Island Foodvalten

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A rather small island in New World, Foodvalten had its daily life turned upside down about half a year ago when the pirate Brownbeard decided to make it hus base. Terrorizing the villagers and takung most of their coin, the inhabitants would likely take any kind of salvation they would get.
 

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Bounty 150.000.000
Level 45
45 x 5 = 225
Strength: 53+8=61
Speed: 48+13=61
61x2=122
-Reaction: 61
-Movement: 61
Vitality: 42+8=50
50x2=100
-Durability: 50
-Stamina: 50
Haki: 41
41x2=82
-Armament Haki: 41
-Observation Haki: 41
Martial Arts: 41
41x2=82
-Swordmanship: 82


Brownbeard Pirates(50)
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Level 20
20 x 5 = 100
Strength: 25+4=29
Speed: 25+4=29
29x2=58
-Reaction: 29
-Movement: 29
Vitality: 25+4=29
29x2=58
-Durability: 29
-Stamina: 29
Martial Arts: 25
25x2=50
-Swordmanship: 50

Crow(50)
Level 10
10x2=20
Strength: 2
Speed: 12
12x2=24
-Reaction: 10
-Movement: 14
Vitality: 6
6x2=12
-Durability: 6
-Stamina: 6
Can only be fodder

Wolf(10)
Level 20
20x2=40
Strength: 14
Speed: 14
14x2=28
-Reaction: 12
-Movement: 16
Vitality: 12
12x2=24
-Durability: 12
-Stamina: 12
 
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Level 33
Fishman (+12 strength, +12 vitality, +3 speed)
Strength: 41 + 12
Speed: 50 + 3
-Reaction: 53
-Movement: 53
Vitality: 35 + 12
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 53
Mind: 9
-Navigation: 18
Martial Arts: 26
Fīdo Style: 52

I stared down at the crudely drawn map I was given to the place called Foodvalten, I didn't know much about this island, but if there was ever any place that contained a feast worthy of my might it was definitely the island with food in the name. I grinned at the thought of the delicious delicacies surrounding Foodvalten, the mythical land of meals.

As the dark profile of an island made itself visible to me, I felt my muscles tighten in excitement. I kicked the anchor off my raft as I had dozens of times before and dived in behind it. It was time to eat, I had been mentally preparing myself for my awaiting smorgasbord and my patience was beginning to be tested.

While nearing the land I couldn't help but notice the apparent lack of food surrounding the island. In fact the island itself seemed a bit underwhelming, it had the look of a huge stone bowl.
Then it clicked.
Bowls hold food. The food was obviously being held somewhere in that bowl.

"Shahahaha!" I laughed as I swam through the water and closed in on the shore.

"I won't be denied my Foodvalten feast!" I announced as my webbed, blue feet touched shore. Instantly I began sniffing at the air for the direction to head in for a good meal.
 
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The island of Foodvalten proved to be a great site for a base . Its edges were all surrounded with tall rocky formation , some of which formed a plateau and supported vegetation too . So it was very hard to get in the interior of the island . The interior was lush green and the natives thrived on farming . Of late the Brownbeard pirates who have captured the island no so long ago, had forced the natives to engage in mining their own resources . There has been a rise of resentment among the natives .

At the centre of the island , under the big Jolly Roger of the Brownbeard Pirates three men were having a informal meeting . The Jolly Roger consisted of a fat face with brown beard crossed with two swords . The captain Brownbeard had always been annoyed at the fat face remark .
Of the three men , the captain Brownbeard was a huge man with a fat face and a pale skin. He had brown beard and moustache as implied by his epithet . His beard was braided into three parts and were long enough to be distinguishable from a distance . He wore large black coat with his chest bare and a belt with the crew's jolly roger on it . He towered over the other two men .
His first mate Naimon was tall skiny guy with a yellowish-pink skin . He had short black hair and a black moutache . He wore a round hat , a brown-blue checkered shirt with brown overalls .
Other guy Amon was a muscular guy with a hint of dusky skin tone who would be tall too but among his present company, he was the shortest . He wore plain sleeveless white shirt and blue pants .

