Ok so there I was, out on my handy-dandy raft, floating in the middle of Nymph Lake. The day was warm, the breeze was lovely....
Then the strangest thing happened. Wulfgar mentioned that he sensed one of those darn toothy fish about....
We turned left and right, searching for the darned thing, but to no avail. Regis and Merlin were cowering at the back of the raft(portraits greyed out) and Bruenor was swinging that damn bastard sword around like it was a toothpick!
To our total hysteria, we finally glanced down at our feet and low and behold, one of those stupid fish had actually jumped onto the raft...all but offering himself up for lunch!
We obliged him straight away, made a most delicious meal of his carcass and proceeded on our journey. What a lovely day...ahhhh...
In all acutality I was so startled to spot the silly thing on our raft I almost didn't start striking at it. What a hoot!
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Hey, dragons aren't that tough, I'm a MOM! LOL