Fishing progressed as the night got darker. There were a few stars in the Sky but no moon. Despite that, Sky was lighter above them than the dark smoke all around. Woodrat explained that it was prime feeding time for many species. As the smoke cooled a little it was easier to spot prey that couldn't shield its heat, and of course, easier to spot their bait. Ozzy caught one small fish, pulling it in and recoiling when he saw what it looked like. They were fishing, he was expecting a fish! Instead, he got something with a round mouth filled with small teeth meant to latch onto prey. It still had scales and fins, but the body was rounder, like a long windsock that ended in a normal fishy tail with two fins.Woodrat laughed as he yelped after landing it and it flopped around. Ozzy brought down his fist on its head, and it stopped moving. Woodrat nodded his approval. "Good, you know to hit them not cut them. Now I'll show you how to tie it off." The captain deftly pulled the chain from the fish, telling Ozzy it was easier to just dissolve a link in the chain and make a new hook, than to try to pull it out from the fish. "You'll lose a lot of the flavor and nutrition that way. Best to do like I did, and even to tie the mouth shut with a bit of chain until you can get to eating." He set the fish aside, made Ozzy a new hook, and they went back to their fishing, half dozing while they waited for a bite. Woodrat got two more, and then Ozzy hooked something a little bigger.Woodrat set his own fishing pole aside, to see what Ozzy was pulling in. This fish was similar to the others, but longer and much plumper. "Ah, you got a nice, fat puffer there. Good eating, good for something else. He carefully thumped the fish, stunning it, then tied the mouth shut."Alright, listen up. This is a lesson you need to have. This fish is full of smoke. A good puffer can run to 50 or even 100 smoke, but if you open it up to eat it, you'll barely get any of that. I'm going to make a small cut on the fish, and when you see a puff of smoke, put your hand on the wound and concentrate on the smoke in the fish, and drawing it into you." Ozzy nodded in understanding. He'd practiced with Joe a lot, moving smoke into pork belly to make bacon, and drawing it out to prevent over cooking. As woodrat cut the fish with a small wooden knife, he put his hand on the incision and pulled all the smoke out of it, just like inhaling a breath of air.It felt good at first, then he felt panicky, his side ached from the wound, he couldn't breathe, and it all went black. He felt horrible, but as suddenly as the feeling had come upon him, it also went away.

You have gained 77 SmokeYou have gained 77 experience in Smokestealing. You have gained 77 experience in Corruption.