Brownberad :"Uohhohho . So how's the weekly collection going so far , Naimon . Do we have anyone who wishes to rebel against Brownbeard Sama . Uohhohho"
Naimon : " This week has been on the lower end , Boss . But no one is brave enough to stand up against us . "
Brownbeard : " Is it so . Let it be . If we push it far , some may escape and call for the Marines . This is the New World, even the Marines here are above the average stock . And we do not want to waste our strength fighting them when we can get any of the Worst Generation coming here . "
Amon : " Boss I have also heard that the Silver Hairs are also in the New World now . Who knows they may even target us . "
Naimon : " The ones led by a Giant , right ? They defeated Crocodile . What was their Captain's name ? Gungnir .. or something . "
Amon : " It is Larsi . He is also a Devil Fruit User . A Giant Devil Fruit User . I haven't heard of such a thing . "
Naimon : " Tchh . You are unnecessarily worrying Amon . I have fought a Giant . They are not a big deal . Also there are too many of the Devil Fruit Users here . We do not need fear such an ability which robs a pirate of swimming the sea . "

Brownbeard who was silently listening in the conversation thundered in and said : " Doesn't matter if he is Giant or what not . Brownbeard Sama will show him his place . "

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Fishman (+12 strength, +12 vitality, +3 speed)
Strength: 41 + 12
Speed: 50 + 3
-Reaction: 53
-Movement: 53
Vitality: 35 + 12
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 53
Mind: 9
-Navigation: 18
Martial Arts: 26
Fīdo Style: 52

As my eyes drifted up and down the rugged landscape, I found myself beginning to mentally drift towards the thought of food once more.
Where could the islanders be? There had to be someone in charge of stocking Foodvalten with supplies for the secret feasts...

Knowing I had to enter the bowl if I wanted the glorious feast promised by myself, I began bounding on all fours through the bit of tropical forest I found myself in. I closed my eyes and attempted to let my well-trained nose guide me towards any delicious land prey.
The thick scent of wild animals and leaves invaded my mind, the faint smell of the salty sea fading as I adjusted to the land.

Dogs?...No, wolves. I pondered the scent I dragged in another breath through my nose. Humans too, somewhere...

The feast was waiting and I couldn't possibly approach such a worthy foe with an empty and weak stomach, there were living snacks to be had.
A quick bite to eat, then the food-treasure. On top of all of that, if I was truly lucky I could find someone and get them to take me to the feast.
 
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Harbour

At the edge of the island on one of the few navigable openings in the rocky plateau , was the Harbour . It was a very small one ,able to hold 2 medium sized ships at once . There was a storehouse and a bar beside the docking area . The bar also served as a checkpoint for the island . Usually the quartermaster Jarvis is in charge . But whenever he is out on the sea , Gill the toothless is the boss around here . Gill used to roam around with the Brownbeard Pirates in their unending quests but a fight took one of his arms and several of his teeth . He was always a deadweight in the crew , losing an arm further diminished his role . He was also old , before losing almost all of his teeth , he was called the Relic . His tales included fighting Roger and his crew . This was often dismissed by the crew . But one faithful night , the crew met Silvers Rayleigh on a bar in the Saboady Archipelago . And he recognised Gill . That incident made Gill a legend among his cremates .

The den den Mushi rings . Jarvis picks it up .
Jarvis : "This is Jarvis ."
Brownbeard : "Jarvis . I want you to send some men to Prodence and collect me some information about the Silver Hair Pirates and also let them ask about any of the Worst Generation making moves nearby . I make this clear Jarvis . I do not want to lose this safe haven . So send some reliable men . "
Jarvis nods and ends the call .
Jarvis : " Where are Lucas and Ross ? "
Gill : " They are on their way to the base . Who was on the den den Mushi ? "
Jarvis : "It was boss . He wants me to send some men to Prodence to collect information . Mainly about the Silver Hairs and the Worst Generation . The Worst Genearation I say is a pain in the ass . "
Gill : "Ok . So you want to send Lucas and Ross there . Should I send someone to pick them up ? "
Jarvis : "Yes do that . "

Gill signals a young kid . The kid approaches them . Gill orders him to go and call for Lucas and Ross .
The kid dashes out in flash .
A good reason for Jarvis specifically wanting to send the duo was that they collected information subtly and knew Prodence in and out . They were masters in this art of collecting infromation .

