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Fred rushed around to an old shack surrounded by trees. He walked in. Small bones lined the ground.
‘Harrier,’ Fred called softly. An answering shriek cut through the air like a knife, and a golden-brown blur raced past him, and alighted on a branch in an old oak. It was a hawk. His wings stretched out he looked a magnificent sight. He was tall and menacing, and his beak was curved and deadly. His talons gripped the branch with a death grip, and were as sharp as knifes. And in Fred’s mind, he was the most beautiful hawk he’d ever seen. Harrier hopped down to Fred’s shoulder, gripping on just enough so he wouldn’t fall off.
Fred had met Harrier one day, because a lightning bolt had struck a tree where a nest of hawks was. Everyone had died, except Harrier. Later on, Fred went to see what the tree looked like, seen Harrier, and fed it small pieces of rabbit and mouse. From then on, they were fast friends.
now I skipped forward to when the expedition starts
When they got to the docks, they saw Valiant in all its glory, red sails flapping, green sides blazing out, the words, Valiant scrawled in fancy silver writing on the sides. All the crew was assembled in front of the gangplank.
There was Silver Jack, his silver coat gleaming, his guns in his holsters. He was the best shooter in all the islands of Tandek.
Next was Massie Karn, tall and forbidding. Her sword skills were some of the best in the known world.
There were also the Lemoroy triplets, Nate 1, Nate 2 and Nate 3. They were identical in their cheeky grins, childlike faces, and knack for causing trouble. However, they knew how to get out of any tricky situation (since they’d been in a lot of them), and were handy if you were held at gunpoint, dropped into a sea writhing with sharks, or attacked by a 1 veep tall, three headed, rampaging dagger-mouse.
Gary Crunch stood near the front, his huge hands waving at the crowd. His famous 100 kg hammer was slung over his back.
Leena Ramble was fidgeting nervously. She didn’t fight with anything but her bare hands, which she did well.
Shirly slice’n’dice was closest to the gangplank. It was rumoured that she had 100 blades with her at always. But the daggers you could see were strapped on her belt, running down her arms and legs, on her back, and in her hands.
Fred’s brother Paul went to stand beside the Lemoroy triplets. He was first mate in the ship Valiant, and a good one at that.
Finally, there was Captain Ryhander, both legs chopped off in a swordfight and replaced by wooden ones, both hands eaten by a Sharkopus and replaced by metal hooks, one eye gored out by a dagger-mouse.
Paul chatted with Captain Ryhander for a bit, then they came over to Fred.
‘So, you’re the new recruit?’ Captain Ryhander asked.
‘Yessir, I’m the new recruit,’ Fred said. Captain Ryhander had a laugh at this.
‘We’ll make an explorer of you yet,’ Captain Ryhander said, ‘welcome to the crew.’
Suddenly, a voice bellowed out. It said, ‘Hello citizens of Halvington. It is I, the Emperor. We are here today, to see the crew of the Valiant set off on their quest to Ember Jungle. If they make it back alive, I will give them 4000 gold grambles. Now it is time to set off. Go, Valiant! Make us proud!’
With that, the crew all leaped up the gangplank, hoisted up the sails, and they were off, to new discovery’s, and a deadly adventure.
‘Harrier,’ Fred called softly. An answering shriek cut through the air like a knife, and a golden-brown blur raced past him, and alighted on a branch in an old oak. It was a hawk. His wings stretched out he looked a magnificent sight. He was tall and menacing, and his beak was curved and deadly. His talons gripped the branch with a death grip, and were as sharp as knifes. And in Fred’s mind, he was the most beautiful hawk he’d ever seen. Harrier hopped down to Fred’s shoulder, gripping on just enough so he wouldn’t fall off.
Fred had met Harrier one day, because a lightning bolt had struck a tree where a nest of hawks was. Everyone had died, except Harrier. Later on, Fred went to see what the tree looked like, seen Harrier, and fed it small pieces of rabbit and mouse. From then on, they were fast friends.
now I skipped forward to when the expedition starts
When they got to the docks, they saw Valiant in all its glory, red sails flapping, green sides blazing out, the words, Valiant scrawled in fancy silver writing on the sides. All the crew was assembled in front of the gangplank.
There was Silver Jack, his silver coat gleaming, his guns in his holsters. He was the best shooter in all the islands of Tandek.
Next was Massie Karn, tall and forbidding. Her sword skills were some of the best in the known world.
There were also the Lemoroy triplets, Nate 1, Nate 2 and Nate 3. They were identical in their cheeky grins, childlike faces, and knack for causing trouble. However, they knew how to get out of any tricky situation (since they’d been in a lot of them), and were handy if you were held at gunpoint, dropped into a sea writhing with sharks, or attacked by a 1 veep tall, three headed, rampaging dagger-mouse.
Gary Crunch stood near the front, his huge hands waving at the crowd. His famous 100 kg hammer was slung over his back.
Leena Ramble was fidgeting nervously. She didn’t fight with anything but her bare hands, which she did well.
Shirly slice’n’dice was closest to the gangplank. It was rumoured that she had 100 blades with her at always. But the daggers you could see were strapped on her belt, running down her arms and legs, on her back, and in her hands.
Fred’s brother Paul went to stand beside the Lemoroy triplets. He was first mate in the ship Valiant, and a good one at that.
Finally, there was Captain Ryhander, both legs chopped off in a swordfight and replaced by wooden ones, both hands eaten by a Sharkopus and replaced by metal hooks, one eye gored out by a dagger-mouse.
Paul chatted with Captain Ryhander for a bit, then they came over to Fred.
‘So, you’re the new recruit?’ Captain Ryhander asked.
‘Yessir, I’m the new recruit,’ Fred said. Captain Ryhander had a laugh at this.
‘We’ll make an explorer of you yet,’ Captain Ryhander said, ‘welcome to the crew.’
Suddenly, a voice bellowed out. It said, ‘Hello citizens of Halvington. It is I, the Emperor. We are here today, to see the crew of the Valiant set off on their quest to Ember Jungle. If they make it back alive, I will give them 4000 gold grambles. Now it is time to set off. Go, Valiant! Make us proud!’
With that, the crew all leaped up the gangplank, hoisted up the sails, and they were off, to new discovery’s, and a deadly adventure.