What Do We Do With A Drunken Sailor?

*Brandr* · (This post was last modified: 07-22-2019, 08:09 PM by Firefly Festival NPC.)

Brandr couldn't have asked for a better night to go fishing. The nice was warm but not sweltering and the swarm of fireflies looked so beautiful. It eased his mind. He paused in his journey, coughing lightly before he continued his way to the lake shore to try his luck at fishing with other festival attendees. He had some experience in catching fish but it had been a long while since he'd tried again. Fish were fine for a change of pace but not when one had a whole pack to feed. He found his energy was best expended with higher risk, higher reward targets.

Settling in at the lake, Brandr carefully waded in up to his belly and then a bit farther until the water was a few inches below his back. He let his mind and body mellow into stillness, enjoying the feeling of the water as it moved around his body. When a fish came close he dove his head down seeking to grasp it, pushing air out of his nose as he did in hopes of not getting to much water up his nose.

"Talk" "You" Think

Fished!

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