Forest in between the Base and Harbour

The area in between the Brownbeard Pirate Base and Harbour was a forest . It was diminishing day by day due to the recent activities of Brownbeard Pirates . An extensive farming to feed the crew also led to its destruction .

Clad in a black jacket and blue pants , Lucas being drunk was steadily moving to the Base along the only pathway . Ross wore a green shirt and black plants . He was sober . They were both of average build . Both carried a sword .
Ross heard some rustling noise .
Ross : "Oi Luc . Did you hear that ? I hear something ."
Lucas : " Man it is just some animals . Leave them be . "
Ross : " They maybe wolves . It is dusk now . Animals have advantage in dark . Be on guard ."
 
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Fishman (+12 strength, +12 vitality, +3 speed)
Strength: 41 + 12
Speed: 50 + 3
-Reaction: 53
-Movement: 53
Vitality: 35 + 12
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 53
Mind: 9
-Navigation: 18
Martial Arts: 26
Fīdo Style: 52

I couldn't help but snicker as I grabbed onto the scent of a pair of humans. "Shahahaha!" The noise exploded from my mouth as I closed in on the prey. I had no real regard for stealth, they couldn't outrun me. I used my back legs to bound along quickly through the forest.
As the scent grew fuller and fuller in my nose, I could sense they were nearing.
Alcohol too. I sighed, boozy meat before a feast was a bad idea.

I dragged my fangs violently through the sticks and brambles lying on the ground as I prepared to rip into the humans.
Human, not humans, I have to leave one if I want a guide to the feast!.. I mentally corrected myself.

I bounced quickly with no reliance on my eyes, when I felt myself closing in on striking distance of my prey I felt my legs burst from the ground and I attempted to lunge into one of the two humans with fangs wide open; with fangs open I could also attempt to disarm a counter-strike with a single chomp.
"Shahahahaha!" I howled as I entered the air. "Food!"
Feeding Frenzy:
The user engages the target with a flurry of bites, leaving jagged and uneven wounds.
(Requires 11 Strength, 21 Mastery) - DPR: C

I would attempt to tear away the separate layers of his torso, digging through his green shirt, then through his tender flesh, and then to his crunchy insides.
 
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Brownbeard Pirates Base,Centre of the Island

Brownbeard kept the Den Den Mushi on the table while he ruffled one of his three beard braids . He had a look of joy in eyes .
Brownbeard : " There I told Jarvis to keep an ear out for any information we can get on the Silver Hair Pirates . In addition I thought let's get some of the news from the Worst Generation too . "
Naimon : " Boss . Aren't you forgetting the Yonkos and the Marines . "
Brownbeard : " Sometimes I wander if you have shit for brains . Any one of the Yonkos will trumpet all through their way to come here ,they are far too arrogant when it comes against a small sized crew . Except for that bastard Red Hair but I don't think he is interesting in conquering islands . As for the Marines , they have are well in favour of us surviving here . They want as much as fighting among the Pirates . Sometimes I think they are letting as much as pirates as they can into the New World so that everyone here will kill each other . "
Naimon : " It is not that I have shit for m brains . You are too smart .
Brownbeard: " Uohhohho . Flattery won't make up for your Intelligence . "

Amon who was silent suddenly interupted
Amon : " Boss . If you would excuse me . I have to go to the Harbour . Some items to check for with Jarvis before he sends someone . "
Brownbeard nodded . Amon went away from the group and headed for the harbour . He could see the red Sun setting beautifully as he entered the forest .

Forest in between the Base and Harbour
The forest in Foodvalten was thick . Trees and climbers mixed with one another created a dense surrounding of flora . It was hard for humans to take even a step without tripping . The pathway was the only navigable way between the Base and Harbour . We should also stress why it is called a pathway instead of a road , as it was not very suitable for navigation . Brownbeard Pirates kept it that way with regards to a potential invasion.

