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| SURVIVE 4 — Land of Savages • [DAY 3 | Early Night | In the Squall] |
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| Plethora:
Aif leaves the belt and sheath behind, but becomes increasingly paranoid as he travels, guessing that a wolf or wild dog or pack thereof killed the previous bearer of his sword, but realizing that such anxiety is fruitless, takes a minute to collect himself and rest for about an hour before continuing on his way. Occasionally, he pauses, listening for the sound of running water, knowing that without a better source of drinking water than the morning dew, he won't be able to survive for very long. |
| grunterdb1951:
--- Quote from: SWAT One on January 01, 2018, 09:41:10 PM ---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]." --- End quote --- Theric stares at him for a moment or two, before he makes it clear that he doesn't quite understand. But he thinks he has a gist of part of it, and he repeats it as best as he can for confirmation: It's rude to ask about a cloak. Or at least, that's the impression he's getting. However, he still fails to understand the significance. Theric also decides that it's about time he properly learns this language as well. And despite this guy being the most receptive- he also looks sickly. For now, he offers him some of his Taralki berries as a way of thanks. Once his questions are answered, and assuming the man doesn't have anything else for him, he decides he'll just go to that one path the guards pointed out to overlook the area. |
| SWAT One:
Aif Isn't able to make out any sounds of running water. He feels his stomachache passing. A doe with her fauns browsing in the forest. The doe sees Aif and freezes in place, but after a minute, goes back to browsing nearby. The man which Theric had been speaking to shakes his head and speaks in simpler words in hopes that Theric would understand. "Cloak." He makes a motion that Theric can only assume means an amalgamation or group, "Party, the Tervetuloa Kevään?" he asks for confirmation, nodding, then makes a sipping motion and half-dances like a drunkard. He focuses back at Theric, pointing at the cloak and the motion of removing it, before imitating loveual motions briefly, interrupting abruptly to press his index finger to his lips and making a "Shhhh" sound with wide eyes. Finally, he uses his index and middle finger to display that one walks away, the sun runs its course in the sky, and then the person returns. "Is bad luck to tell the man who [unknown] the cloak the one who left it." He takes a breath and lets out a heavy sigh. "I am [unknown]. Is not all bad for me to say. It is not good for you to say [unknown]. May make her angry, [unknown]." The man thanks him for his offer but rejects the berries. "Is not good to eat." Theric leaves the man and arrives at the ridge. A good lot of the ton can be seen from here. Farm workers are distributing out bread for their lunch before resuming field work. Several khaliyuna are kept within a pen. |
| grunterdb1951:
Theric rubs the back of his neck, seeming to understand what the man's saying. He offers him a gracious nod and thanks, before he opts to simply put the cloak on. He tilts his head at the man denying his food, but he nods all the same and moves along. When Theric's upon the ridge, he raises his hand as a visor as he looks out over the area. He gets a view of the settlement- and spots those big birds again. His brows furrow, and he begins to stomp off in the direction of the pens. What the hell is with the size of their chickens? |
| Juncoph:
Famulus Douzheng Culture of Origin: Unknown, but eastern Relevant language(s): Romano-Hellenic love: Male Age: 24 Physical Description: 5'9. Not skinny, but certainly not stocky. Scars from caning and whipping are prominent on his back and posterior. Trade: Laborer Other Info: Natively knows Sino-Tibetan. Roughly understands Proto-Armenian. A man with a drawn out past. Despite knowing Romano-Hellenic well, he's nevertheless cursed with a thick accent from his mother tongue. |
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