Information
Skipper_Doo
Legacy Name: Skipper_Doo
The
Common UrubuOwner:
gatorgirlAge: 5 years, 2 months, 2 weeks
Born: February 6th, 2019
Adopted: 5 years, 2 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: February 6th, 2019
Statistics
- Level: 321
- Strength: 568
- Defense: 420
- Speed: 414
- Health: 629
- HP: 629/629
- Intelligence: 534
- Books Read: 513
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Tribune Journalist
Skipper can provide for himself alright but his real passion lies in solving the mysteries of the ocean.
It all started with a haunted voice just off the Ebony Coast.
The locals spoke in whispers of Night Black Care and the foul creature living in its depths. The common theory was that it was a young kraken that was abandoned by its mother before it could learn the talents of a ship killer. Not even the lure of a great sunken treasure could entice the wary locals to enter the pitch-black waters near the cave’s entrance.
Skipper heard the wailing cries that made the natives shudder. He was not afraid. He would solve this mystery…and he would not die trying.
His companion, a brightly-colored bird of some size that he’d rescued in the Rainbow Strait, would hold the end of his lifeline, ready to pull like mad if he tugged twice on the rope.
The lantern on his helmet cut a narrow beam through the utter blackness of the cave’s entrance. He had been battered by choppy waters and received a teeth-rattling smack from a jutting rock but was otherwise okay.
The floor was scattered with the feathers, droppings and bones of small seabirds. They’d built thousands of nests in alcoves patiently worked into the stone walls. Nesting mothers watched him warily but did not attack. As long as he left their babies alone, they would not hinder his progress.
The cave floor gradually sloped downward until he was standing on the shore of a massive underground lake. A mournful cry echoed around the chamber, knocking a few stalactites loose from the ceiling.
Skipper looked in awe on the real monster of the Ebony Coast.
She was a young ivory whale who had foolishly gone exploring in a narrow channel where her parents couldn’t follow. At first, she’d found so many transparent squid to feast on and so many interesting underwater sights to explore that she hadn’t noticed their absence. As the weeks passed and she rapidly grew, she found that none of the entry tunnels would allow for her bulk.
She popped her head above the water when Skipper held out a piece of salted fish. The transparent squid were getting scarce and food was becoming a treasure far greater than gold.
Skipper gave her all the food in his bag and promised to return soon.
The natives wouldn’t go near the cave…but he know half a dozen pirates and treasure hunters who would sell their peg legs for the bounty that whale was unknowingly guarding.
They came from all corners of the ocean with their cannons and blast caps. Skipper was very clever, convincing them that the blast would have to be carefully timed and placed so the whole cave wouldn’t collapse and bury the treasure forever.
In truth, he was protecting his new friend.
The six ships that answered his summons didn’t even have to fight over the king’s ransom at the bottom of that lake. Little did they know it had once been a dragon’s hoard long since abandoned. They took no notice of the young whale slipping through the huge hole they had made.
Skipper used bits of salted fish to take the young whale in the right direction, saying his farewells on the day they came to the Ivory Reef where ivory whales were known to gather. He smiled at the sight of his young friend swimming circles around a pair of older whales and touching noses with her new baby brother.
He stopped at the next seaside port to have a drink and maybe spin a yarn or two. He couldn’t help overhearing the whispers of a particular stretch of coastline where sirens were believed to be luring members of the Royal Navy to their doom.
Onward to the next mystery!
Story by Pureflower