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Author Topic: Tributary — Afternoon, Day 7  (Read 26495 times)

Öln finds that the fruit is okay to eat, but that the fruit is actually a thin layer of red, spicy material surrounding a nut inside.

«Öln has discovered the Andyej Nut.  Ψ»

Everything seems fine to touch and eat.



Heshimun, Loec and Faraji die of a combination of starvation, hypothermia and fever and get eaten by Zvryma.  Respawn enabled on Day 5 at dusk at any random location.  If Nikki posts for Hocef any time today, then that is when Hocef re-spawns in from stasis.  If not, Hocef will automatically be back in play at Dawn on Day 5.
« Last Edit: December 04, 2015, 05:10:52 PM by SWAT One »

Blatsa takes one of the rods that is in the cave reserved for tinder, and begins to carve it using his knife.

Blatsa takes one of the rods that is in the cave reserved for tinder, and begins to carve it using his knife.
Blatsa carves a fine bow-limb set after a few hours.

Veshikk wakes up after a long as forget nap. He had a terrible nightmare about week long finals and nocturnal sleep patterns.



He stands up unsteadily. A new man sits in the cave with Blatsa and Öln. Fear shoots through his sleep-addled body until he realizes the body languages of all people in the cave are calm. He concludes that this new man is no threat.

His mouth is unbelievably dry and his stomach is grumbling. How long was I out? He walks towards the fire and sits near Öln. After a moment, he notices the pine stored in the cave and takes out a log. He begins to heat it over the fire and collects the pitch leaking out in the bladder. While doing this, he speaks quietly, saying, "Öln, who is this?"

"Vrede. Unfortunately, the language he speaks is neither ours nor Blatsa's."

Öln begins warming up by the fire as he gradually dries off.
He starts working a shoulder plate from the dagu skeleton into a broader knife than his stiletto.
« Last Edit: December 04, 2015, 05:53:06 PM by Juncoph »

Veshikk looks around for food.

Vrede looks over and gives a nod, reaching over to take the one knife that is offered by Blasta, and he immediately goes to work with examining it over, and then looking around for any nearby materials. He looks over to the other men in the cave and motions to wrapping something around the hilt of the knife... He seems to want something to wrap around the knife.

Blatsa nodded, holding up a finger, "Möch," he said before picking up a piece of hide.  He wrapped it around his bow, cutting away a suitable piece to wrap around the grip of it.  He then handed him the piece of hide, enough to cut a grip.

Veshikk looks around for food.
Veshikk looks over at a food pile and sees numerous dambe roots and an ebana fruit.  Additionally, Blatsa has a pouch of cooked porkchops.



Blatsa nodded, holding up a finger, "Möch," he said before picking up a piece of hide.  He wrapped it around his bow, cutting away a suitable piece to wrap around the grip of it.  He then handed him the piece of hide, enough to cut a grip.
With this, Blatsa finishes his bow limbs.

«Blatsa has leveled up!  Crafting lv. 6.»

Vrede takes the piece of hide, feeling out its length and looking over to the knife before carefully cutting out a length to wrap around the hilt of the blade, before giving a nod and handing back the excess hide. "Bayarlalaa." he mutters back, whatever that means. Afterwards, he goes around to watching the rain outside silently for a moment, probably thinking. Or not. Who knows.

Veshikk takes an ebana fruit and several dambe roots, and eats them. He looks out of the cave and sees that it is night and raining. Again.

Vrede takes the piece of hide, feeling out its length and looking over to the knife before carefully cutting out a length to wrap around the hilt of the blade, before giving a nod and handing back the excess hide. "Bayarlalaa." he mutters back, whatever that means. Afterwards, he goes around to watching the rain outside silently for a moment, probably thinking. Or not. Who knows.
Blatsa's eyes lit up as the man spoke, and he replied eagerly, "Ta mini khelig yaridag?"

"Bi yuu gej." Replies Vrede, giving another nod to the man as he settles down, resting the knife in his lap as he eats up that cooked meat he made earlier.

Blatsa nodded with a smile, "In ni sonsokh ni sain khereg. Bid khamt avch bolno," he replied, before he tied the hide grip around his bow limb.  He then notches the top and bottom edges of it, and sets to work making the bowstring.

"Ah. So they do speak a common tongue."