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SURVIVE 4 — Land of Savages • [DAY 3 | Early Night | In the Squall]
grunterdb1951:
Looking between all the men and then the sailor who approached himself and the group- Theric peers at them all before he shrugs. "I'm with you." Letting them take the initiative- though casting wary eyes up to the sky at the prospect of the oncoming storm.
SWAT One:
"Right, let's go." Ikhannuk says to all the men.
The party heads up and over the hill with haste as the near-gale wind makes the signature deep wooshing of high wind through tall pines. A mid-size branch cracks and falls 20 feet to their left, at one point. They arrive at the boat just as hey tie everything up on-board. When the crew catches sight of the men, they wave them over, calling them out. They look prepared to lift the anchor.
Attn.: Theric
Juncoph:
Douzheng nods. "I am no beggar, aye- but nor am I sedentary. I'll leave, but I want to earn my supplies first. What can I help with?"
SWAT One:
Zaluk seems to have nodded off again. He wakes suddenly when Douzheng replies. "Oh uh... Yes, can you read?"
Zven comes back into the room with a wooden platter with a loaf of steaming bread and a knife on it. He sets i down on the desk and cuts his master a slice, then cuts another and offers it to Douzheng.
Plethora:
Aif, seeing the incoming storm quickly calculates that he can't do any wicker work for the fence before the storm hits and helps Yana bring firewood into the hut and secure anything that could be expected to blow off, including some of the less well-secured thatching.
He also takes a larger stick and uses it to dig around and away from the hut to drain away the rainfall improve the capacity of the moat Yana has already dug, though he knows he can't get too far with it before it starts coming down.