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| − | Sara guides the Forgotten Freedom 2 over the island slowing for a moment to allow Bolt Tooth Tony, Squishy, and a handful of redshirts to jump off the side. Also Darian leaps off the back as they start to pick up speed. Once the first party is away she takes the ship lower and lets it in a hover over the dock while the remaining crew board airskiffs to make their way to shore. There are two skiffs full of redshirts with a third filled by the remaining named crew.
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| − | Jarlot Senior: Let the redshirts take the lead.
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| − | Auxirithos: I thought the others went to eliminate any resistance so we could make it to shore.
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| − | One of the airskiffs supters and falls to the water. Searching the crew is able to spot the mage just at Bolt Tooth Tony shoots him in the knee with his crossbow.
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| − | Jarlot Senior: Better safe than sorry.
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| − | Redshirt in water: HELP!! I can't swim.
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| − | The two remaining airskiffs make it safely to shore, and the crew find a large sing.
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| − | size and bold COMING SOON!!!
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| − | A fine luxury resort for everyone to enjoy
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| − | (if you can afford it)
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| − | Paradise Island
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| − | Ash: (looking up and down the beach) Is there anyone here?
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| − | Jarlot Senior: That mage wasn't protecting the beach there must be something worth stealing. Split up and find it.
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| − | Jarlot wakes in a small jail cell and looks out to see his captor.
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| − | Guard: Finally awake I see. Ready to spend another day behind bars.
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| − | Jarlot: Today is the day I plan to escape and you are far to weak to stop me.
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| − | Guard: YOu are locked up and have no weapons what exactly is your plan.
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| − | Jarlot: I will use my epic level power to escape and defeat you.
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| − | Guard: Epic level power?
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| − | Jarlot: I wouldn't expect you to understand, you don't even have a name.
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| − | Guard: What!? Of course I have a name its gurk ur *gurgle*
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| − | With a sword protruding from his body the guard falls to the ground as his blood begins to pool. Standing behind him is Darian.
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| − | Darian: The entities haev deemed you unworthy.
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| − | Jarlot: Entities? Wait a second... Darian?
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| − | Darian: Captian Jarlot? What are you doing here?
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| − | Jarlot: Its a long story... quick get me out of here I can show you where the loot is.
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| − | Alkran walks out of Reman’s office looking exhausted and begins to make his way stumbling down the hall.
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| − | Alkran: Such a long meeting… so hard to understand… GROWWT!
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| − | Alkran: Alkran, the party in the first part would like permission of the captain, the party in the second part to collapse on the floor. If the party in the second part gives the party in the first part permission the object in question will sustain damages requiring…
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| − | Alkran collapses on the floor of the hallway which gives a noticeable groan to his impact but remains undamaged.
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| − | Below the deck
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| − | Roosevelt: Good thing I listened to Jarlot when he said to reinforce the floor outside Reman’s office. That man could talk even me to death.
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| − | Martha approaches Terra and Lisa’s room carrying a couple of packages. Gregory is standing attentively outside the door and snaps to attention as she approaches.
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| − | Martha: What a fine young lad you are standing out here for Lisa.
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| − | Gregory: Thank you, it’s a shame she doesn’t have time for me.
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| − | Martha: Well dear she does have a lot on her plate at most times but I’m sure she appreciates your determination. She even trusts you to protect her family by guarding the door.
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| − | Gregory: Well I guess that is true but it just seems so pointless.
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| − | Martha: Not everyday can be exciting. The times you remember will be the few exceptions when something extraordinary happens and you step up to save the day. Most of your life will be spent waiting for those few times.
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| − | Gregory: I suppose, I just thought life as a paladin would be more exciting.
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| − | Martha: It is also important to cherish the small things. Balance is an important part of any life.
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| − | Gregory: Thank you Miss Greyholm I’ll try to remember that.
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| − | Martha: Good do you think I could see Lisa or Terra?
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| − | Gregory: Of course (opens the door and calls to Lisa)
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| − | Martha: See dear you are more important than you think.
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| − | Martha steps into the room and Gregory closes the door. Lisa comes out and greets Martha.
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| − | Martha: That is a fine lad you have out there protecting your door. You are lucky to have him.
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| − | Lisa: Yes he is certainly dedicated.
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| − | Martha: That is what I was just telling him. He seems to think that you don’t appreciate the work he does.
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| − | Lisa: With everything that has been going on it’s hard to find the time.
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| − | Martha: Well remember that our friends are what define us, speaking of which I have some gifts for your daughters.
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| − | Lisa: How nice of you, sweaters I would guess.
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| − | Martha: Of course deary but also something else for when they do that shape changing thing. Can you guess?
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| − | Lisa: Umm… no.
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| − | Martha: (holding up the smaller packages) Booties. To make sure they keep their feet warm while they are out running around like little animals.
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| − | Lisa: Oh… I’m sure they will love them.
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| − | Martha: Well I’ll let you give them to them later I have to get back to my kitchen it is a dreadful mess for some reason.
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| − | Sarah and Elina are getting ready for school when Terra walks in and hands them each a package.
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| − | Terra: These are from your aunt Martha. You should wear them to school today.
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| − | Elina and Sarah open the packages and find the orange and green sweaters with their first initial on them.
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| − | Elina & Sarah: …
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| − | Terra: You’ll look so cute and Martha would love to see you in them.
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| − | Elina: But mom…
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| − | Terra: No buts you need to learn to respect your elders.
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| − | Elina: Fine
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| − | Terra walks back out and the girls change. After seeing them off to the school portal Lisa turns to Terra.
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| − | Lisa: Wasn’t that kind of cruel?
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| − | Terra: Maybe but you have to admit it is hilarious.
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| − | Lisa: Well yeah it is. You aren’t going to make them wear the booties too are you?
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| − | Terra: No, poor fashion is one thing but interfering with functionality is completely different. Natural weapons are one of the greatest benefits of shape changing.
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