Meanwhile Ross was a bit disturbed but took out his sword and wanted to further investigate . But it seems luck was not on his side as an totally unexcepted guest had ventured there .
I bounced quickly with no reliance on my eyes, when I felt myself closing in on striking distance of my prey I felt my legs burst from the ground and I attempted to lunge into one of the two humans with fangs wide open; with fangs open I could also attempt to disarm a counter-strike with a single chomp.
"Shahahahaha!" I howled as I entered the air. "Food!"
With cover of dusk and forest , the attack seemed to come out of nowhere . And to Ross who was expecting only a wild animal to be a met with a fishman was too much of a shock .
Ross could not do anything against that attack , he tired to move off in the last second but to no avail . The attacker's bites teared parts of stomach's skin and even touched the muscles . As an instinct , Ross tired to thrust his sword towards the invader's head with his fumbling right hand .
Without knowing what his attack had done he fell on the ground,his consciousness fading. As cliched as it sounds but the ground was turning red . Lucas had no idea of what had happened . Since the attack had happened so fast and Ross only had enough time to think for a counter and save himself .

Lucas was stumbling under effect of booze ,trying his best to stand still . But what he saw half sobered him right away .
Lucas : " Oi oi oi . You got to be joking . Fuck were there such ferocious animal here . "
He took up his sword and saw the culprit of the vicious act . There stood a short blue skined piranha fishman with sharp teeth . Lucas did not know how ferocious piranha fishman could be . But he had an idea of how strong one fishman was . They had a crewmate once . He felled to a excursion which saved the crew's life . For that the Brownbeard Pirates were ,let's say tad more sympathethic to fishman than others .

Lucas : " Who the fuck are you ? "
 
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Speed: 50 + 3
-Reaction: 53
-Movement: 53
Vitality: 35 + 12
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 53
Mind: 9
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While strips of stretchy human meat snapped to my fangs, I pulled to the side of the dying human's struggled lunge. As the iron-rich blood coated my tongue I couldn't help but gurgle an elated giggle through the crimson liquid. The thick liquid pooled upon the ground below us.
My fangs slid through the man's flesh like it was cold butter. I took in the rich flavors of the body I snapped away at.

A tender meat, not-at-all stringy or gamy. The metallic and sweet taste of the human's blood and shredded flesh complimented each other nicely.
I expected the boozy meat to simply attempt to make his escape but to my surprise-

Lucas : " Who the fuck are you ? "
I initially ignored the profane cry of the other human as I tumbled off of the slain man and stepped towards his head, all while holding up a hand towards the human dismissively. My eyes pulled up towards the cry after that brief moment and then flashed him a large open-mouth smile before attempting to slam the smiling jaws shut through the bleeding prey's throat, locking his entire head inside of my own.
I ignored his question further as I began walking slowly and with purpose towards the lone man.

"The feast." I hissed the vague order aggressively to the human while my fangs clattered involuntarily. A single string of my last meal's fatty tissue dangled from my upper row of teeth. "Take me to the feast!"
 
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Forest in between the Base and Harbour
My eyes pulled up towards the cry after that brief moment and then flashed him a large open-mouth smile before attempting to slam the smiling jaws shut through the bleeding prey's throat, locking his entire head inside of my own.
I ignored his question further as I began walking slowly and with purpose towards the lone man.
Lucas saw his friend head inside the fishman's mouth . His head started hurting as a result of what he saw and alcohol .
He felt rage ,fear and helplessness at the same time .
Lucas : " You fucking monster . You killed my friend ."
"The feast." I hissed the vague order aggressively to the human while my fangs clattered involuntarily. A single string of my last meal's fatty tissue dangled from my upper row of teeth. "Take me to the feast!"
Lucas was at first puzzled at the fishman's request . But as he saw the fishman feasting, he understood
(Lucas)
What the fuck is this man . Yeah sure fishman are aggressive and wild. But this man is on an entirely another level . He messed with the wrong guy here .
(Lucas)
Screaming with anger Lucas thrusted his sword towards the head of the piranha fishman .




Some distance away from that scene Amon was already in the middle of the forest . He heard some shouts but he could not have distinguished it to be of human origin .

