module 4, part 3.

Everyone had warned him. Everyone in the town said it wasn't worth it. Zeke never listened to everyone anyway. Now he had 2 extra legs, a tail, and was stuck up a creek without a paddle-or a working motor, nothing to say of the correct appendages to use it. What a day.....

The village is in a fortunate island, an island in the world that had no dead zones for magic, or technology on the mainland. Your phones would work, just as well as your thinkagrams. Not too many visitors from the outside world, they had to go through the reefs, and do it without tech or magic sails, because of all the shifting dead zones around the island. The satalight tv always made it through though, it was weird. But I digress.

Zeke was always the odd man out. no head for numbers, and no skill with spell weaving, he was always behind everyone else. What did he care.... He always dreamt of leaving the island, going somewhere else, where he could fit in. His family loved him, he had friends, but it just didn't feel right to him. He kept building a boat, took him years too, with every thing he could. Eve found an old clunker of an engine, and stuck a propeller on it.He even swiped an old map from the library, must been a hundred years old. He got a gps too, but that wouldn't always work out on the currents. Zeke dreamed of the day he would ride out to the first island he could find.

He finally finished it a few days ago, the boat he would sail away. He named it the escape, and loaded it with food, some gas, and a few batteries. He set out, leaving his home behind on the open sea. He even saw an albatross on his way out, which someone had told him was good luck, he wasn't sure who. Maybe he could kill it and make a good luck charm. He actually did manage to lure the thing down, with some food. It ended up choking on some gas, and he kept it around a few days... Thats when things got rough.

Zeke may have had a map, but he forgot to eve learn how to read one. His gps keep ending up not working because there were too many clouds in the way. Whenever he was in a magic zone, storms would swirl around him, like he broke some taboo. He lost allot of his food, and equipment right then. During the worst night, he ended up in a magic zone, and it seemed like a lighting storm was simply hovering over his boat. As soon as Zeke realized this, 5 bots of lightning hit him simultaneously. When he woke up is was daylight again, ans he swished his tail, and sniffed the see air with his long nose......wait. Why was he a donkey?

In his unconsciousness, he had drifted into a tech null zone. Magic keeping him in his form was still working, and he was stuck with no motor, little food, and no way to use a paddle. What a sorry state he was in. Zeke had to trust to the currents, and the wind to get him to an island soon, and he had the strangest hankering for carrots....