Sherrie
Up in the trees, swaying with the breeze, laid a large white Naga coiled around a branch. His torso was slightly hidden by clusters of leaves a bit further along the branch. His cream checkered white tail is anchored securely around the trunk and some of the branch's base, though its end dangles down a ways. He shuffles and mumbles a little in his sleep while the tree rustles with his movement. It's a wonder the branch doesn't break under his large size, but that might be why he holds onto the trunk as well.
Katherin
*Near the tree Nara is on, is a bush that now seems to be rustling. What could that be? A dangerous bear? A ferocious wolf? Or something more clever? Who knows, all that's known is that it's rustling, as if someone or something is moving through it.*
Sherrie
Nara had always been a light sleeper. The unnatural rustling would jolt him awake. His long white locks would fall over his eyes as he pushes himself up off the branch. The white orbs focused on the bushes below. He had heat vision, so he would try to use it to see through the foliage. What was that lurking below? Was it predator or prey?
Katherin
*Luckily, it's just a person, wading through the bushes. He get's out of the bush and exclaims* "Ah! So nice to get outta the bushes, how long was I in thar? I don't rightly remember, maybe an hour r somethin." *This person looks a little gruff and banged up, most assuredly caused by the bushes. But it's strange, why would a person be in the bushes like that? Maybe he's a hunter who got lost, that would seem like a likely answer, sure.*
Sherrie
Nara would continue observing for now, but reaching up to grab his naginata. The weapon might cause some audible scraping and rustling as it drags across the branches where it lay. If the person looks up, he would see a snake-man in the canopy holding a weapon, seemingly ready to strike from above. His white coloration would be a stark contrast to the darker tones of the tree. Putting his size into consideration as well, it wouldn't be too hard to spot him even amongst the foliage. To any regular person, the sight may be unnerving.
Katherin
*This person heard the scraping of the blade and looks up and sees the Naga. He waves and says* "Well hey there, feller. What part of the forest is this here area? If you don't mind answerin," *This person said this without a fear in his voice or face, in fact it would seem to be impossible to see what emotion he's feeling at this very moment. He's wearing thick clothing and a warm looking hat, seems like a hunter from all points of view.*
Sherrie
Nara narrows his eyes at this strange person. This person wasn't scared of him. But he was a hunter, and hunters can be one of the most dangerous predators. He grips his naginata tight. "Here is near Macen town." He points to a direction, "Macen town is that way." His speech is stiff with a strange accent to it, spoken soft as the breeze but sharp enough for him to hear at least.
Katherin
"Oh thank you! Sincerily, I wouldn't of found my way without you. Say... What are you doing in this here forest?" *The man tilted his face in confusion, it seems like a honest confusion.* "I don't know many people that would go and sleep on trees" *He laughed* "But then again! I'm here and I'm incapable of findin ma way!"
Sherrie
"Hmm... Trees are good. Good for sleep, protect from predator." Nara lowers his blade, holding it parallel to the branch he is on. "Predator like hunter or bear." Nara would shift his stance. He withdraws, shifting closer to the trunk of the tree. His tail would still be wrapped around the branch, but most of his mass would be closer to the sturdy trunk.
Katherin
"I see! I wonder why you couldn't get a nice warm room and rest thar, but I won't ask. Anywho's, what be yer name?" *The man seems to be rather curious about the Naga's name* "Me name is Phillip, Phillip Moors!"
Sherrie
The man asked for his name. That could be a good sign. Predators usually couldn't care less about their prey's name. The Naga relaxes a little, but stays on the treetop for now. "I am Nara, from the Leilong tribe. Nice to meet you." He utters the name of his tribe proudly. His red cloak never leaves his person. It bore the mark of his tribe, a dark grey stylized serpentine figure, but it faced away from the man.
Katherin
"I have never heard of anything called the Leilong tribe. But you look proud enuff aboot it, so I assume it's a rather great tribe, ain't it?" *Phillip was rather truthful about this. Anyways, this man doesn't seem like the kind of person that'd be of any real harm, he got lost in a forest when he was a hunter for crying out loud!*
Sherrie
He nods, expression turning solemn. "We are, from here, live far. Tribe is precious, who we are." He was proud to be a Leilong. That was a fact that would never change as far as he is concerned. Even when his tribe was lost, he believes in their strength.