Brownbeard Pirates Base,Centre of the Island

An old man with long white beard , brown skin and an arched back appeared before Brownbeard and Naimon .
Naimon chuckled and made an unenthusiastic sound .
Naimon : " Boss here comes the chief "
 
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Strength: 41 + 12
Speed: 50 + 3
-Reaction: 53
-Movement: 53
Vitality: 35 + 12
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 53
Mind: 9
-Navigation: 18
Martial Arts: 26
Fīdo Style: 52

As the rude human berated me with accusations I felt of twinge of anger. No sooner than I went to speak he lunged at me with his blade. I steadied my feet and clamped my hardened jaws shut onto the blade locking it alongside my grinding jagged fangs.
I tugged at the sword in an attempt to disarm him.
Fīdo users have hardened teeth, capable of deflecting non-lethal projectiles with lower mastery. (Requires 21 Mastery)
Sure enough I couldn't kill him, I need him to show me to the feast. I grimaced as I looked into the sobering man's weary eyes; my bloodied fangs locked onto the end of his blade.
I brought in a whiff of the thick air. Fear. I could smell it on his sweat, he was scared. I dug my leathery, webbed feet hard into the ground and sneered at the pitiful, drunken human.
 
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Forest in between the Base and Harbour

The piranha fishman disarmed Lucas . His sword got flunged away and fell on the ground a few feet away . He looked into the eye of the fishman . He knew this was not ordinary foe .
(Lucas)
Maybe I should run and inform Boss . Yeah , that would be wise .
(Lucas)
Lucas ran as fast he could jumping over a fallen branch of tree and getting back on the pathway . He decided not to look behind .


Amon was nearby amdist the shallow end of creek near a giant tree, which has so much overgrown some mistake it to be a wall. The creek was only about two hundred meters long and joined in the only river of the island . He saw how easily the fishman disarmed Lucas .
(Amon)
This fishman seems to be powerful one . I bet he is still hiding his real power . Can he beat Brownbeard ? Let's see if he can stop Lucas .
(Amon)

The young kid sent by Toothless Gill also saw the sorry sight of Lucas fleeing . He also decided to do the same before the terrorizing fishman makes him the next target . He praised himself for leaving the pathway and entering the other side of forest when he had heard Lucas screaming . That may have saved his life he thought .

Brownbeard Pirates Base,Centre of the Island

Chief : "Good Afternoon Bronwnbeard-sama , Naimon-san . I have come regarding the mining . I request you to stop it . It is killing our land . "
He spoke his last sentence with both his hands joined and knelt on the ground as a form of request.
Brownbeard : " Uohhohho . Do you think we will hear your plea if knelt . Don't be naive . Since this island has been our base ,has anyone else attacked you . This is New World and still you live peaceful like you are in East Blue Be grateful to us . You know what you should be like Amon . He's been helping since we came . I know consider him to be one of my lieutenants . There are also another two or three boys already joined in . I forgot their name . Ah! Ramon and Clydas . If you were not not stringent many more would join . "
Naimon had a scornful look when he joined in .
Naimon : " Yeah ,yeah . take an example from Amon. "
(Naimon)
I still don't trust him . Other two are young and are in rebellious phase . So they joined us to piss on the Tribe .
(Naimon)
Chief :
" But sire , we already pay a heavy toll . And to feed your entire crew we have tremendously increased our farm sizes . These we can manage . But please stop the mining . I ask you of no more . "
Brownbeard : " What ! Didn't you hear what I said earlier . Thank the Heavens I do not take any slaves . You guys are not even in World Government . Marines would never listen to you . We are not stopping mining . We are pirates . We pillage ,sing ,dance and die . You cannot be expecting us to be generous . Uohhohho "
 
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Strength: 41 + 12
Speed: 50 + 3
-Reaction: 53
-Movement: 53
Vitality: 35 + 12
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 53
Mind: 9
-Navigation: 18
Martial Arts: 26
Fīdo Style: 52

I watched the sobering man come to his senses and flee for his life. My eyes followed him for a moment before glancing back at the prey I had beheaded. I whimpered for a moment and pattered back and forth on my feet.
"Oh oh, it's such a waste of meat." I whined to myself. "But the feast-"

I shouldn't get hung up on snacks, the feast is waiting!

