472 Harvest Fair: Titan Cub (1/2)

Bali nodded in agreement. ”Horrible... Next!”

A dark face stepped in front of Bali and flashed her a bright smile. ”My turn!”

”Floyd?” Sharl's voice carried from her place beside the tank. ”I thought you were too busy to come.”

”How could I miss this?” Floyd's dark hair was cut in a tight mohawk, his verticle irises stared at the target. ”Ready to swim?”

Ronnie nodded. Although Floyd was relatively young, as a Naga he was already physically mature. ”I taught you to throw, so you better show me something.”

Floyd tossed the ball up in the air casually.

[Whisper: Sharl to Ronnie] Is Floyd your date for the dance?

[Whisper: Ronnie to Sharl] Yep, he wouldn't agree to come otherwise.

[Whisper: Sharl to Ronnie] Good job then! I approve.

[Whisper: Ronnie to Sharl] Stick with me Sis! I have a plan to abduct Nix too!

Sharl stared up at her sister who was grinning from the planked bench. The Inferno tank didn't offer a comment but her lips did curve in a slight smile.

The sound of a ball bouncing off of the target echoed by a loud splash caused everyone to cheer suddenly. Ronnie had spent the better part of an hour insulting the throwers, quite a few faces were smiling as the soaked archer climbed back up the ladder. The sight of the dripping wet woman caused quite a few of the Ain'Dhassi rangers to head back into the line.

Nix chatted with the Titan leaders while his companions helped everyone get cleaned up from the mud-pit. The normally boisterous Morti was obviously disappointed in not being able to take part.

[Whisper: Ducky to Nix] Can't we do something?

Nix glanced up from his Jack-n-Poy match with Mortimus, his yellow eyes contemplating the titan cub's angst.

/Inferno: Nix: Special event down at the mud-pit. Members of the winning team will get a legendary puppet, crafted by myself.

/Inferno: Pon: Legendary? Like a Phoenix?

/Inferno: Nix: Something close, but equally as cool.

/Inferno: Wind: I'm in.

/Inferno: Semmi: I just cleaned the mud off!

/Inferno: Nix: The winners won't get muddy.

/Inferno: Sharl: Is there a limit on numbers?

/Inferno: Nix: Nope, come on down.

[Whisper: Ducky to Nix] A lot of people are coming... Can you make that many puppets?

[Whisper: Nix to Ducky] I won't have to. Only the winners get one.

Shae showed up a few minutes later, dragging an impossibly long coil of rope that was bigger than her. The salamander dropped it on the grass like it weighed nothing. ”This what you wanted?”

Nix nodded and thanked her with a kiss. ”Grab an end, Fey, and bring it to the other side of the pit.”

”Yep.” Nix put a small loop on the end he was holding.

”I want a Phoenix, just like yours. Maybe a bit larger,” Pon added.

/Inferno: Nix: All participants go to the eastern side of the mud-pit.

/Inferno: Semmi: All of us? Aren't we going to divide into teams?

/Inferno: Nix: Teams are already made, it's you guys against Morti.

/Inferno: Pon: The fuck is this? You better not skimp our prizes, Nix!

Nix watched as thirty members of Inferno took their places on the grass across the pit. ”Can you beat those guys, Morti?”

Morti was sitting on his large butt, panting slightly in the afternoon sun. ”Yep.”