Tuttle Monkey

Centuries ago, the first merchants who landed on the shores of Balinor were amused by the antics of the monkeys they found living along the shoreline. Many of Balinor’s native creatures were fearsome and deadly, yet here were troops of jesters wearing the skin of beasts as they bounced and flipped and somersaulted for reward. Some say that the merchants were so enchanted by the little monkeys, named “Tuttle” after the richest merchant at the time, that they took their colors as Danzibar’s own. Nowhere else in all the world have rangers found monkeys with coloration as vivid as the Tuttles, with their brilliant white fur, ringed blue on the tail, and bare-fleshed blue bottoms. Though in size and shape they resemble the lemurs of the Hellios, they have taken much more quickly to being domesticated, and if ever they had fear of the Peoples it is long since gone.

Sadly, even the best loved pets can be set aside by their owners for a variety of reasons, and it was not long before the streets of the new city Danzibar found itself teeming with the little Tuttle monkeys. Their number was far more numerous than when the merchants had first landed on the shores of Balinor, with some estimating the number of monkeys within the city to be greater than the number of People. The little vagabonds had grown quite bold, too, stealing brazenly from unguarded merchant stalls in the market and even pickpocketing the unwary! Before long the once-charming little Tuttles were no longer considered beloved pets, but were instead classified as vermin with a bounty on their head. Once the lap pets of wealthy merchants, they are now the close companions of thieves and the poor. Only a very few respectable personages still give the Tuttle monkeys their love, insisting that it was through poor breeding management of the Peoples that the situation has gotten this bad, and that the Tuttles themselves are not to blame. The argument for and against the Tuttles has gotten quite heated at times, but whether they are sanctioned or not there seems no end to the little creatures, which survive and thrive both as pets and as outlaws.


Posted October 26, 2012 by Evoru

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