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| SURVIVE 4 — Land of Savages • [DAY 3 | Early Night | In the Squall] |
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| Plethora:
Aif nods silently and heads out in the direction of the stream. |
| Juncoph:
Douzheng decides to let the boys have their fun. He exaggerates his mannerisms whenever he notices the two looking at him as he eats. He fights off a growing smirk from seeing the girl's worsening fremdscham. |
| alien cunt:
Väinö, enthused by what they are saying, goes with the people beckoning him. |
| SWAT One:
Yana watches Aif head off for a moment before returning to survey the hut. In a wet climate like this, mud walls will do me no good... She checks the lashing holding the hut frame together and promptly goes out and begins to gather up various branches, particularly ones with needles on them. After checking which way the land-bound wind blows, she stacks the on the hut's wall facing the wind's source, affixing them however possible. She eyes the rope and measures it out. Only 25 meters, tops. Not knowing if any length of this rope would come to be more useful, she cuts off lengths, and unwinds them to tie the more troublesome branches to the frame. After some time, her hands become so covered in sap and dirt that it begins sticking to the rope. She grab the clay pot she made and heads in the direction of the stream. Aif, at the stream, finds some fish in the river—a large, slimy, bottom-dwelling fish with dark brown scales on its dorsal and lateral sides, and silver-white scales on its ventral side, and a large, freshwater fish which with grey-blue dorsal scales, and a spotted gradient to platinum-white on its ventral side. The latter has a strange mouth shape. In looking for anything to spear them with, there are some straight or semi-straight fallen tree limbs nearby that could be hewn down. There are also plenty of rocks of various sizes, should he prefer simply bashing them to death. The boys go nuts as Douzheng exaggerates his motions. The girl, at first more annoyed, glances over to see Douzheng's motions and simply sighs, seeming to let it go before folding her arms on the table and burying her face in them. An elderly man comes down from upstairs and scolds the boys with a flurry of dramatic motions, presumably for making a racket, "[unknown . . .] Zaluk [. . .unknown]." The boys seem to sober up from their laughter real quick. --- Quote from: alien cunt on January 26, 2018, 05:16:47 PM ---Väinö, enthused by what they are saying, goes with the people beckoning him. --- End quote --- (Väinö isn't being brought peaceably.) They carry Väinö into a larger wood and stone building in the center of town and set him down in a chair. The room is dark, but lit somewhat by the light of the morning coming in through the windows up high and some torches around the room. At the back wall, there is a panel of 3 men sitting facing him at tables. The one in the center is elevated higher than the others, wears many animal skins, a hat with a prominent feather side-plume, and is adorned with some gold jewelry. They all look stern. The room's walls are lined with at least a dozen guards and soldiers. |
| grunterdb1951:
--- Quote from: SWAT One on January 26, 2018, 03:57:28 PM ---Ikhannuk huffs at Theric's remark and goes back to eating. Eetu speaks up, "Yes, Vanadi is going as well. I think there will be. . ." Eetu's gaze drifts to Ikhannuk. "Twenty, sir." Ikhannuk responds in a deep, bellowing voice before returning to take another bite. --- End quote --- Theric gives a slow nod to Eetu, though he can't help but wrinkle up the corner of his lip a bit as he hears Ikhannuks huff. When he hears how many men there's going to be, Theric nods again. "That should be plenty to get everything back here, then." he says before he eats a bit more. Staring with appraising eyes, Theric looks over Vanadi with a somewhat unimpressed gaze but then he asks, "What other nearby groups are there that could possibly happen upon the site we'll be searching? And what are the chances of them being there before we arrive?" |
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