After some rest and re-cooperation, the group began planning their 'voyage' to the mage island.
"I think we need a boat," Lyra suggested.
"No shit!" said Zeke sarcastically, a wide grin plastered across his face.
"Fuck off..." mumbled the redhead.
"So we are stealing a boat, right?" chimed in Celeste.
"Absolutely." chuckled Atlan.
"Are we going in blind or do you have a plan?" questioned Val.
"Oh I've had a plan..." Atlan giggled menacingly.
"I have told you your husband's crazy, right?" Zeke leaned over to the crow avian.
"Many times, now shut up and listen!"
"So! I'm thinking Val goes under the boats to remove the anchor off of one of them." Atlan continued "Zeke and I can distract the port owners while Cel, Lyra and Val get the boat ready to go,"
"Wait why do you and I have to be the distractions?" Zeke interrupted.
"Because centaurs have human faces and someone has to be your extra set of legs. Besides Lyra has different sized feet compared to you so someone might get suspicious,"
"Yeah. Sure. Cool. That won't end in disaster."
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The Legacy of the Alliance
FantasyAs six friends from wildly different upbringings come together to bring the six races together in peace, back-breaking challenges and even personal relations lead them astray.
