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'''Rejull 9 – stormy'''<br />Splashing near the cove. Length of two, three rowboats. Catch of a lifetime. Others don’t believe me.<br /><br />'''Rejull 24 – stormy'''<br />Chased her this time. She keeled my boat. Nearly died. But I saw her. She’s beautiful. Scales glinting like diamonds. Teeth long as my arm. | '''Rejull 9 – stormy'''<br />Splashing near the cove. Length of two, three rowboats. Catch of a lifetime. Others don’t believe me.<br /><br />'''Rejull 24 – stormy'''<br />Chased her this time. She keeled my boat. Nearly died. But I saw her. She’s beautiful. Scales glinting like diamonds. Teeth long as my arm. | ||
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'''Rejull 29 – stormy''' <br />Cornered her in the cove. Gathered up some Dran and harpoons. Won’t be hungry after tomorrow.<br /><br />'''Brigill 1 – stormy'''<br />She got away. Damns it all. She was there. Right there. At the end of my harpoon. But I couldn’t throw. I couldn’t. Why not? Why not. <br /><br />Her eyes. Black and oily as the depths. But soft. Such softness. She looked at me. We met eyes and I saw. Saw her and she saw me. <br /> [[File:LoreItem_Docks_Fish_03_White_Diff.png|326px]] | '''Rejull 29 – stormy''' <br />Cornered her in the cove. Gathered up some Dran and harpoons. Won’t be hungry after tomorrow.<br /><br />'''Brigill 1 – stormy'''<br />She got away. Damns it all. She was there. Right there. At the end of my harpoon. But I couldn’t throw. I couldn’t. Why not? Why not. <br /><br />Her eyes. Black and oily as the depths. But soft. Such softness. She looked at me. We met eyes and I saw. Saw her and she saw me. <br /> [[File:LoreItem_Docks_Fish_03_White_Diff.png|326px|link=]] | ||
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'''Brigill 3 – stormy''' <br />Going after her. Alone. She can’t get away. She’s mine. My treasure. My greatest catch. My Diamond o’ the Deep.<br /><br /> [[File:LoreItem_Docks_Fish_02_White_Diff.png|326px]] | '''Brigill 3 – stormy''' <br />Going after her. Alone. She can’t get away. She’s mine. My treasure. My greatest catch. My Diamond o’ the Deep.<br /><br /> [[File:LoreItem_Docks_Fish_02_White_Diff.png|326px|link=]] | ||
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