Hit ‘N’ Run

"Hey, Amelia? Are you seeing this as well?"

"Aye! A new quest, right?"

"Uhuh"

After a bit of discussion, we decided that an extra friend would be helpful in our misadventures. Plus, Amelia claims that spiders are natural architects, and could be very helpful in improving the nest.

After, they searched the bandit camp for a map. Amelia has never left her swamp, and Gilhaz is unaware of this worlds geography for obvious reasons. After pin-pointing blue port on the map, The soon-to-be trio took off into the night sky.

"It's already dark? How long were we in that cave eating!?"

"Quite a while, by the looks of it. What can I say lass, when eating, time just seems to melt by..."

"..."

"That's some deep philosophical shit right there"

{ 2 Days Later }

"Amelia... Amelia! Wake up, we're here!"

"Zzz... Huh? Wah? Where's me scotch? Oh, Gilhaz. We're here?

"Yeah. Imma land nearby"

*thud*

After Amelia climbed off, Gilhaz suggested they sneak around the city at night in their humanoid form

"even though we can't even let the humans see us in either form, our humanoid forms are smaller"

"Ok"

"..."

"..."

"Nah fuck that! Let's just go in guns blazing"

"Two things. First, whuts a gun? And second, I couldn't agree more"

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<DOCK WORKER POV>

"Alright John! That's the last of the crates! Standby to raise anchor!"

Ugh. It's so late. But I just need to do this one more cargo run. Then I can go home...

as I climbed up the ladder onto our ship, the pale shark, I suddenly got an ache in my knee

'ugh. That only happens when something bad's gonna happen. Whatever, it'll probably just be some missing cargo

"Alrighty lads! Raise the capstan on 3! 2! On-"

*KaBOOM*

"What in oblivion is THAT!?"

"DRAGON!!!"

"Aw shit aw shit aw shiiit!! Why!? Why now!? Shor's bones! It's coming our way!"

- ROAAARRR -

- HIIIISSSS -

Wait, is that a BASILISK!? ON THE DRAGONS BACK!?!? WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?"

It positioned its gigantic claws like an eagle about to catch a mouse mid-flight. I was sure it was going after me, but it swooped down and yoinked our most expensive crate of goods right away.

'Oh god, this is way worse! I'd rather the dragon take me instead of that crate! Instead of dying to a dragon, now I'm going to die a hundred times over to the boss. By the nine... I'm so dead'

By ysmir its turning back....

"YOL, TOOR SHUUUUUUL!!!!!!!"