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Jelal Waveskimmer	Aug 23 2008, 01:55 AM
Level Two Poster Posts: 86 Group: South Tower Guard Member #49 Joined: May 14, 2008	The day for celebrating was just beginning, and Jelal didn't really know where to go in order to make this one of his better days at the fort. The tables were lined with all kinds of food (including his favorite, hot root soup), the seats filled with all kinds of beasts and soldiers he didn't know, and the commander seemed to be living it up at the front of it all. It was a time for effervescence and amicability. However, even though Jelal was a social creature, he had never lived in this kind of environment. Adjusting after fifteen seasons in the wilds was taking work, and he mostly just smiled at everybeast he met, laughed at their jokes, and belted out a few of his own. Jelal had never really subscribed to notions of 'rank' and 'duty' and other very military things. He had no idea what to do now that he was a corporal and others were much higher ranks than he was. Did that mean he wasn't allowed to talk to them? He certainly hoped not, especially on a festive day like this. Now, Jelal, he reflected as he took a gulp of strawberry cordial, you're no country bumpkin, not any more! You're a good and fancy respectable soldier now. So with his very respectable position in mind, Jelal began shaming most of the other otters with his vast consumption of hotroot soup. "Quite the guzzler you are there!" remarked a hedgehog to his left. "'E's just showin' the timid of tongue 'ow it's done!" joked another otter across the table. "No otter aught'ter mock the lot'er those who can't take it 'otter," Jelal replied very sagely, licking the rim of his bowl.


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