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"'Fisher'? I thought you were an owl." says Albatross getting a kick in the shin from owl as a reply.
Albatross hefts what looks like an ogre-sized table leg for someone his small size and looks over. With evident disappoint he drops the club and directs the celebrating Owl to look over in the direction of stairwell and says. "It's just them again."
"That was you, when you snagged your own leg with the line!" shouts the Albatross. {A verbal melee ensues.}
Fentar plods along, carrying Derkhan, and waves at the owl and the albatross, "Hello, good fellows, what have you discovered since last we spoke?" "Owl still can't fish." says Mr. Albatross.
"-no." The two small fishermen cling to their raft as the waters grow rough.
"'Blubberanean'?" Albatross tries on for sound.
"It might be 'Blubberainos'." says the Albatross.
"Have you had a lot of rain recently?" asks Albatross.
"Could be the Spring thaw." says Albatross.
"Here! Take it!" Albatross takes the parchment from Owl and shoves it in Zahd's hands.
"Th-th-that y-y-you did." stammers the Albatross, looking up as well.
"And that is too much information." says the Albatross in alarm. The two begin arguing about moving to a new fishing spot somewhere else in the library.
"Wait! You spoke to the Big Sleeper?" interjects Albatross.
Fentar poses another question to the pair, "How big is it?" "That's rather a personal question!" says Albatross in sharp indignation.
Albatross tosses the scroll fragment at the party stiffly.
"Well, after all, he did get me." explains Albatross. Owl growls angrily in response.
"I SAID HE GOT ME!!"
"AK! You got me! You got me." Albatros slumps against the column. "You... got... me...."
"DON'T GO UP THERE! THE BIG SLEEPER!" cries the Albatross to Yangrit upon realizing where she is heading.
The Albatross attempts a high speed turn and ends up slamming into a pillar. It slides down the side of the pillar into the water.
Xusius's magical bolt hits the Albatross but the little bird man has bigger concerns.
"OUCH! YOU SINGED MY TAIL FEATHERS YOU GREAT SLUG!" Yells the Albatross. The flaming sphere bounces off him, drops into water beneath, and then goes out with a hiss.
"NO ONE STEAL OUR FISH!" cries the Albatross, hoisting his spear as well.
"Sorry friends, but this one is going above my mantle back home." says the Albatross holding it up to proudly show off (upside-down).
"What? You mean this?" asks the Albatross holding up the parchment.
"Okay, so we are looking for a fish? Like a big fish? Would you suggest to get eaten by the fish?" Tofang asks curiously. "I'd say 'yes' if only in the hopes it grow full upon you all and wouldn't eat us again, but the truth is that Big Sleeper is big enough to hold a whole ocean inside."
You encountered the Sleeper elsewhere, and it brought you here? And what dog-cat? Are there others here? "Oh him. He lived on the other side of the monster. Always playing word games, the smarty-pants. What was his name, Owl?"
"And that wasn't even the strangest part." adds the Albatross. "We were trapped inside for who knows how long living for years off fish that washed in the monster's mouth when all of the sudden WHOOSH! out we come here to this curious underground lake of yours, full of all of these curiously literate fish." The Albatross holds up his catch, a clutch of sodden folios, manuscripts, and scrolls. The Owl glowers at the haul.
"Oh, you are Owl. Even though you only had an apple core, and a broken wagon wheel on the day." says Albatross.
"And I was doing quite well if I do say so myself!" interjects the Albatross.
We would like to help with whatever is happening here. Rectitude offers. "Go on Owl. Don't be cross. They seem nice enough."
"Owl! Look what I caught!" shouts one.
"Aie! Whatever you do, donae go up there!" warns the horrified Albatross.
"What's a 'Derkhan'?" inquires the Albatross.
"I'm persuaded you're a ninny." adds Albatross helpfully.
"Owl! Look what I caught!" shouts one.
"That? You want that little bit of torn vellum, but this is a whole folio. And look at all the nice codices we caught." says the Albatross holding a string of water-logged.
"But I just caught that scroll. And then there are those folios, and that big atlas, I got. This is a good spot. It's right between reference and fiction." says the albatross looking at their haul all hooked to a line, and floating raggedly in a half filled janitor's pail.
"Shhh! Don't wake her!" hisses the albatross. "We don't want to be eaten again." Both little beings look nervously up toward the mezzanine.
"So the three of us were just fishing as usual when we hears this sound like someone reciting a rhyme." says the albatross jumping in again.
"'We'." interjects the albatross. "Toldja I was you man when it came to 'we'." he adds in an aside to the party.
"Yeah, I been making water since I was a wee lad." says the albatross.
"Yeah, b-but they are in reverse." says the albatross.
Elianna just smiles and joins Dawn, crouching down a bit to be closer to their eye level without making it look condescending. "Aww, but if you help us, maybe we can find a way to help you in return? If nothing else you'll get us out of your fishing spot faster. Plus if we go somewhere else we might scare the fish from there into coming your way!" "Err? So why not go there now?"
The albatross taps his ruffled friend on the shoulder and points meaningfully to a sign above that reads "Quiet in the Library". "Now why don't you all make like your tree and leave us be?" whispers the albatross. The two little fishermen seem completely uninterested in conversing with a party of such ruffians and clearly would like them to go away.
"Right you lot, trousers down!" shouts the albatross smacking his spear's haft into his hand.
"Don't blame the monkey, blame it's owners. They're the ones who taught it to be so rude." says the albatross magnanimously.
"You're scaring the fish!"
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