Let the Games Begin!

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Watches the female otter dive into the water* Wait, what should we do? Does the water help?

[lass of something much]

*falls into the lake, unconscious*

[shisteer of nothing much]

*dives into the lake and grabs Lass* Stay there, Seb.

[Sebias of Redwall]

*The fog rolls in, briefly touching Sebias' flesh.* Ahh! It burns! *The otter rubbed his arm frantically.*

[shisteer of nothing much]

Alright, don't stay there. Come into the lake.

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Drops gear on the back and plunges into the cool water. The fog slowly covers the rest of the land.*

[lass of something much]

*automatically shapeshifts back into a otter-squirrel as I hit the water*
{shapeshifter instincts, different if morally wounded.}

[Verdauga]

*Uses air cannon to keep the fog away from me.*



*It barely works.*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*A breeze slowly begins to blow the fog away*

*Sebias pokes his head out from the water* What do we do now? We should probably get out of this area in case it comes back. Teer?

[lass of something much]

*sinks deeper and deeper, being gently pushed along by some invisible force*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Dives in and pulls Lass to the surface* Are you okay?

[lass of something much]

*doesn't answer due to being unconscious, but the left arm is on an unnatural angle*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Begins doing CPR* Shoot. Do you think her arm is broken?

[lass of something much]

{EWWWWWWWWW!!!! THAT'S EVEN WORSE THEN WHEN SCOTT DID IT!}

[shisteer of nothing much]

*comes to the surface and spits water out* Not mouth to mouth, Lass. Yes, Seb, her arm is most certainly broken.