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Sylph's InnCharlie was exhausted. It had been about two days since he and his partners had split up, and he had been running every time he thought he heard something behind him. Of course, carrying a bag of stolen items over a shoulder didn't make that any easier. Who would've thought that one robbery could cause all of this? The strange thing was that the villagers didn't even seem to be attacking them, just forcing them out into the jungle...breaking them apart...as though they were leaving punishment to something else.Sylph's Inn in Fantasy
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"Haw," he laughed at the thought, "like anythin' in this stupid forest could hurt us. Long as we have our six-shooters, Joe an' the others'll be fine, an' so will I,"
Despite his confidence, though, he needed food. His share of the loot was pretty, all right, but he couldn't very well eat it. They had planned to quickly rob the bakery on their way out for rations, but that idiot Larry had to shoot the guy, and there had only been one small loaf of bread left...
He sighed. How bi
Meet AnimaA human calmly walked through the jungle world of Felarya. After escaping an acidic fate three times, he felt pretty certain that he could last in this world. A few marauding animals that went down in one good shot would provide enough food for two days each, and if he himself was caught by one of the giant snake-women rampaging around, all it took was some fast thinking and faster talking. Yessir, this world was nothing he couldn't handle.Meet Anima in Fantasy
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He sighed contentedly and rested his head against his arms...and froze. Above him were shimmering cables going from tree to tree. Behind him, the same cables covered the area. He began to worry. Had he wandered right into the territory of some creature he hadn't known about? It was nagas and dryads here, nothing else giant, right? He began to back away.
Suddenly, a haunting voice echoed through the trees. He couldn't make out any words, but it sounded far too pleased for him to take it in stride. He had to move. He might be able to con a naga, but w
Spider-Ceri"Spider-Man, Spider-Man," a cute feminine voice rang through the forest, "Does whatever a spider can,"Spider-Ceri in Fantasy
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If one were to look to the treetops for the source of the sound, it would be found in the form of a massive dridder excitedly leaping from branch to branch on the enormous Felaryan trees, attempting a flip or twist wherever possible.
"Spins a web, any size, catches theives, just like flies," the creature continued, "hey there! There goes the Spider-Man!"
Her final note was accompanied by a surprisingly agile flip down to ground which left eight peg-shaped holes where her legs pierced the soil. This was the only thing that bothered her. The routine was supposed to be graceful, and she weighed several tonnes!
Ceri sighed. She had been obsessed with Spider-Man ever since reading her first comic. Ever since then, humans were stalked, carefully spied on, and even chased down if she suspected they could teach her anything else about him.
To her delight, she had also obtained a thicker book