Shamad stands, grabbing his pack and shield. "I agree with Janak," he says, "We are only likely to find trouble there."
He nods to Ghanji, "Lead away," he says, pulling out his machete.
Isle of the Elephant - Chapter 9
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TetNak
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Re: The Gate of the Elephant Tusks
"Kings have no friends, only subjects and enemies."
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Connie_the_Fire_Element
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Sujata is again thankful for Ghanji's help. smiling at her friend. She moves closer to him and murmurs a quiet "Thank you." to him.
She's feeling better, but not great and so conserves most of her energy towards walking.
She's feeling better, but not great and so conserves most of her energy towards walking.
We will find this f-ing troll, and kill it's f-ing ass.
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The End
The goup, known correctly or not as the Harbingers, collect themselves, wounded and weak, they turn toward the jungles of Afyal, and under Ghanji's leadership plunge into the deep jungle. The alien city of Medinat-al-Afyal falls behind them as the familiar jungle terrain embraces them. The jungle is like that of the Mahavana back home, minus the tainted swamplands at the heart of Mahanaga. Ghanji scoops up the backpack and turns back around leading the group into the jungle, moving easily through the open jungle at first, and slowing as the undergrowth and brush gets thicker with each passing mile until eventually he leads the group of heroes from the far off east onto one of the elephant trails....