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Aqua Star Flyer
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>>328881
Sorry there champ. Lotta voices throwin weight around. We moved through their territory. Didn't even do anythin' in there other than leave footprints. Bitches acted like we burned their homes. Probly should've if we knew this would happen.
I'm wearing a helmet already. You know it best as my skull.
The chump's name.. well, his name is Chump, now. And yeah, only a dozen of us here, we know each other, maybe even more than we'd like. As for my own name.. dunno. My mother gave it to me, I assume. Never thought too hard about it, all us kids were too busy crackin' each others heads. Speakin' of kids, I'll name this one 'kid' until I find a parent. The dad died in the harpy mess, along with some others includin' the chief. The other chief, I should start sayin'.
>>328875
It being a jungle, it's real hard to move too much without breaking twigs and ruffling bushes. Not too hard to track, we just didn't think they'd go after us so hard. We're nomadic anyway, no base of operations. Least not for more than a couple days at a time. We got chased pretty far though, we're dangerously close to human lands. They don't take too well to gnolls comin by, but damn if they're as territorial as these birds.
Doesn't matter what plan we do. Toss a love potion, go in deeper, go out in a blaze of glory. Just gotta survive, I ain't breakin' a promise.
>>328874
Sneaky one would be Leaf. Sounds like a good start as any.
"Leaf."
>"Yeah, boss?"
"Scout the deeper area, let's get some eyes down there."
>"Sure thing, boss."
Heh. Not sure I'll get used to bein' called that.
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