I stamped my feet confidently and dusty soil puffed up to accompany me, my mind was set and I gave chase after the human. I needed a guide to the feast, and this guy seemed like he knew something. I snickered to myself as I bounded after him.
As I came to a fallen tree I simply tunneled through the weak wood and I proceeded to violently lunge after the familiar scent of fear.
Hustle Tunnel:
The user begins rapidly chewing a tunnel into terrain.
(Requires 41 Strength, 41 Mastery, 41 Movement)

As I felt the ground change beneath me to man-made path I caught sight of the fleeing human. I readied myself and planted my feet into the dusty ground. I tightened my well-trained stomach and pulled the bloodied human head from my stomach and launched the plundered head towards my prey's wobbling legs.
Lucky Gatling:
After eating enough materials or weapons, the Fīdo user can fire all things eaten out in a straight line.
(Requires 11 Strength, 21 Mastery) - DPR: D

I would have an easier time talking to this little lamb if he were on his back. I thought to myself as I slurped up the thick lines of rich blood trickling out of my mouth.
 
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"But the feast-"
Lucas vaguely heard what the fishman said but he knew what words were being spoken . Feast . The fishman considered him to be his prey .
(Lucas)
What is he ?!! He wants to eat us . Brownbeard-sama will be able to help .
(Lucas)
He put both his hands on his face and then slapped both his cheeks repeatedly .

Lucas didn't do to check if it was a nightmare ,he knew it was reality . But he did so as he wanted to be as much sober as he can be .
As I came to a fallen tree I simply tunneled through the weak wood and I proceeded to violently lunge after the familiar scent of fear.
Hustle Tunnel:
The user begins rapidly chewing a tunnel into terrain.

As I felt the ground change beneath me to man-made path I caught sight of the fleeing human. I readied myself and planted my feet into the dusty ground. I tightened my well-trained stomach and pulled the bloodied human head from my stomach and launched the plundered head towards my prey's wobbling legs.
Lucky Gatling:
After eating enough materials or weapons, the Fīdo user can fire all things eaten out in a straight line.
Unaware of the fishman's action Lucas was furiously running . He jumped over any obstacles that was on the path . It was a breathtaking run for his life .
As his friend Ross's head hit Lucas' right leg . He let out a scream ,not because of pain but of horror . It was loud and reverberated across the last bit of forest before the Brownbeard Pirates Base . The head did cause a bruise on Lucas' leg . It did not cost him his mobility but he stopped for a few seconds .
Base Durability:
1-20: 1. Wall/Tree Level
21-40: 2. Small Building Level : Lucas
Slapping his right leg , Lucas started to run again . His right leg was dragging him a bit . But he put more force on it to run as fast he could . A surge of pain gushed through his right leg .
At a distance he could see the banners sporting a fat face with brown beard crossed with two swords near two big fireplace holders . He was elated at the sight . It was almost pitch dark . Lucas only realised that their skirmish had go onto the night .
Lucas : " Hohoho . At last !!!"

Amon was silently following both of them ,keeping a distance . He scratched his face ,he noticed he had grown a small patch of beard .
Feast he said . But what does he mean by it . Did I see a head hitting Lucas . It is dark , I could see not that properly .

Brownbeard Pirates Base,Centre of the Island

The chief of the tribe and Brownbeard argued for sometime over their agreement over the island . It was only when the sun had fully set that the chief decided to return to his village . Foodvalten's another peculiarity was that the dusk and dawn covers a lot of time than it usually does so in any normal island ,if that could be said about any other Grandline Island. Naimon bade the chief good bye as he walked towards the tribe's village which was only a kilometer away from the Brownbeard Pirates Base .

Brownbeard : " That chief is a piece of work . He is very persistent fellow . Uohhohho "
Naimon : " It is because you let him do so . "
Brownbeard : " Naimon , my friend . It is better this way or else we may have a revolt in our hand and for the hundredth time I am saying you , I do not want that when the New World is shaking . Do you understand it ?! "
Naimon : " All clear boss . "
 
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Strength: 41 + 12
Speed: 50 + 3
-Reaction: 53
-Movement: 53
Vitality: 35 + 12
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 53
Mind: 9
-Navigation: 18
Martial Arts: 26
Fīdo Style: 52

I followed the running human to the feast, casually bounding over small inconsistencies in the pathway. I let loose a malicious laugh as the frightened human quickly hobbled away from me. "Shahahahaaa--!" I allowed the wild cackle to erupt from my mouth.

