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SURVIVE 4 — Land of Savages • [DAY 3 | Early Night | In the Squall]
Plethora:
Aif groans and sits up, taking stock of what remains. All of the edible mushrooms have been eaten, and he knows there will be few berries left from where he took them before. He stretches, gets up, and goes to check for some nonetheless, remembering that he was before able to sate his thirst with the dew, though it seems worse than it was previously.
Aif then decides to follow the shoreline, in hopes of finding some stream of fresh water to more fully sate his thirst, and hopefully more food. As he goes, he looks to pick up a walking stick and some kindling for another fire when the time comes, as well as more edibles.
grunterdb1951:
Theric regaled the people with his tales as best as he could given his basic knowledge of their tongue and his probably fairly drunken state. His raids in a land far east called Kaubern, a wealthy and humid empire, and the path him and his people carved all the way to the Romani. Again- as best as he could, which probably left plenty of holes in his story. He did make an effort to put himself in a heroic light, of course.
But now the night's over, and morning has come.
Theric groans. His eyes flutter open, looking left and right as he grunts- sniffling a bit. A hand comes over to rub his face, groaning as he sits up from his bed. He checks himself over, before he's getting up and grabbing his spear- slinging it over. He's checking himself just to make sure there's nothing new that shouldn't be there- and that everything that should be there still is. He heads over to make his way out from the cellar into the village to begin taking a proper, sober look around at the village and the area surrounding for landmarks.
SWAT One:
Aif finds everything he had earlier he still has, except of course for the wood he has purposefully burned in the fire. As he returns to the bushes, he sees that there are indeed some berries left over—ones that he could not see or pick in the darkness. The dew is bountiful given the fog that enshrouds the forest.
The forest along the sea is littered with various berry bushes, including the ones that he had eaten from earlier, as well as some thorny bushes with small clusters of round, black berries and also ones with small clusters of black aggregate berries, also with thorny branches. Their leaves, however, still differ the first has elliptic shape and entire edge/margin. The latter is of falcate shape and serrulate edge/margin. Both have cross-vennulate veins.[See: Resources]
« Aif has discovered the Endani Bush »
Aif gathers a sturdy walking stick which elbowed portion fits snugly in his palm and as much wood that would be good for burning if only it was not dampened by the dew.
His travels take him to a curve in the shoreline where the forest is beginning to thin out somewhat.
There is chatter going on upstairs, and people shuffling about, the sounds of the people stepping down on the wood floor above Theric resonate loudly in the room, or maybe in his head. As he gets up, an incessant throbbing beats in his head. Thankfully, nothing of his seems to be missing, but when did this garment get here? It appears to be someone's outer cloak.
Theric leaves the cellar, opening the door to a small hallway which leads straight and to the left to a common room. A female servant hurriedly carrying a large stack of laundry greets him curtly before continuing on her course to the common room. He exits a door to his right, leading back out to the place where the party took place last night. Two male servants, one younger and one the chef take down the casks that were used for beer last night, loading them onto a wheelbarrow.
As he turns left toward the front of the house, he finally gets a good view of the entire village. There are many buildings, some of which line a river flowing out to the sea. Some are larger, and there appears to be smaller houses varying in number around each larger house. Four particularly large buildings catch Theric's attention—one is in the city's center atop a ridge overlooking the river, one is one of the houses built more grand than the rest, one rests upon the river, and another is inland to the west, where parts of the forest had been replaced by small fields which lay fallow following winter's frost. His trip through town is met by it's inhabitants with some greeting, some apprehension, and a lot of curiosity—there is not a moment where Theric didn't feel he was being watched. His trip takes him down to the river bank, where women sell fish caught from the river and sea, and fishermen come in with their haul.
Yana's search for food is met with some success. Suspecting that any roots would betray her the least, she locates a flat rock takes it with her, seeking out small herbaceous shrubs on the ground that she can dig up. She finds a patch of herbaceous plants with perfoliate-shaped leaves, crenate edges, and rotate venation. She digs and finds a root network with numerous small spuds. Elated, she uproots the plant, shakes off the dirt that she can, and stuffs them in her bag. These will probably have to be washed, and soon.
« Yana has discovered the Bolviadt Shrub »
While on her search, she takes advantage of the dew that rests on the plants to satiate her thirst. She could hear several animals scurry and shuffle away in the fog, but could not see them. After she had searched for a good long while, she begins to travel ESE, where she believes there could be water.
grunterdb1951:
Therics hand grips the cloak, staring down at it with confusion muddled by the pounding in his head. He yawns some more before he asks whoever's willing to stop and listen who the cloak belongs to. Theric also decides to grind some rep. He offers to lend a hand along the way with the young man and chef- though he opts to let the woman go along her way.
When he's out of the house and done with the two male servants, his brows furrow a bit as he adjusts to the sunlight from sleeping in a cellar. The first thing that catches his gaze is the building within the city's center atop the ridge. That immediately takes priority on checking out first, and so he begins to march off in the direction to see if he can get over there to get a good look out to the surrounding area.
But, the pressure is on. Theric glances at the people staring back at him, and though he's had these stares on him before he's still never gotten completely used to them. For greeting he gets, he returns it. For those who simply stare on- they get a look back. If he hadn't gotten an answer to the question about a cloak before- he's asking a few people who look comfortable around him whose it might be.
Theric keeps doubly sure to make sure that his spear is carried in the most passive way he can manage.
Plethora:
Before setting off in earnest, Aif gets what he can from the dew and the berries he recognizes, and gives the others a taste, eating them if they're not bitter or vegetabley tasting, though with less caution, as he remembers somewhere hearing that berries on thornbushes are often edible, at least he thinks he remembers it.