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Anna: “Well, I guess that’s fairly cool.” *rests hand lightly on pistol and looks at ghost* “So we just need to row this boat across the swamp?”
INTJ - Inhumane. No-feelings. Terrible. Judgment and doom on everyone.
Quinn: *steps in slowly* I hope the hull is sturdy enough to hold up to all those snags.
Rameaux: “Quinn, you have experience with boats, take this oar. I’ll take the other and if I cause us to go to far to the right, I can simply correct it by going to far to the left.
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Quinn: Right. *takes the other oar* *hands compass to Anna* Hold this and make sure we keep on course, please.
All characters in the boat, they set off.
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Arianwen: *grips side of boat, leans over and touches water with fingertips.* *jerks hand back with sharp cry* “The water is scalding!”
Tolkien:
“The water is scalding
The water will freeze
The water will eat you
So stay away please”*Stands up and backs to then end of boat* “Survive if you can!” *Suddenly transforms into an ugly hag and leap over board.*
Rameaux: “The witch!” *Rises and fires. He hits. The hag screams and then vanishes into the water and never comes up. Incidentally, Rameaux looses his balance and falls into the water. He struggles to the surface and takes a deep breath. A huge black slithery form is perceived snaking through the reeking filth of liquid directly towards him.*
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Arianwen: *catches breath sharply, half rises in seat and draws sword over her shoulder, sends it flying end over end through the air* *it lands in water with splash and sticks* *tentacles lash, something roars, then tentacles disappear in bubbling water with gurgling sound* *Arianwen reaches over side of boat, extends hand to Rameaux* “Haste, my lord! Haste, before you are boiled alive!”
Rameaux: *Takes hand and climbs eagerly back into canoe. Groans in pain but sits down and takes it.* “My powder is ruined. I am down to a dagger.”
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Anna: “I knew that wasn’t Tolkien!” *furrows brow and looks at Rameaux* “Are you alright? I have some painkillers if you need them.”
INTJ - Inhumane. No-feelings. Terrible. Judgment and doom on everyone.
Arianwen: *horrified* “You have what?!”
Rameaux: Thank you, but I’m close enough killed already and pained for sure. It will heal though.
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Quinn: I pray we run into no more of her evil sort. *watches the edges of the swamp* that serpent wasn’t the only one… *pulls oar out of the water as a dragon-like thing snaps at it, tearing a bit of the wood off* I’m beginning to think land might be a better bet. Everyone keep your weapons near.
*water stirs with shining scales again*Rameaux: *Watching scaly creature warily and poising dagger* “If we can find land. Are we still headed in the same direction?”
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Quinn: *tips head to look at compass* we’ve drifted a little bit more north, but not to far off. I’d go for that shore, to the west, though. It’s more clear and we could get back on course from …
*ship jolts as a dragon bumps it from underneath*
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