Tributary — Afternoon, Day 7

[CypherX]

Veshikk strips the hair away from the furs, storing it in a pile at the cave to turn into twine later. He takes the meat as well, his share anyways, and stores it there. He takes the furs, the stomach, bladder and intestines to the clear water of the lake to clean out. He says simply to Öln, "You may stay with your things in the cave. Find us a pine tree with sap and cut it down." He is careful not to puncture any of the organs, especially the bladder.

[Ad Bot]

[blazerblock2]

Blatsa eats his food after cooking it, stuffing himself until he is full.  He puts the leftovers (if any) in their own hide wrap within his current carrying wrap.  He scatters dirt onto the fire to help put it out, and continues into the woods.

[SWAT One]

Blatsa eats his food after cooking it, stuffing himself until he is full.  He puts the leftovers (if any) in their own hide wrap within his current carrying wrap.  He scatters dirt onto the fire to help put it out, and continues into the woods.

Blatsa has 3 chunks of meat left, 2 of which are raw.

After a while of walking, he comes to a ridge where he hears two men talking on the other side.  He steps on a stick, and it snaps underfoot.

[Juncoph]

Öln hears something break in the distance. He gets a shock down his spine- someone or... something is approaching. Judging by the fact that the snap was from something loud enough to be heard from a distance, it's not a small animal either.

Becoming hushed in his demeanor, he quietly exclaims:

"Put your things down. Ready your weapons. I'm sure you heard that as well... Circle left, I'll circle right."
Öln puts his things down (axe not included), and hushedly grabs the femur from one of the kill's legs.

He begins maneuvering. Careful, as always. Getting heard is the last thing he can afford right now. First thing's first, he gets to the cover of the trees as quickly as he can, taking care not to step on anything besides grass on his way there.

[blazerblock2]

Blatsa immediately ducks after stepping on the branch, taking more care as he walks to the edge of the ridge to find the source of the voices.

[CypherX]

Veshikk nods, grabbing his spear and knife silently. He moves to his left among the trees, spear at the ready, watching his step and advancing towards the ridge cautiously.

[blazerblock2]

Blatsa lays flat on his stomach as he approaches the edge of the ridge, peeking his head over.  To his left, he saw two creatures.  Creatures like him.  He furrowed his brow, letting out a silent grunt, then stood slowly.  "Hoh!" he called out hoarsely.

[CypherX]

Veshikk's grip on the spear tightens. He eyes Öln, then looks at the figure. He motions for the man to go, and gruffly says "Go!".

[blazerblock2]

Blatsa tilted his head to the side, before bending down and grabbing his belongings.  He hopped down from the ridge, and took a few steps forward, laying a hand across his chest.  "Blatsa!" he said.

[Juncoph]

Öln tilts his axe outward, in an assertive manner. He tenses up, with his entire body oriented towards the figure that just emerged. He nods to Veshikk and leans toward the unknown man.

[Zoltan]

Faraji walks on the edge of the swamp, going away from the sounds.

[blazerblock2]

Blatsa frowns, taking a step back.  Instead of leaving however, he let his bag drop and open on the ground.  He then dug through it, opening up the "meat bag" inside and holding up a porkchop.  He made eating motions with his free hand, and then rattled his tusk necklace.

[Nikki]

Hocef looks around the swamp. There has to be something salvageable here. Hocef tries to figure out where water could be by this swamp.

[SWAT One]

Faraji walks on the edge of the swamp, going away from the sounds.

Faraji (with Loec behind) navigate around the group of bolgil.  Soon after Faraji and Loec pass the group, the bolgils become restless and noisy as they've run low on tasty morsels to eat.  A battle ensues, and some of the smaller bolgils are driven out of the swamp.  As they run off squealing, they take no notice of Faraji and Loec.  The battle continues, but from the sounds of it, one of them may have been killed by one of the larger ones.

Hocef looks around the swamp. There has to be something salvageable here. Hocef tries to figure out where water could be by this swamp.

As Hocef looks into the swamp, she finds that there is a lot of water available, but it is far from clean.  As she looks in the water, she sees a few nobu sitting on old logs and on moss rocks in the sun.  She hears a lot of squealing commotion from the other side of the swamp.


An unusually large eagle, coming from the other side of the lake flies over the area where the three men stand near each other and perches itself on a branch midway up a cedar tree.

[Juncoph]

"Do you, ah, speak a full dialect? You seem to enjoy gestures..."

Öln lowers his axe slightly, but is still unsure of the strange man's intentions. He's also worried about the size of that eagle.