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Author Topic: Savage Archipelago — Rain Receding — [Day 4, Morning]  (Read 40118 times)

Volgya brings back what he found to Anni, "I found the river," he mentioned, "something else over there too, didn't sound friendly."

Aǹni takes the axe, measures out a cubit of rope, finds a stump, fallen log or stone, and uses the axe to sever this length from the rest of the rope.  She then returns back to the box.

Volgya brings back what he found to Anni, "I found the river," he mentioned, "something else over there too, didn't sound friendly."
Her face lights up at first, initially salivating at the thought of water, but then she returns to a crestfallen and grim state, "How many?  How large?  Did you see them?  Did they detect you?"

Volgya furrowed his brow at the onslaught of questions, he replied only with a word, "No."

"So, are we lighting this torch now?"

Aǹni nods.

"Can you get some tinder lit?" she asks, giving Volgya the driest of the moss before getting to her on task.

She then unravels the rope into its smaller components, then spreads the moss and pitch over the two planks that she made.  She then wraps the rope threads around the torch to try and bind the fuel to it.

"Ready?" she asks, presenting the two makeshift torches.

sorry for being low af with the rp sorry

Igor eats the fruit while entering the forest, looking for fresh water.

Volgya reaches for the firestarter in the crate, setting to work without another word.  He puts the kindling on the dry stick and rubs away.

Sorry for my absence, guys.  I've been very busy at a new job and such.



sorry for being low af with the rp sorry

Igor eats the fruit while entering the forest, looking for fresh water.
Igor eats the fruit, but still remains hungry.  After a while of walking into the forest, he finds a few muddy puddles, but not much else.  It seems like he'd have to go inland and find a stream, but he feels himself getting dizzy from dehydration.



Volgya reaches for the firestarter in the crate, setting to work without another word.  He puts the kindling on the dry stick and rubs away.
After a while, the torches are lit—and it good time; the sun is sinking lower in the sky as evening arrives.  Thank goodness there is no rain tonight.  As for shelter, it looks like another night of improvisation.

Now, with the torches ready, Aǹni looks around, scanning the trees for stink monkeys, hoping that they wouldn't steal any of their goods.

"Perhaps ye should take the axe.  Ye was a sell-sword, were ye not?"


i'm alive i swear

Volgya looks up, "How did you know that?" he asked.

"News traveled around the ship.  I'm not one for gossip, though.  Aside from that, I can tell from ye eyes and ye demeanor.  I lived amongst many like ye."

Igor then decides to go inland to find a fresh steam of water.

Gus continues to lie back and try and get some early sleep. This leg needs time to heal, dammit!

Volgya grunted, then nodded, "Right, I will take the axe," he said, handing Anni a torch.

Igor then decides to go inland to find a fresh steam of water.
Igor moves inland but finds no such stream, but does find a pool of murky water.  Despite the fact that he wouldn't normally drink this, his mouth waters with anticipation.



Gus continues to lie back and try and get some early sleep. This leg needs time to heal, dammit!
He lies in his place and tries to sleep, but it seems like every once in a while, just when he is about to nod off, he hears some animal call, howl or screech.  Eventually, he finally drifts off to sleep, albeit in a grumpy mood.



Volgya grunted, then nodded, "Right, I will take the axe," he said, handing Anni a torch.
Aǹni takes the torch.
"Water..." she says, pining for the stream she can now hear.  Her footsteps unconsciously quicken.

Volgya quickly follows, "Careful!" he calls out to her.