Summer Files: Laotogo

DISCLAIMER: This post heavily references prior posts. The Author (Olaf the Bald, which is me) recommends you read some other posts before selecting this one. Thank you. Now you can't sue Olaf the Bald (which is me).

The Diary of Olaf the Bald, Day 1:

It's quiet out here on the Bloodhound. Too Quiet.

Now, since this isn't a Diary, but a blog, I can write as though you all are going to be the last ones who read the last thing I wrote, and I don't even have to it in a future tense! But since I'm a good fellow, I'll update you on what's happening on this trip.

Early this morning, Chieftain Gregory the Hairy woke the crew, who had all packed the night before. Every single last crew member came on the trip, including Me, Gregory, Erik the Red, Omar the Bold, Phil the Conceited, George the Yellow, and Soren the Hard-of-Hearing-Scribe. Now, there ARE about fifty other Vikings on the ship, but they're not main characters, so it doesn't matter if they live or die anyway, since they'll be in explicitly replaced in the next scene. You know how these epics are.

Anyway, every single Viking had a grim conscience as they boarded, since all know the Laotogo is deadly, but seeking it out is suicide. For those who don't know, the Laotogo is the largest frog in existance, more dangerous than the Kraken, since it can go on land and go in the water. It has been hibernating for the last thousand years after the most powerful archmages from the nine most powerful classes (at that time) locked it into a giant ice cube. But, it has thawed.

The Vikings are the only class who are still trying to stop the Laotogo, since its only been around forty years (for us) since the Laotogo first attacked, due to our time traveling incident and our skipping over 900 years in the timeline of the classes. But you can read all that in other posts. Basically, the point is, right now, Vikings are the world's last defense to stop the Laotogo from destroying life as we know it, since archmages no longer exist to freeze it.

Every week, the Viking Leader, Leif the Armless, my mentor who took my father's place after he was killed by Joe Ninja, sends out a Viking crew to find out more information for the Laotogo's movements. Many Vikings have died in this attempt alone.

And now its our turn.

For the whole day, we've been steadily patrolling, looking for some sign of the Laotogo, since other Crews say the Giant frog comes near this area, around two hundred miles off the coast of Greenland, where I live, of course.

No sign of the Laotogo so far today, I guess.

Olaf the BAAAAALD!