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<blockquote data-quote="jkason" data-source="post: 5695561" data-attributes="member: 2710">The eel rears up, mouth open and hissing, but before it can even think abou moving, Quioan's arrow flies into its maw. The force of the missle carries the eel to the fore of the ship, impaling it to the deck. It twitches once, then goes limp, the buzzing it created gone. &quot;Now *that* is why I don't mind having your type around!&quot; Renlow calls from the wheel, beaming. &quot;Well done, boy. And something exotic for dinner, eh?&quot;A series of loud elven expletives rises up from the stair-ladder, followed quickly by Nevil. &quot;Fixemup!&nbsp; Fixemup!&quot; the half elf calls out, stabbing at his hands with a plain-looking stick. You can see now that they are, indeed, scalded by the electric charge channelled through him by the eel.&quot;What are you on about, Nevil?&quot; the captain asks.&quot;Is wood magic!&quot; Nevil insists, holding up the stick. &quot;No, magic wood!&quot; he corrects himself, then swears again. &quot;Is knowing word from shaman who is giving to Nevilantura when he is leaving home, but is magics that will not work for Nevilantura, even when hands is burned by water devil! Is wondering maybe shaman tricks Nevilantura.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="jkason, post: 5695561, member: 2710"] The eel rears up, mouth open and hissing, but before it can even think abou moving, Quioan's arrow flies into its maw. The force of the missle carries the eel to the fore of the ship, impaling it to the deck. It twitches once, then goes limp, the buzzing it created gone. [color=purple]"Now *that* is why I don't mind having your type around!"[/color] Renlow calls from the wheel, beaming. [color=purple]"Well done, boy. And something exotic for dinner, eh?"[/color] A series of loud elven expletives rises up from the stair-ladder, followed quickly by Nevil. [color=olive]"Fixemup! Fixemup!"[/color] the half elf calls out, stabbing at his hands with a plain-looking stick. You can see now that they are, indeed, scalded by the electric charge channelled through him by the eel. [color=purple]"What are you on about, Nevil?"[/color] the captain asks. [color=olive]"Is wood magic!"[/color] Nevil insists, holding up the stick. [color=olive]"No, magic wood!"[/color] he corrects himself, then swears again. [color=olive]"Is knowing word from shaman who is giving to Nevilantura when he is leaving home, but is magics that will not work for Nevilantura, even when hands is burned by water devil! Is wondering maybe shaman tricks Nevilantura."[/color] [/QUOTE]

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