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| SURVIVE 4 — Land of Savages • [DAY 3 | Early Night | In the Squall] |
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| grunterdb1951:
Theric grunts as can't make sense of the important parts of what they're saying. His expression droops into that of a mixture of anxiety and frustration. He's looking over his shoulder, and then he's beginning to head along to that path. Now Theric is asking aggressively- that's not to say he's being aggressive with the way he asks, but he is definitely asking much more earnestly and trying out several different tactics with the way he asks to see if he can get to the question that's on his mind: Who's loving cloak is this? He tries the tactic of acting concerned for their safety, he says that he thinks they left something of theirs behind, etc. General things that make it seem like a good idea to lead him to the owner. If he gets an answer along the way, good. If not, he'll just continue over to the path pointed out to him by the guards. This place is starting to get annoying. |
| alien cunt:
Väinö, noticing the familiar looking aggregate shaped berries, quickly plucks them off the bush, and eats them without hesitation. He gathers the rest of the berries just in case, and stuffs them in his pocket. With the fog coming to an end, he decides to go more up to land, hoping that he can get lucky and hopefully find someone that can help him. |
| SWAT One:
Aif finds a canid tooth on the ground nearby a leather belt which had been chewed thoroughly and subsequently weathered. It hardly has the integrity to hold it's own weight. The sheath, also chewed, might hold it, but there is no telling how long it would last. The forest is as one would expect a forest to be, filled with the sounds of chirping and warbling, the wind gently passing through the pines, some squirrels chittering and fighting over nuts from pine cones. Neither a predator nor a hunter of man seem to be nearby. Theric receives mixed reactions from various townspeople, but most of them either do not talk or simply respond with "I cannot tell you." Eventually, as Theric nears his wits' end, an gaunt old man calls him from an alleyway. Yana carefully fillets the fish and picks out it's many cartilaginous bones, leaving it within it's scaly skins while she goes back to the river to wash her hands and wash off three flat rocks. She takes the stones back to the clearing and sets them aside, placing the fish on them before starting a fire and setting another one of the clean stones on top once it had become healthy, supporting it with rounder stones. The final one she leaves for cooked fish and eating. She would wait for the newly-made stone stove to heat before placing the fillets on it. Väinö eats several of the endani berries and picks several of the other kinds of berries before moving on. The endani berries are sweet but with a tart, even sour aftertaste. However, he doesn't make it far into the forest before he starts feeling strange. His vision begins to warp, his head reeling and his stomach quickly rejecting what had just been put in it. He vomits up all that was in his stomach, and continues to dry-heave and cough even when nothing is left. He cannot stop the sensation. His body wants to reject something that is not there. After about half an hour, his head would still be reeling, his pulse pounds in his head, and despite it being mid-day, is shivering. |
| grunterdb1951:
Theric is on the verge of losing his stuff until he pauses, looking over at the old man in the alley. There's a glance, back and forth to make sure he's indeed talking to him before he goes into the alley- somewhat wary and at the ready. He asks the man whose cloak this is, and why everyone's so tight lipped about it. |
| SWAT One:
The man is lean and haggard. His face is covered with sores, and he wears tattered clothes. The man says to Theric, "[unknown] man, it is [unknown] to [unknown] about a cloak, [unknown] given [unknown]." |
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