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"Truce? No. Mutual survival? Finie." Glory replies. "But we're kicking you out soon."

The group follows Sun, who follows the Allosaurus, who runs to a larger boat, with sails, and even a little steamboat paddlewheel thing at the back.

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I should probably introduce this Allosaurus

Name: Ishmael

Species: Allosaurus

Gender: Male

Appearance: Brown, rather plain to look at. Reddish hornish head area.

Personality. Is a fisherman at heart, and is happy fishing. Carries grudges for a long time.

Likes: Fish, seafood, boats, tackle.

Dislikes: Anyone who interferes with his fishing. He will hunt them down with his harpoons. He also dislikes Dilophosaurs, for no other reason than racism. (I'm sorry.)

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Sun boards the boat, a nostalgic smile on his face. "The Aegir? It's gotten much nicer now."

"No time for nostalgia. Let's go!" says Ishmael, and when everyone's aboard, gets the boat moving away from the shore.

Ishmael looks at them each at turn, then glares at Adder. "Why is there a Dilophosaurus on my boat?" he demands in a soft, threatening voice.