Savage Archipelago — Rain Receding — [Day 4, Morning]

Poll

Sleeping Timeskip?

Yes.
2 (100%)
No.
0 (0%)

Total Members Voted: 2

Author Topic: Savage Archipelago — Rain Receding — [Day 4, Morning]  (Read 35136 times)

Volgya catches the stick and throws it back, but it gets caught in the wind and i blown off-course.  It gets stuck in a nearby tree.

Aǹni recovers and stands up, only to be hit by a small stick.  "Little stuff monkeys..."

She picks up the smelly yobi rind and throws it at the chattering apes, hitting one of their elder monkeys, causing it to fall out of the tree.  Seeing it mid-fall, she runs directly for it.  It tries to climb up the tree, but Aǹni jumps and drags the troublemaker to the ground and attempts to wrestle it down.

"Volgya!" she shouts, "GET THE AXE!!"

Volgya reacts quickly, looking for the axe!  Was it left at camp?  He didn't remember.  He searched for it in the immediate area, should it be there, he would grab it and rush to Anni's aid, otherwise, he would make a run back to camp to snatch the axe up from the vegetable shaman.

Anni struggles to keep ahold of it as more projectiles, including feces from the stink-monkeys, rain down around and upon her.  She is bitten in the arm, but is freed soon afterward as she finds a rock and bashes the side of the ape's jaw and gets it in a chokehold, releasing the ape's grip on her arm.

Volgya finds the axe just beside the box, as Aǹni dropping the box caused it to fall out.

"Get over here!" she says, coughing ad gagging at the smell.

Volgya wandered over and took a swift and precise swing right at the monkey without hesitating.

e: if Anni wasn't in the way, that is.

The Ogorai, meanwhile, had tried to escape through a narrow path and tripped over a fallen branch, downing the animal.  Gus, on trying to chase the animal down with a limpy gait, finds a pretty serious trail of blood leading to the animal.

Gus notices the animal begin to get up, struggling.


Gus grunts, wincing as he limps along and follows after the creature, coming up on the downed creature as he moves to try and lung forward and swing his axe down onto its head, trying to beat on it to kill it.

In both areas, blood is spilt.




Volgya wandered over and took a swift and precise swing right at the monkey without hesitating.

e: if Anni wasn't in the way, that is.
Aǹni dodges swiftly to allow the axe to slice straight down toward the neck, beheading the creature, though leaving it attached by various tendons and ligaments.

The animal goes limp, and Aǹni takes the opportunity, rising to face the apes and let out the greatest roar she can muster, bearing her teeth and raising her arms to the sky.



Gus grunts, wincing as he limps along and follows after the creature, coming up on the downed creature as he moves to try and lung forward and swing his axe down onto its head, trying to beat on it to kill it.
The creature moves slightly, but Gus catches up to it and crowns the creature twice, killing it.

Gus huffs, staring down at the pig, his face twisting in a mixture of pain, anger, disgust, and several other feelings he can't put his finger on. There's a moment where he sighs, and leans down to grab and drag it back to camp, limping along the way. He also moves to elan down and pack his wound in with some dirt.

Once/if he gets back with his kill, he moves to retrieve his knife and begin to skin and gut the creature. He moves to set up a fire to cook over the majority of the animal, harvest some good sized bones, some for sewing and some for other crafting. He rests for a while, trying to cut some fabric from his makeshift tent to wrap around his leg to stifle the bleeding before he'd throw away the rest of the carcass a decent way from camp.

Gus huffs, staring down at the pig, his face twisting in a mixture of pain, anger, disgust, and several other feelings he can't put his finger on. There's a moment where he sighs, and leans down to grab and drag it back to camp, limping along the way. He also moves to lean down and pack his wound in with some dirt.

Once/if he gets back with his kill, he moves to retrieve his knife and begin to skin and gut the creature. He moves to set up a fire to cook over the majority of the animal, harvest some good sized bones, some for sewing and some for other crafting. He rests for a while, trying to cut some fabric from his makeshift tent to wrap around his leg to stifle the bleeding before he'd throw away the rest of the carcass a decent way from camp.
Gus is barely able to make it back to the camp with the animal, but makes it nonetheless.

He skins and guts the creature after starting the fire and realizes...

He'll need a bigger fire.

In wrapping his leg, he notices that the bleeding, although slow, is not stopping.

Gus growls, leaning over to pack more dirt in under the bandage and wrap it tighter to help it stop the bleeding, before he moves to gather as much kindling as possible to grow the fire to a reasonable cooking size without going to far from camp.

The bleeding still seems to continue, and although it is hard to tell with the amount of dirt-sponge, it seems to be slowing somewhat.

After long last, he finishes carving up the carcass and drag it out of the camp.  However, in dragging the carcass out of camp, he realizes that the bleeding has worsened.

Gus looks for sticks on his way back as he limps along, dealing with the bleeding for the moment. If he makes it back to camp without feeling too dizzy or woozy fromt he lack of blood, he moves to clean out any soaked up dirt and fill it again with drier dirt, before finally resting and staying off his leg for the remainder of the day.

"When I'm off this rock, I shall make note to have slaves mine it down into a coral reef."

The bleeding seem to remain the same, and Gus begins to get mildly but noticeably lightheaded.

He rest for the rest of the day, and instead spends his time watching the wildlife.

At one point, he sees a flock of dozens of Kiluoan running about the plains.
« Last Edit: February 25, 2017, 01:38:13 AM by SWAT One »

The bleeding seem to remain the same, and Gus begins to get mildly but noticeably lightheaded.

He rest for the rest of the day, and instead spends his time watching the wildlife.

At one point, he sees a flock of dozens of Kiluoan running about the plains.

Gus leaves his meat to try and smoke it- though he hasn't smoked meat before himself, and simply rests as he watches the flocks go along around the plains. And for a moment, he's peacefully sitting there watching the animals go along. "Or.. Maybe just a beach house." he says, letting out a sigh as his hand comes over to scratch his chin.

Volgya raises the bloodied axe in the air, thrusting it upward toward the beasts above, giving his all to them in a roar.

Gus leaves his meat to try and smoke it- though he hasn't smoked meat before himself, and simply rests as he watches the flocks go along around the plains. And for a moment, he's peacefully sitting there watching the animals go along. "Or.. Maybe just a beach house." he says, letting out a sigh as his hand comes over to scratch his chin.
After about an hour, they appear done.



Volgya raises the bloodied axe in the air, thrusting it upward toward the beasts above, giving his all to them in a roar.
The barbosetts flee, terrified, jumping to other trees and sometimes gliding between then.

Aǹni then turns to Volgya.  "Let's get around to finding that river."  She grabs the nearest broad leaves and begins to ipe off what she could before returning to the box to heft it.