From the Memoirs of Wilberforce Amber Ropenourished, Late Summer 197Dear readers, I can only hope that my poor powers of description are adequate to the task of opening your eyes to the sheer variety of creatures that we have encountered since arriving in Oceanbridge. One can say “six limbed three eyed ape beast”, but does the reader truly understand? For one, that simple phrase cannot capture the sound, nor the stench of said creatures!
Similarly, if I were to describe to you an iridescent bird, standing on two legs, higher than a dwarf, yet with all the mannerisms of a wolf, would that really illustrate the terror that such an animal inspires?
Perhaps if I continued, saying that the wolf was also rabid, starving, and believed that you resembled a fine five course meal with drinks and good company, as well as cure for rabid-ness that would only be effectual when consumed? Perhaps. But I digress.
I mention this, for it was an army of just that sort of animal that attacked us.
They arrived in mid-summer, and were immediately recognized by Balnash and Remalle as old enemies of Oceanbridge. Balnash explained that while they bit and clawed hard, their skin and feathers provided no obstacle to good steel, so he and the rest of the army repaired to the field, the noble Peacespray at their side. I joined them shortly thereafter, my trusty iron sword in hand.
The battle was quite short, fortunately, with not a single death or wound sustained by our soldiers. I still have yet to land a blow, but Di-2 was the hero of the day, with two kills to her name.
Peacespray, of course, showed his mettle once again, defying all who would interrupt his grazing.
He is a king among yaks.
Neo put on a fine show with his new iron whip, itself a weapon that is a wonder to behold. That dwarf puzzles me sometimes; he so strongly resembles my old friend that they seem almost one and the same in my mind.
The siege is over, the feast has begun, and if that were not enough good news, human merchants have arrived at the gate! I can only imagine what they have brought to trade from their distant homes. I'll soon find out, I suppose.
Things appear to be on the move up, here in Oceanbridge.
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