Arkain smiles listening to Azlant and Jaku talk. His connection with Jaku is surprisingly strong. He has to agree with the changes that Jaku been through he does seem happiest as a naga. When Jaku talks about the power of Kellus' furies within him he feels about for it. He lets out a gasp when he touches it. Jaku was right the power was incredible. His hunger for magic grows even stronger. He wants it so badly but restrains himself. He is not sure if Azlant or one of the other furies would catch on to what he's doing. The power he is absorbing as Jaku is preparing to give him birth is incredible. He has to keep him head on straight and not let the magic madness take over besides he barely even start to imagine what power he will absorb when Jaku gives birth to him.<br/><br/>Arkain reaches up towards where he feels Jaku hands against him and rubs the vaginal walls. "I know we will. I am confident Azlant will find a place for you. Just be careful." Arkain nods and starts to squirm his whole body about the best he can in his tight confines. "I am so sorry Jaku. If I knew how to speed things along or make this more comfortable for you, you know I would. I promise I will make it up to you some how when you let me out."  He nuzzles your vaginal walls softly.<br/><br/>The villager, a young antho-otter, about 6 feet high and slender, never felt the sea fairing life was for him.  He loved exploring the forest studying it. It was the only time he was at peace. The villagers and even his family shunned him. It was unthinkable of an otter to anything that wasn't sea related. He didn't care. But now is his chance for redemption. The path of this creature appears to be heading toward the coast. It could find it's way to their village. Should he warn them? No. Not until he knows what it is and is certain its a threat. The otter continues to follow the trail. The going is slow from all the trees knocked down.