*I wander carefully off towards the lost villiage, to obtain a peculiar type of wood Id known to grow there, just a finger length segment was all I needed but I picked up a few extra twigs for good measure, then I took the path to the rice patties leizurely gobbling down a bullfango in one snap of my mighty jaws, the whole beast plopping delightfully into my stomach and putting up quite a struggle once engulfed. I proceeded through the newly cleared patties without fear of attack from the ludroth whom skin I now wore as my armor, and whos tender meat now fed my belly, I grin in pride recalling this victorious sensation before remembering what I was here for, reaching into the muddy waters, I rip out a long strip of thick fresh water kelp, yellow in color and rather slimy, though I sling it through the air a few times then squeeze it in my powerful arms before storing it away in the large satchel atop my rump, continuing, this last part I particularely hesitated on, I would have to proceed into the mountains, and with my form so heavily weighted, the mountains lord could easily force me into a fight.*<br/><br/>*I gathered my courage, and marched the long haul up the steep hill into the mountains, upon reaching the grassy spread, I froze, the mountains master was in his bed, but luckily asleep, the zinogre had his back turned towards me, but this was the first time I was able to look him over, his form anthromorphic, and behind him were weapons lined along the stones and hanging from trees, the bones of dozens of monsters decorating the clearing, as well as his body, terrifying and adorned with robes of black and blue, the spikes of his back alined with holes fitted specifically for them, but collecting myself, I looked around for my prize, luckily It was easily found, a white flower growing to the side of a boulder just off to my side, I plucked the blossom and stashed it in my satchel, before making my way back down the way I came. Unsure of whether the Zinogre was awake or asleep, my hopes were for the later. For precaution I doubled back to the  forgotten village before cutting back to the secret cave in the forest, finding Zephyr awaiting for me with quite the surprise*<br/><br/>*As I examine these new weapons, I grin, sending Zephyr the emotions Intrigue and satisfaction*, "You had more? Ive never seen a hunter that carries multiple armaments before", *after a few moments of taking in the weapons image I begin setting up a large kettle in which already has a fair amount of liqued inside which was previously covered by a wooden lid, I begin setting logs and sticks and twigs under the  large stone kettle, before dropping the ingredients in and striking a fire using a vine drooped from my main to rappidly spin a stick into another far faster than a human would be able to manage, the wood kindled in an instant, and my oxygen ritch breath, caused the flames to burst to life in mearely two blows, after which I shuffle over and plop my big rump down beside zephyr, with one great claw laid astride my plumply rounded belly, and the other supporting me like a crutch as I lean over and examine the weaponry Zephyr had brought to my cave*