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The sea-Pretty gets around a fair bit but can be tracked down by a purposeful Lamb with a helpful Crown.

WHEE leaping into the air with all her friends! WHEE! Chase chase chase chase. Sunshine on the water! Pretty whale noises! LEAP! Fish fish fish. Sparkle sparkle nom.

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The crown tries to ask if she remembers what she was like before she was like this.

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Oh yeah, she used to be a human. Humans can't LEAP like this. WHEEEE

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The crown asks, after some consultation with its bearer: when she was a human did she want to leap and swim and sparkle? What was it like to change?

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She did! She did want to leap and swim and sparkle! That's why she turned into an orca, to do those things! And then all her worries and sorrows melted away and now she never has to do anything else, just leap-swim-sparkle. Also chomp bad monsters. And she has friends now! Friends shaped like her who she admired so much before and can be with all the time now!

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(Upon further consultation,) what were her worries and sorrows before?

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She was sickly and lonesome and her uncle kept touching her and she was afraid of going to Hell.

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Those sound pretty worrisome and sorrowful! It is glad she doesn't have to worry about those things anymore.

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Yeah! Now she just has to be an orca. A shiny one.

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Yeah okay they're not fixing this one. Maybe someday, if they get better at finding out what someone would've wanted before they Prettied and it starts to look like she would've wanted something less extreme than this, but for now? She'll keep.

Having Pretty Followers is not quite as good for the crown as having Followers who form a community in a single small well-defined territory and worship at a Shrine and so on. But it's definitely a whole lot better than nothing. And it's not like she has a Shrine for anyone to worship at, anyway.

Iris tells the orca, with the crown helping to translate, that she is very pretty and shiny and it's good that she can leap and swim and sparkle with her friends. And she goes home, and with the crown helping, she redesigns her wings to fly better, and starts to think about crown-related infrastructure. If she found somewhere to put a good solid stone circle, she could teleport home at the end of her patrols, which would let them be twice as long—and she'll cover more ground in each one now that her wings are a little more refined. Ugh, she doesn't want to dig up her garden, but she might have to dig up her garden at least a little, if she wants to get serious about making sure to spread the word about Pretties.

And she should probably Convert the BSL, and maybe Pretty Catarina too if she ever sees Pretty Catarina again. But she doesn't want to think about that just yet. For now, slightly longer patrols while her crown recovers its strength a little. Maybe once in a while she'll venture inland, following a river so as to not get lost, just for variety.

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There are somewhat more monsters inland, but they are each individually smaller - they bother somebody and get attacked by peasants with pitchforks and scythes, if they're near a population center, whereas in the middle ocean there's nobody around and they have lots of time to coalesce into huge kaiju and keep accumulating mass from new swarms till they make landfall.

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How about other monster fighters inland, any of those?

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There's one over there! She has taken over a castle and adopted a knight-in-shining-armor look with angel wings.

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Pretty. Curious about the castle; what happened to whoever used to have it? But that's hopefully not Iris's problem. She approaches.

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The armored angel goes to meet her outside the boundaries of the castle. "Who are you and what do you want?"

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"I'm Iris. I'm looking for as many monster-fighters as I can to warn them about what happens when you change your shape too far from what it used to be. Have you heard about it yet?"

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"No."

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"If you change too far, you go a little crazy and can't really talk anymore and don't care about things except being pretty and fighting monsters. It's happened to three people I know of and I managed to fix two of them—the third as far as I could tell seemed like she did it on purpose. If it happens to a friend of yours, you can come get me and I'll try to fix them too. I have a house on a little island off the coast near Niñóns which is near Ponteceso."

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"Thank you for letting me know. Do you have other business here?"

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She shakes her head. "I'll get out of your way," she says, and takes wing.

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Angel-knight watches her go before returning to her castle.

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She goes home. She keeps flying her extended patrols, eventually ending up on a schedule where she flies three hours north of home in the early morning and three hours south of home in the evening and gets home very late from the three-hour flight back and sleeps a little and does it again. Sometimes she switches which direction she goes at which time, or takes a jaunt inland somewhere new.

After a few weeks of careful consideration, she shuffles her garden around and reconstructs her house to make room for a stone circle, twelve feet across, assembled with considerable help from her crown. It takes them two days straight to impose the massive solid shape of it onto the thoroughly crushed surface of her island, skipping patrols and sleep along the way. But at the end of it she has a proper anchor point, and she can teleport home anytime she wants, and as soon as she takes a full night of sleep to apologize to herself for skipping two nights, she goes out the next morning and flies six hours north.

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Six hours due north is juuuust barely enough to get her in sight of sizable land again at the end of the flight.

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... Okay, she'll push her patrol long enough to investigate. How big is this land? Anyone there?

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It's a big hunk of island. It's not densely populated, though she can spot clusters of houses hither and yon.

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