[Kevas is on his way to the bar. He has a powerful need for a drink and as luck would have it, his room's all out. Nearing the stairs, he sees...just what the hell is that? A floating tadpole? Is that a passenger? It can't be. Maybe something the boat brought on, like those goats. Whatever it is, he's going to catch it.
Ever so quietly Kevas creeps up behind the strange creature. He shouldn't need his invisibility for this. It doesn't look like it's paying much attention.]
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Date: 2009-07-08 03:13 am (UTC)Ever so quietly Kevas creeps up behind the strange creature. He shouldn't need his invisibility for this. It doesn't look like it's paying much attention.]