[h]Fisherman Diary[/h]
The ocean that contained Aqua Road was beautiful that day. The waves made a gentle rock for boats on the ocean that day. I decided to take a fishing trip to get money for my family. But it all went wrong.
The fish were really biting and I caught alot of them. The fish never stopped biting, so I had to get more fishing poles and place them on the deck. After a few hours I decided to get the fish I already caught and went to sell them at the market.
The fish I caught seemed to be a rare species of fish. I decided that I should try to sell them at a reasonable cost. About 50 mesos each. I made a great profit that day.
A few weeks later it was another great fishing day. I decided to bring a couple of friends with me. I found the same fishing spot and lots of fishes jumped aboard. But not all of the fish in the sea were safe. A couple of Shark monsters aboard. We had to fight them off but we managed to kill them. The sharks would get us a great profit.
As I expected the Free Market shoppers kept on coming and bought all the fishes. 50 mesos per fish and 100 mesos for the sharks. We split the profits 25 by 25 by 25 by 25.
The next day the waters were another great fishing day. I decided to go fishing by myself. I fished hundreds of fish that were a different species. After a while the entire boat was literally covered with fish. It took hours but the boat finally docked. It took time to lug all the fish to my store, so I had a friend to guard the boat and the rest of the fish.
After lugging about 5 bags full of fishto the Free Market things went bad. I came back to the boat and saw that all the fish that remained there were gone. There was a note on the boat. It read:
I couldnt believe it. One of my dearest friends has stolen from me. I know now that I couldnt trust anyone. Not now, not ever.
Months after no luck fishing, my family was close to being broke. The children were hungry and I could not support for them. Even on a good fishing day my usual fishing spot didnt give fish anymore. After becoming real close to having no more money, thats when someone told me this.
“If you want to get money for your family, try this fishing spot. I must warn you though that getting over there is very difficult. Most people die trying to get there.”
I decided to go for it. My wife begged me not to go though. She told me that we could find a way to get money, but I went though. Now I wish I havent.
I sailed towards the fishing location. The path was rough and stormy but I continued sailing. My boat shooked as a Cold Shark jumped onto the boat. I couldnt battle them off, so I quickly collected some food,a rifle, a fishing rod, some bait, 5 bottles of water, and this diary. I loaded them onto a small boat. I sailed off and continued sailing to the fishing spot.
While fishing, I suddenly got attacked by a giant fish, or the legendary Pianus. I heard that it only lived in a cave in Davy Jone’s Locker. I lifted my lifted my rifle and fired at it. The bullet made it angry, so it dashed at the boat. It broke in half and I felt the boat sink.
Now I wrote the recent events into this diary as I felt something grabed my left leg. If anyone finds this diary, finish writing it for me.
I found my friend’s, that I have betrayed, diary on the beach of El Nath. Samual was pulled into the ocean by a strange creature, possibly the Pianus that he mentioned, and is now living in Davy Jone’s Locker. After a few months I finally gained enough supplies to search for Samual’s corpse. I dived into the ocean and found the remains of Samual in a few minutes. I knew he needed a decent grave. I dug a hole and buried the remains into the hole. I make a tombstone and placed some flowers on his grave.
I also decided to leave this diary at his grave. If you are reading this, this is what happened to my old friend Samual.
My friend Mike caught a 20 incher
Sorry for the double post, but why is there a beach in El Nath?
By the way, its Davy Jones’ Locker. Not Davy Jone’s.
I got a 3 1/2 long Musky out in Canada