Katherin
"Well if you respect, I respect it. You seem like the upstanding sort, so I bet you'd neva lie aboot your tribe" *Phillip says, respectfully to Nara. It doesn't seem like Phillip is lying either, if his name truly was Phillip.*
Sherrie
Nara eyes the man a for a little longer. He doesn't seem to be hunting at the moment, but he was a hunter. What was he doing here in the forest then? Humans don't live in forests, they live in villages like most tribes do. "Phillip are strange human. You are hunt what?"
Katherin
"I hunt for stories n' experiences, such as this one right here. Meeting someone new and strange is something you don't do everyday, y'know?" *Phillip and his wacky philosophies, coming right up!*
Sherrie
That's new. "'Hunt stories'? Stories you cannot eat. You are hunt animals not?" Strange. He *Looks* Like a hunter and not any sort of elder or lore master. Was his job not to capture prey and feed his kin?
Katherin
*Phillip looks into the snek's eyes and understands what Nara means by his sentence.* "See, I feed peoples imaginations! Telling people of stories gives them knowledge and inguenity! That's why I hunt for experiences. *But fer real I do hunt rabbits and such.*"
Sherrie
Of course, Nara's sentences were stiff and foreign. He came from a far away land after all. Even though his words are in Silnarian, it seems he is not yet very fluent in it. "Ah, you *Are* Hunt. You are also storyteller." Nara seems to understand this man a little better, or so he thinks. If this man really does hunt experiences with new people, how many has he met so far? "You have met Naga like me? Maybe wear this also?" He takes the cloak off his back and shows the design on its back to the man.
Katherin
"No no, I haven't met any of your clan, sorry to disappoint. I have met other Naga though. But that design *Does* Look rather familiar, I remember things, y'see? I might not be able to pinpoint it, but I may of seen on a passerby." *It seems as meeting people isn't just seeing them to him.*
Sherrie
The snake-man's interest was piqued as Phillip mentioned possibly having seen a similar design. "Have seen near here?" He asks with a more spirited tone. The previously wary Naga now appears hopeful and excited, leaning towards the man below him. Even if the man hasn't *Met* Another Leilong, just a hint to start him off would be great.
Katherin
"Near? You've seen how bad I'm with direction, right? But anyways on the where..." *Phillip hold his hand on his forhead, seeming to be thinking very hard,* "Would one of your people be known to be seen around or at Mirgova? That would be the place, I think..."
Sherrie
"Mirgova?" Nara hisses. The name was unfamiliar to him, but familiar to the Macen. Meaning, it lies somewhere within these foreign lands, far from home. He is even more certain his tribe had been abducted and possibly sold into slavery. Why else would they be so far away? "No, home from Mirgova is far. Tribes don't go far from home." Phillip may be able to detect a hint of anger from the Naga, yet he seems grateful nonetheless. "Thank you. You give to me direction."
Katherin
*Phillip wonders what Nara is angry about, but decides to drop it.* "So what will you do with this information, good companion?"
Sherrie
Nara flicks his tail, seemingly still agitated but a calmer. "I find Mirgova. Find tribe member." Easy enough to say, but he doesn't seem to have a solid plan yet. He'd probably just try to find out where it is and slither his way there hoping he'd bump into what he's looking for.
Katherin
"I see, I wish you a fair journey if you do indeed decide to go through with it." *Phillip can piece together what Nara's plight might be, but decides it isn't in his place to speak about it.*
Sherrie
"And for you, good hunt." He nods. To start, he's going to need directions, and this man probably isn't the best person to ask. But as he said before, they were near a human colony. A town or city, they called it. He drapes his cloak across his back once more and slithered down the tree holding his naginata. It's quite a sight. He looked like a living rope, coiling and uncoiling around the tree as he lowers himself to the ground. "I go to human town now. You can come if not want be lost."
Katherin
"Nah, I'm fine with getting lost again" *Phillip goes back into the bushes, without rustling this time, what about before? Why is he now not having issue with it, anyways he's gone out of sight.*
Sherrie
*Strange human*. That was once again proved by how Phillip would rather get lost again in the woods, even after he pointed out the way to town. That was Phillips own decision though, so Nara didn't feel the need to fuss over it. He merely shrugged and slithered away.