Pass me the rock.
Fortunately Stonehead is a poor Janken player. He was lucky enough to tie me. I must not cut it so close next time. I am on the second island in Lake fathom. Fiery pits and killer beanstalks surround me. My fist is my only weapon. I am beginning to grow lonely and wish I had some sort of companionship. The loneliness however is not enough to keep me from training. I am growing stronger by the day. My mastery of shellcore is unimaginable. Come time to defeat Janken the Great, I will triumph. Egle, if you are out there and can hear me, do not lose faith. I will unite us. I will unite the clans.
