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Post by Taggle on Dec 7, 2006 21:40:56 GMT -5
Taggle watched Undertaker fall into the water, and tears streamed down his tiny face. Somehow, he knew Undertaker wouldn't come back. Ever so slowly, his body sank down into the depths, the water embracing him in a hug of death. Taggle stayed put in the small rowboat, not making a sound. Just as Undertaker had told him too. He looked extremley sad.
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Dec 7, 2006 22:47:10 GMT -5
The battle above raged on. Several otters were cut down by arrows while others were slain but the blades of the beast. As soon the vermin boards the two otters with the sacks of reddust began tossing them. As it touched fur the vermin would give a cry of pain before falling into the water which only made it worse once it touch water they would suffer until they either killed themself to ease the pain or drowned from not not being able to move becuase of the stinging. The vermin soon retreated to thier own ship and sailed off shouting out curses to thier victorious foes. Blade licked the blade of his sword and threw it to the side only to splash onto the blood soaked deck. "Undertaker get the beast to informy and fix em up.....Undertaker...Undertaker?" Blade quickly rushed to the back and spoted taggle in the rowboat. " Taggle wheres Undertaker!?!?" he asked
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Post by Taggle on Dec 8, 2006 19:06:22 GMT -5
Taggle looked up at Blade, tears coursing down his tiny face. " in da water... got 'itted by an awwow.." He said, pointing to the water, where a red stream could be seen coming up from the depths.
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Dec 8, 2006 23:07:37 GMT -5
Blade looked down at the stream with a sigh. "Come laddie..."he said offering a paw. They went to the front of the deck. Several bodies were lined up. They were all still and had arrows and flesh wounds where blades he sent them to the dark forest.
" Well Comrads...another encounter and victory...but victory aint easy lives are always lost...they fout to protect the sea just like we all do...its are job being in Irv-...er...this type work...its a commitment...they knew the risks and took 'em gladly...There in the dark forest now...." In Undertakers spot a single cleaver laid there wrapped in a blood soaked cloth. The otters Piled the boddies on a raft and sent it off twoards sea blade took one of the lit flammed arrows and shot it out ...it missed and exstinguished itself with a hiss. he quily grabbed another and tried again only to miss again. One-eye jerked the bow from his paws and shot it once hitting the raft the first time settign it slowly a-flame. " I have one eye and im still better with a bow than you..."
Later Blade walked up to the dibbun and handed him the cleaver. " Im...not really sure if he wanted you to have this...but it seemed so...........so.... here ya go mate..." he said handing it to him.
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Post by Taggle on Dec 8, 2006 23:13:45 GMT -5
Taggle took one last look down into the icy depths before following Blade. Taggle barely listened to Blade's speech. He was still numb with shock. As the arrow hit the raft, he saw Blade move then come up to him...with Undertakers cleaver. Taggle took the cleaver from Blade, being completley over his grossness about it. The cleaver was heavier than he expected, and Taggle staggered for a moment with it. Then he sat it down beside him and looked out to the sea, the sun rising over the horizon. Without realizing it, Taggle's small eyes drooped lower...and lower.. until he was asleep, cluthing the cleaver in a death grip in his tiny paws....
((Skipper ye can do Taggle's Dream))
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Dec 9, 2006 0:05:12 GMT -5
Blade took the little one and layed him back down in Irvine's quarter where the otters had doused the room of flame and smoke. They had made a palet for the little one to sleep on. Blade stepped outside with sigh. " He reminds me of meh'self whenever I was his age..." he said. Several otter were swweping the blood soaked blood off the edge of the ship into the sea and repairng the decks. Bladerigged up a hammock to the mast and laid down and selpt.
