Of late I seem to be more energetic, spending a bit less time drowsing in the strange torpor that had been coming over me so often of late. Thanks to spending more time on the hunt, I have finally been getting strong enough to expand my range and recently was able, after a quick hunt on Kizmia Island, to go with a group a little ways onto Metzeli Island, which hosts beasts that are far more dangerous than those found on Puddleby.
The waters around the island are dangerous as well, being filled with Baltoise and Megamouths. Even the Giant Carnivorous Plankton pose a risk because they can appears so suddenly in such great numbers that even very strong hunters can be overwhelmed. This time it seemed luck was with us because we made it onto the island without mishaps. During that voyage we did encounter some of these creatures, but not enough to be very troublesome. And odd thing happened though, while we were traveling over the water. Just as we were leaving Kizmia, where we had also had quite a good hunt, I felt that my use of my Gossamer blade was starting to improve, and that it was helping me make more powerful but controlled blows. Then, when I killed some plankton, it flashed, as bright in my eyes as a star.
I also was especially happy because my Clanmate Arutha, whom I’ve not seen in ages, wandered into our hunt that day. Geo has been away for what seems like years, so I was especially glad to see another member of my clan and to spend time with him, along with a frequent hunt buddy, Patch Logan, Arutha’s healer friend, Brahtz, Garonor and of course my dear Zo.
We travelled along the coast lands until we reached a place where we could climb down into the water and walk along the bottom.
It was so beautiful that we were enthralled and didn’t notice the barracuda, nor our own lack of air until too late. We were all overcome.
Garonor was too impatient to wait for help and instead departed, making the dangerous journey through purgatory. Sadly though, it seemed his sacrifice was for nought, because minutes after, the tides changed and we were all washed back ashore anyway.
We found though, that when Garonor rejoined us that Patch and Brahtz wer beyond his powers to heal. Before Garo could summon aid, Brahtz also decided to travel through Purgatory. Why healers are so eager for this journey, I do not know. Once they returned, all were healed and we began hunting our way back out to the beach. Along the way we helped Arutha finish studying the movements of Haremau Kittens and all was going well, until, as can easily happen on Metz, a sudden rush of Black Mambas and a Rudremau at once left many so badly wounded they could no longer even walk, let alone run. Gremlins managed to catch most of us up in a chain and run to the beach, and Garo ran out as well dragging the rest, but poor Arutha had been just out of reach as the creatures closed in. Once Gremlins was healed, he bravely went alone back for Arutha, and manage to get him out as well.
After two harrowing escapes we decided to call it a day and returned to town, where Arutha and I inducted Brahtz into the Zouclougeist Alliance. It was a wonderful day.