RVA: The Red Vixen at Sea, ConclusionThe sun was falling into the sea when rescue finally arrived. Rolas remained face down in the sand, exhausted from his ordeal, the remains of the ardalian’s tentacle hanging from his spine like an obscene second tail. Melanie left him briefly to grab the first aid kit and walk up the stairs for the fifth bloody time to check on the wazagan. It was still shuddering and otherwise unresponsive, though it had stopped crying and muttering to herself. Melanie gave it a shot of a universal anti-shock medication, and the poor creature finally fell into an exhausted sleep.RVA: The Red Vixen at Sea, Conclusion by Sir-Talen
While she was tending to it, Melanie tried not to glance at the three bodies on the ground. Twenty eight, she counted, adding them to the total she’d given Rolas a few days ago. These I did all on my own, she thought sadly. Can’t blame my old crew for them this time.
When she got back down she found a pair of questing tentacles blindly scurrying up and down the beach, obviously looking f
RVA: The Red Vixen at Sea, Part FifteenFourth time's the charm, Melanie thought to herself, looking at the stairs again with distaste. But there were four tentacles in the sand, curving around the bay where the ardalian had to be hiding, leading up the stairs to the altar. She had to wonder at that. Surely there was no real reason why attaching a puppeteer tentacle to a victim had to be done at the highest point of the island. Perhaps it was a tradition. The presence of the stone altar slab certainly pointed to that.RVA: The Red Vixen at Sea, Part Fifteen by Sir-Talen
She decided to worry about it later. For now, Melanie had a task. Even better, she could do it at the bottom of the stairs instead of climbing all the way to the top to confront the ardalian’s puppets. So she set her improvised spear into the sand, and drew out her real weapon from her pocket.
The gleaming silver safety scissors were one of those items where the purpose was so basic that the design hadn’t changed in its essentials for hundreds of years. Fifteen centimeters long, the handle at
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