Then I smelled it. Hope.
I grimaced and glared directly at the human, he was close to home. My expression grew dark as I hurried my casual run to an aggressive sprint. As the distance closer quicker and quicker I noticed the loss of my hat, revealing the fin beneath.

I leaped after the running man with my fangs opened dangerously; with new intent to kill this sweetened food. The taste of shattered hope was too delicious to pass up. It was decided.

I can always find a new guide.

Feeding Frenzy:
The user engages the target with a flurry of bites, leaving jagged and uneven wounds.
(Requires 11 Strength, 21 Mastery) - DPR: C

I attempted to slam my bear-trap of a jaw onto the fleeing human's supple neck and collarbone, attempted to snap his useless vocal cords. I wanted to feel the collapse of his ribs as I clamped them together. I wanted to taste this human lose his hope through his very veins.

I could feel my blue lips curl into a smile, my brow stayed aggressively furrowed nonetheless.
 
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Lucas was on his last legs after frantically running . Fortunately he had reached his destination . All he needed to do was alert Brownbeard . He had never payed any attention to his hunter . He knew if he did ,he would freeze . He had seen enough for a day .
(Lucas)
I just want to rest !!!
(Lucas)
But the piranha fishman had other things in their mind .
I attempted to slam my bear-trap of a jaw onto the fleeing human's supple neck and collarbone, attempted to snap his useless vocal cords. I wanted to feel the collapse of his ribs as I clamped them together. I wanted to taste this human lose his hope through his very veins.
The tired pirate could not do anything to counter or escape from the attack . His neck and shoulder were bitten thoroughly with multiple bites . Blood gushed out of Lucas' neck as he screamed in both pain and fear this time around .
Lucas : " Ahhhhhhhhhh . You bastard !!!! "
He fell down ,as he cursed repeatedly, on the ground trying to hold his numerous wounds over his neck and shoulder , trying his best to stop the bleeding . Alas it was of no avail as blood was flowing as if it were a waterfall or a bloodfall in this instance .

His scream alerted most of the people around him . That included Brownbeard too .
Brownbeard : " Who the hell was that ? "
Naimon : " Let me go and check . "
And so the First Mate Naimon went outside to see a crowd gather near a man and a fishman .

There were almost a dozen guys around the piranha fishman but no one dared to make a move .

Harbour

The kid named Daniel was running with all his life on line , as he reached the bar where Jarvis and Gill were . Daniel was panting as he almost fell on the bar counter . He pulled his face up . Sweat dripping over all his body and face . His face mixed with sweat and losened muscles with wide eyes seemed to be out of the world .
Gill : " Oi kid . What happened ? You seem like you have seen a ghost . "
Daniel : " I have seen the Demon . I saw a aa...aa be ....headed Ro...Ross . Lucas running for his life . So I did the same . "
Jarvis : " Calm down kid . Someone bring him a beer . "
Gill : " But he's a kid , Jarvis . "
Jarvis : " And ?!! He may die from fear . See his face . Goddammit !! "
 
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I continued snapping away bloody hunks of meat off of bleeding man as humans began to gather around the gory scuffle. I refused to let the human break away after he made me waste most of meat of his "friend".
I could feel a large patch of skin give way and I tumbled backwards from the force of the yank. As my head hit the ground I finally noticed the collection of thugs.
It was a long pause of silence, their eyes locked on me, nobody moved.

"Oh." I sputtered out before hurrying to my feet. Dusting the dirt from my shirt, I raised my voice to the humans.
I began tightening the contents resting in my stomach as I began to speak to my onlookers.
Fīdo Art: Compression | Compression Cannon

The user tightens their stomach compressing everything within into a single powerful round that can be shot up. Water can be compressed to a small blast.
(Requires 51 Strength, 41 Mastery | At 81 Mastery the user can choose which items become compressed.) - DPR: B
"I'm sick of waiting." I spoke calmly through dripping fangs. "Where is the food?" I continued, now with more agitation audible in my piping voice.

I dragged my gaze from human to human, briefly letting my eyes settle on the man I had ripped into. The man had been previously bleeding profusely through his throes but was now lying in a huge crimson puddle.
 
