The peak of youth [p]

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These shady figures, were likely resourceful, and would be key to the success of his personal quest. Without hesitation, he found a seat across from one of the men who sat at a table along the wall. Sliding into the bench, he paused, adjusting the collar of his blue coat over his neck and bricking his hands to a slight touch at the front of his face. From behind the straight forward gesture, he gazed hard upon the man in his presence.

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“Ah, well you see, I’m looking to reach the peak of your town’s great tree.”

A light hearted and kind look, soon became serious and disheartened. Furrows formed into the brow of Robert, as he considered the request and what it meant. Sighing, he reached into a pack at his side and withdrew a pen and pad, etching carefully onto the parchment.



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It made perfect sense to him, even without having seen the environment. He knew exactly what he would be searching for, as it was all depicted in landmarks. Lands marks were significant in navigation. They gave way to paths being fleshed out, and eventually lead to the mathematical equations and graphs that created some of the most accurate maps. This however, for his level of navigational skill, would suffice.



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Although it belonged to folk tale and legend, he was confident, that the creature was real, and hoped to find it in his travels to the high altitude. Once more pushing open the doors, of the bar, he stepped out into the fresh outside air: giving one last wave to the occupants of the rundown tavern before heading out. With a renewed sense of adventure, and ambition that exceeded his recent laziness, he would soon be upon his goal.



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The first feature that came to mind was its size. Such a creature was likely larger than any bird he had seen, any seabird that was. He began to imagine a massive wing span, and a long hooked beak which extended far past the crown of the creature, as though a sword extended from its head. Large red eyes, as legend told could pierce the soul of those who met its gaze, leaving the weak in a state of stupor and paralysis. His depictions of the creature were far from reality. And he would soon find out the truths of this creature.



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Shrugging to himself, Felix pushed onward. “Somebodies got to do it,” he cooed, no one around to hear his words. Set now on the forest, he took in the environment with his sense, absorbing through sight and smell, the most details. The overwhelming smell of fresh blood could not be ignored, someone, or something had been killed close by. He had to be careful.




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And then it came, capering forth the midst of the trees, attempting to ambush the shark boy from his rear flank. With one foot crushing into the ground, Felix pivoted, unleashing the full torrent of his steel fist upon the assailant. Steel clashed with flesh, and the beast was cast backwards. As the large tiger rose to all fours, blood spilled from his face; his determination still upheld and he released a valiant roar. Standing toe to toe with the dire beast, the fishman brought his hands to the front of his face: ready to strike.



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A devilish smirk stretched across his face, and the fishman brought his fingers tips together, forming a sharp tendril of sorts. ”The end,” he remarked, dealing the fatal blow. Arm extending with considerable force, the finger tips pierced the creature through and through. The steel arm smashing through both flesh and bone, left the tiger heartless and bloody pulp was dripping from the pirate’s arm. Stepping back, Felix watched as gravity took effect, and the creature fell to the ground. Life was now absent of the sentient being, and he lay limb. Victim to power.



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