Lundar's Library

Day 257, Year 536 of the Ascendancy

Today was one of those rare days when I could make it to my clan’s
monthly meeting. In today’s meeting, we welcomed a new
hopeful(Entil’Zha) into our fold, and followed the talk with a hunt in
the Savanah. The hunt was quite successful, and we all returned to town
for our studies. But before I could retire, I received an urgent
request to open up Dal’Noth, and grudgingly obliged. I made my way to
the ocean swiftly, and paddled all the way to Dal’Noth Island. That was
when I received a message to “watch out for the plankton”. Too late. A
swarm of approximately 40 plankton swarmed me, and of course, I was
dead in a few seconds. A few brave healers came out onto the ocean, and
they too were lynched by the plankton. Then, two culcans decided to
join in on the fun. Suddenly, the ocean was a death trap. We floated
around the ocean in our upturned boats; the strong current pulling us
into the Northern Ocean, then back out again. Finally, about 7 cycles
later, J’nder and Magnels managed to get snagged on eachother, and
subsequently, the rest of the exiles joined the pile.

The rescue took a long time in comming, but a few hours later, our
boats were all right-side up. The two culcan still roamed the ocean,
but with the concerted effort of the exiles, the culcan were pushed
back into the depths of the sea, from whence they came. The oceans of
Puddleby were once again safe for exiles to sail upon.