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Lucre Merrimere

[Ch09] Goons from Guilwater New
  • The river winding its way down from Wishingmist Falls cut straight through through the heart of a lush temperate rainforest, one that stretched all the way up the western coast. The air was wet and cool, and the smell of petrichor lingered from recent rainfall. It was still early enough in the season that the stifling humidity hadn't settled in yet. Fresh stems and ferns peeked from the leaf-strewn ground as the forest awakened from winter's grip.

    Some ways down the river, near a large, moss-covered stone, a propped-up fishing pole hung in the trickling water below. And nearby, with quick footwork and rapid jabs, a young Buizel hopped back and forth, her multi-pronged fishing spear making quick work of the nonexistent opponent.

    At least, until the sudden sound of twigs snapping and strangers approaching from the falls-side caught her attention.

    "Who'zat!" she barked, brandishing her spear in the direction of the noise.
     
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