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Merciless
1994
Pure Fucking Hell  #2  Â

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Some fan art of Syenite from The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin
I'm at a crossroads. The team is shrinking size, weak to the current terror of Tympoles, but still needs to get stronger to face Lenora. My slaves look weary seeing so many of their comrades die. I realize that it's either press on with the possibility of failure, or to fail right now. I look out to the tall grass outside of Pinwheel Forest. They shake with anticipation.
I make a plan with my slaves, to power train in the dark grass and book it whenever an accursed Tympoles. It works out well, encountering only a few every once in a while. Searie learns Yawn, which proves to be a great tactical move, though concerning outside of battle. Rogga also learns Mud Slap, which isn't the best but is a step up from his prior Sand Attack skill.
Promptly after that, the swarm of Tympoles reawaken. We are able to dodge most, but I eventually got irritated. We would be in this same area forever at this rate. I tell Rogga to press on in battle against one, to try and Headbutt it to death. Predictably, the hopping water slave blasted him with a Bubblebeam, severely injuring Rogga. I realized my selfishness again, and rushed him to get treatment.
We were all sick of that place. I decided it was time to just go for the gym. Thankfully, it wasn't as tough as I anticipated. Rogga with Rock Smash tore up most of the normal slaves there. It was a relief, frankly, after so much pain training up to this gym. I start with Searie when battling Lenora, using Yawn to swap in Rogga to get a few free hits in. He takes out the Herdier with relative ease, but her Watchog was a menace. It's Hypnosis and Bite ate at Rogga, who got a nasty wound that was a close call on his livelihood. I had a switch him with the other slaves to soak up some damage as I treated him. I needed Rogga back in the game. Once back to full health, I released him back on the Watchog, and it was soon over after that. All of us nearly collapsed in exhaustion. Except Rogga, standing proud with his newly learned skill, Iron Defense. He did it for us, and is getting us our of this forsaken town with its Tympoles.
Lenora gave me a new TM for Retaliate. When she explain it to me, I almost got sick. A TM that works best after a slave's death. I considered it, seeing that my death rate has been high so far. But I decided to tuck it away, rowing to never let anymore of my slaves die.
Slave Count: 3
I worked them hard.
Rogga and Pipi wouldn't get a break until they were fit for proper battle. They struggled like wild slaves, and I needed them to have the finesse for tough gym battles. This wasn't a fun process; needing to get two slaves in shape at the same time endangered my entire time, constantly switch them around and racing back to the nearby preschool to heal up. Pipi came come to dying many times; a part of me didn't care. I didn't want to be held back by the weak, rather, let them pass young without much pain while they can. Tired of all the back and forth, I taught Pipi Work Up, which acted like a second wind for him. He started winning more battles, gaining in speed and technique. He racked up the moves Quick Attack and Air Cutter, setting up to be a good glass canon.
Rogga keeps getting knocked around by Blitzles, who are fast and knock is weak special defense. He is a solid part of the team though, and eventually learned a powerful move called Rock Blast.
Time to move forward to Nacrene City.
Slave Count: 4
Rogga drog en 9,2-kilos lax och Henke en öring pÄ 3,7 kilo! Vilken kvÀll ni har grabbar!
Rogga drog Ärets andra lax om jag inte minns fel, vikten 9,2 kilo! Stort grattis mannen! En annan som Àr pÄ hugget Àr Henke, kvÀllens andra firre blev en fin havsöring pÄ 3,7 kilo! Grattis!
Verkar vara rejÀlt med fisk i farten ikvÀll, hÀrliga tider! Och tusen tack för bilder och info Svedda! Tony

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Ăringarna verkar var pĂ„ G i Ălvkarleby, TvĂ„ fina öringar pĂ„ 5,8 och 7,5 kilo tog Hans Kvarnström!
Fisket under den hÀr em/kvÀllen bedrevs pÄ ett rÀtt hÄrt vatten dÄ Vattenfall slÀppte runt 500-550 km/3 under hela dagen/kvÀllen. Jag fiskade vid fasta, rÀtt trögt bÄde dÀr samt vid pumpgropen men nÀr ljuset blev till skymning sÄ började det att hÀnda saker, Henrik Strandfhur frÄn GÀvle landade sin andra lax för Äret efter en liten fight med en ettrig laxhanne pÄ runt 6 kilo! Stort grattis mannen!
En annan som kĂ€mpat för att fĂ„ sin första lax för Ă„ret var Roger Blomqvist som efter att ha slitit hĂ„rt vid fasta, gick sedan ner till pumpgropen och kunde dĂ€r landa en lax pĂ„ 5,3 kilo! Stor grattis Rogga! Â
 - Skynda dig upp och kolla vilka hÀrliga öringar som hÀnger vid invÀgningen ropade man till mig nÀr jag kom upp frÄn pumpgropen. Sagt och gjort, jag knallade upp till fiskekontoret och trÀffade dÀr pÄ Hans Kvarnström som hade haft ett kanonfiske denna kvÀll! Först en landad lax pÄ 6-7 kilo vid 19-tiden och den for han till campen med, och dÄ klockan inte var sÄ mycket sÄ for han tillbaks till Àlven för nÄgra timmars fiske till! Och vilket fiske han hade, tvÄ öringar pÄ 5,8 kilo samt en riktig bjÀsse pÄ 7,5 kilo! JÀttegrattis till Hans!
Roger Blomqvist drog Ärets första lax vid pumpen, vikt 5,5! Grattis!
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Rogga drog en 9,2-kilos lax och Henke en öring pÄ 3,7 kilo! Vilken kvÀll ni har grabbar!
Rogga drog Ärets andra lax om jag inte minns fel, vikten 9,2 kilo! Stort grattis mannen! En annan som Àr pÄ hugget Àr Henke, kvÀllens andra firre blev en fin havsöring pÄ 3,7 kilo! Grattis!
Verkar vara rejÀlt med fisk i farten ikvÀll, hÀrliga tider! Och tusen tack för bilder och info Svedda! Tony