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22.Sep.18, 06:14 AM
R’dal watched intently as F’drel worked with the oar. He did notice that his friend didn’t seem as confident as he thought he would be but maybe it was an act so he didn’t come across as cocky and good at everything he did? Seemed likely and R’dal picked up his own oar after some more observing and dipped it into the water like F’drel was doing but on the opposite side—a decision he made last second when it seemed like they wouldn’t do well with the oars battling for the same space. He wasn’t sure if it was the right idea after a few strokes since they seemed to turn more than move straight but at least they were moving so it was good enough for him.
“Wherever seems like the best spot to find fish. Maybe over there,” again he gave a vague wave of his hand in a general location but they didn’t have to go too far, and likely wouldn’t make it even if they wanted to with the pace they were going. “Probably away from the dragons in case they start playing and the splashing scares away the fishies.” Or would they actually help by scaring the fish toward their hooks? Maybe if they had a net it would be a better plan. He’d try to remember that for another time.
Several minutes passed before R’dal looked back to check the distance from the beach and felt they were far enough away to count as a good location. He was actually impressed with the work they did and smiled proudly at F’drel. “I think this is perfect!” He dropped his oar back to the floor where it had been found but ignored all the gear he had gathered in favour of looking over the edge of the boat. They were out further than he had ever swam when living in Katila and the water, while deep, was still clear enough to see the bottom and it was fascinating! There wasn’t much happening down there at the moment but he’d definitely be making regular check-ups!
“So… I guess we attach the bait to the hooks now?” R’dal turned his gaze back to F’drel, hopeful his friend would take the lead once more. He meant to ask the old man in Katila how to do that and how to actually fish but the man was called away to deal with something and R’dal didn’t have the time to wait. It would be horribly rude if he made F’drel wait, after all. Leaning forward, he grabbed the bucket of bait from under F’drel’s seat and left it between them then grabbed one of the two rods and carefully eyed the hook. Maybe it was as simple as just stab the bait on the end and toss it into the water?
Going with that idea, R’dal picked up a worm with a very manly ‘eeeww’ with his face scrunched up. Fishing was rapidly losing its appeal but he continued on with his task, not wanting to seem like he was already giving up when they hadn’t even started.
“Wherever seems like the best spot to find fish. Maybe over there,” again he gave a vague wave of his hand in a general location but they didn’t have to go too far, and likely wouldn’t make it even if they wanted to with the pace they were going. “Probably away from the dragons in case they start playing and the splashing scares away the fishies.” Or would they actually help by scaring the fish toward their hooks? Maybe if they had a net it would be a better plan. He’d try to remember that for another time.
Several minutes passed before R’dal looked back to check the distance from the beach and felt they were far enough away to count as a good location. He was actually impressed with the work they did and smiled proudly at F’drel. “I think this is perfect!” He dropped his oar back to the floor where it had been found but ignored all the gear he had gathered in favour of looking over the edge of the boat. They were out further than he had ever swam when living in Katila and the water, while deep, was still clear enough to see the bottom and it was fascinating! There wasn’t much happening down there at the moment but he’d definitely be making regular check-ups!
“So… I guess we attach the bait to the hooks now?” R’dal turned his gaze back to F’drel, hopeful his friend would take the lead once more. He meant to ask the old man in Katila how to do that and how to actually fish but the man was called away to deal with something and R’dal didn’t have the time to wait. It would be horribly rude if he made F’drel wait, after all. Leaning forward, he grabbed the bucket of bait from under F’drel’s seat and left it between them then grabbed one of the two rods and carefully eyed the hook. Maybe it was as simple as just stab the bait on the end and toss it into the water?
Going with that idea, R’dal picked up a worm with a very manly ‘eeeww’ with his face scrunched up. Fishing was rapidly losing its appeal but he continued on with his task, not wanting to seem like he was already giving up when they hadn’t even started.