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Naimon shouted at the crowd to make a way for him . As the crowd dispersed , Naimon saw what had grabbed the attention of his crewmates . It was a tiny fishman and Lucas lying in a pool of blood .
Naimon : " Tchk. Whom have you brought here , Lucas ? Someone take him inside the tent and get Doctor Panda back from the village . Till then try to stop his blood . "
Two men rushed to pick Lucas .
Oh." I sputtered out before hurrying to my feet. Dusting the dirt from my shirt, I raised my voice to the humans.
I began tightening the contents resting in my stomach as I began to speak to my onlookers.
Most of the onlookers ran away from the intruder ,they were not sure what he was upto . One of them fell in the rush .
"I'm sick of waiting." I spoke calmly through dripping fangs. "Where is the food?" I continued, now with more agitation audible in my piping voice.
Naimon heard what the fishman had to say .
(Naimon)
This is certainly bizarre . I have met numerous fishmen . Contrary to popular belief they are very intelligent ,have their own culture and shit . I guess this type of guys lead to the bad mouthing .
(Naimon)
Naimon
:
" Monsieur Fishman !! If I heard it correctly , you wanted food ,right ?Then you will get all you want buffet here at the Brownbeard Pirates . There is beef,chicken,lamb, even Kaiju's meat . Some say our cook Arsenio can make food as tasty as a Mom makes ."
Naimon stretched his hands to his right and then to his left .
Naimon :
" Also in an entirely different matter , I should warn you that you shouldn't try to hurt our crewmates . You probably do think think you can take on us alone , don't you ?"
I dragged my gaze from human to human, briefly letting my eyes settle on the man I had ripped into. The man had been previously bleeding profusely through his throes but was now lying in a huge crimson puddle.
Lucas saw his hunter gazing at him and got frightened .
Lucas : " This fishman . He fuckingggggggg killed Ross !!! "
Everyone now turned their gaze at the culprit . And it was neither of a surprise or excitement . It spoke of anger .

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As soon the boy took a sip of the beer , he spat it out .
Jarvis : " Gulp it down . Even if it tastes like shit , boy . Or you will have nightmares . Well you would still have nightmares but it would be bearable . "
Gill : " Anyways . Should we believe what the kid spoke . Is there a monster here . This is the damn shitty New world . "
Jarvis : "He probably saw some of the island's animal .I am not even sure if Ross was killed . I think I will go and search for him once it dawns if he doesn't return by dawn . It is damn dark in the forest even if it is in day . And Lucas most likely will sleep in the base , that fucking drunkard . Meanwhile we need to send some replacement . Brownbeard sounded rather strong back then ."

@Gochi
 
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I peered suspiciously at the men as they began to take away the squealing human. Remaining on guard, I knew how finicky and aggressive humans could get when you got them scared enough. My leathery, blue chest inflated with air arrogantly; I was about to protest the sudden intrusion on my capture when a lengthy man with a fuzzy mustache caught my attention.
Naimon : " Monsieur Fishman !! If I heard it correctly , you wanted food ,right ?Then you will get all you want buffet here at the Brownbeard Pirates . There is beef,chicken,lamb, even Kaiju's meat . Some say our cook Arsenio can make food as tasty as a Mom makes ."
I could feel my head snap around as my chest deflated quickly. "Oh!" The croak escaped my lips. "Now you're talking!" I chirped cheerfully as I wiped the human's blood from my brow, flicking it away in an indifferent manner.

I grinned at the human as I pondered the prospect of his offer. For a moment I found myself lost in thought of Kaiju meat when I was rudely interrupted by the squealing flesh.
Lucas : " This fishman . He fuckingggggggg killed Ross !!! "
A scoff escaped my lips as I rolled my cold blue eyes. Humans were just like any other land prey. I pondered the thought.
Fish were easier to hunt, they knew when they were beat. Land creatures always try to scratch and kick their predators off them, like rabbits.

It was after that thought I noticed that the humans seemed a bit more aggressive. My eyes hardened as I felt the shattered fragments of bone and the hunks of wood compress in my stomach; I proceeded to tighten my stomach.

"So..." I said to mustached man. "What about that food?" I asked, choosing to simply ignore the dying human.
 
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