this: make up your damn minds. Decide if you want to truly attack someone, a.k.a ME, that is a potential ally. Then again, I cannot force this opinion on your 'free-wills'. But I'll leave this warning...
Do not make this the third time.
Thank you for your very, very kind attention.
Lalago,
The one that has been rightfully taking over your canals."
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