Meanwhile in Irvine's quarter...Taggle is fast asleep with dream
As taggle dreams, everything turns black. Drums beat in the background of his mind. A very dark forest fades in its like a nightmare. Creatures are sounding and shaking the bushes as he walks forward. He suddenly come to a big black iron gate taller the 4 bagders head to toe. Theres a loud bang and the gate slowly creeps open. Inside theres nothing. eyes suddenly pop up here and there....thier eyes blinking every once and while. The eyes suddenly disappear and a shape starts walking twoards him...an otter...Its Undertaker! But he has no scars...His body look almost perfectly in shape...not a scratch not even that of the hole where the arrow entered. He walked up to the little one and nelt down. "You look just like my son...he was brave like you...." Undertakers body suddenly transformed into that of his sons. The background changed into that of a bright forest next to the shore of sea with many vermin. The scene zoomed out and undertakers son was nelt down on the shore with the vermin warlord over him. The warlord raised his axe high and with one swipe decapitated the young otter's head, spewing blood. Once the head fell the scene changed to flame which soon changed to a raft in middle of the sea. Undertaker laid there on the raft bloodied and covered in fresh scars in the distance Irvine's ship about 3 miles out. Withen mili-seconds the scene zoomed foreward to the ship and standing of the deck was a smiling otter staring out twoard the raft....Irvine....
((Dream Ends))
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Post by Taggle on Dec 9, 2006 20:28:51 GMT -5
The cleaver Taggle had been holding in his hands, slipped out of thwm, and fell to the floor with a loud thud. Taggle sat bolt upright, crying from his dream, and that Undertaker was gone. He calmed himself down, hoping Blade hadn;t heard him. Then he realised, he was in a bed. A cabin, The quarters he was in last time, the woodwork partially burned.
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Dec 9, 2006 20:48:42 GMT -5
Blade Burdst open the door with his sword drawn and eyes burning. "Whats the fuss mate?" He said resheathing his sword.
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Post by Taggle on Dec 9, 2006 21:49:59 GMT -5
Taggle looked up as Blade came into the room . I ada a bad dweam..." Taggle said, a tear in his eye. He shivered, more from fear than cold.
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Dec 9, 2006 21:54:27 GMT -5
Blade gave a gentle smile and knelt beside him. " Tell me about it matey. "
((Be as Descriptive as a dibbun is able to))
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Post by Taggle on Dec 9, 2006 21:59:24 GMT -5
Taggle thought for a moment. "otay." He said and launched int his dream. " Firs i dreamed i was inna scawy place, wif black fores' and bigga bigga gates. Den dey opened up... and undertaker was dere! He said sumtng bout a son, den he got all small and got killed 'gain, den i saw da boat...but Irvine was on it!" He explained, eyes wide with fright.
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Dec 9, 2006 22:15:11 GMT -5
Blade thought for a second.It sounded just like Undertakers story! The way his son was killed...and the way he was found! Blade Remembered it just like it was yesterday. Blade was also on deck that night as well but he was only a deck swabber then."Now now there lad....twas only a dream...want me ta bring ya a nice cup of ale?" he said
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Post by Taggle on Dec 9, 2006 22:33:09 GMT -5
"otay.." He said, and drunk it when Blade brought it. His vision started to sway and he hiccuped. After that, he fell back asleep and awoke the next day, still hiccuping. Over the course of the week, he helped repair a part of the boat, learned how to cook, and spent time with Blade. The ship sailed on a steady course, headed for where, Talggle did not know. Taggle grew to like Blade a little more. Taggle fell asleep, listening to Blade tell a tale of a time on the high seas during a storm...
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Dec 9, 2006 22:55:52 GMT -5
Blade placed the little Taggle on the newly refurbished bed of Irvine's and walked out giving him time to rest for the time. There was light breeze and it was begining to sprinkle no lightning...just a steady rain. Blade Stood on the front of the deck sniffing the breeze thinking of their destenation. this was supposed to be a learning exsperiance for Taggle but so far he hasnt learned much..maybe a place that he could do a little work and see some combat...perhaps a place where he could just meet some other beast perhaps see area he had never gotten to see. Wherever he went he would make sure Taggle learned somthing. He almost felt it was time tell Taggle about Irvine....
Meanwhile Taggle dreams again
A black background fades into his mindand there Irvine with his black tunic and seacoat on with his arms crossed in front of him. His razor sharp teeth give a menacing yet friendly smile at the same time. As the Sound of a deep heartbeat sounds the face of Martin the warrior comes into view with Irvine fading out. "Taggle..." says Martin. " You are among Great friends...Learn from them..."
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Post by Taggle on Dec 10, 2006 17:40:11 GMT -5
As Taggle dreamed, he spoke the words aloud he was saying to Martin.
in his dreams.........
" how i apposed ta wearn from dem?" Taggle asked, looking at the kindly face of Martin. Just being around him, Martin radiated strength and kindness. Taggle felt totally relaxed around him.
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