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Game 2 Outline |
After a bit of thought, you decide to turn into an albatross and fly toward the setting sun. You bid farewell to your newfound friends and take wing.
After several days of flying, you are uncertain of your location, as you have been blown off course. You have reason to believe that you are now heading either far north or far south, as the air is growing cold. You press on.
After a few more days, your suspicions are confirmed. You have entered a mysterious, lonely land of crashing ice and bitter winds. You turn, but find that you are completely disoriented over the wastes.
However, a sign of hope appears when all seems lost. A ship, apparently blown off course, has begun to follow you. The sailors, seeing you as a sign of good luck, feed you table scraps. Strengthened, you attempt to get your bearings, and use what little natural sense of direction you have as a bird to head in a northerly direction.
Eventually, you and your new friends escape the land of ice and show. There is much rejoicing. You revel in the smell of the open sea, the shouts of the sailors, the agonizing pain of the crossbow bolt through your heart...
The last thing you see is a mob of angry sailors looping a rope around you and tying you to the neck of a guilty looking sailor. He will wear you until he makes penance for shooting the bird that guided him and his crewmates to safety. Unfortunately, the justice of this does you very little good, as you are losing every drop of blood in your body.
Written by T. A. M. (edited by wanderer)