A name came to me, Lukeri, we are the Lukeri people and we are who we are. Individuals were Lukeren


    As for the hairy fish, I called them Wulfri, and Wulfren for singular because it kept going wulf when it got fed.


    Speaking of the Wulfren, we managed to tame it. It didn''t eat me when I went into the cage to feed it, and after time and time again of not attempting to eat me, I sent someone else in.


    the Wulfren growled but didn''t eat the person I sent in. Eventually we released it and it swam around, enjoying it''s freedom.


    Luckily it didn''t try anything but we kept a close eye on it.


    I gave the name Wargre to the Wulfren and took it for a stroll, to be exact an expedition to find out what dangers lied on the other side.  Wargre was happily following me, as well as a corp of magic users and normal warriors.


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    Speaking of the normal warriors, since they do not have the necessary organs or circuits to manipulate mana so they strengthen their body.  As a result, their bodies grew tougher, tentacles longer, more bursts from their propeller organs.


    Some even trained so hard that they underwent a variant evolution. We called them Leysuri.


    Wargre followed me to explore the area.  We also grabbed some provisions in  the event  that we find a suitable place to settle. We would be in terrible danger if our only haven was assaulted and broken into.


    We set off upward into the darkness that beckoned toward us.