The Medicine woman cocked her head to the side. "Staying? You are the guest of honor, to sleep anywhere but the Chief's lodge would bring him great shame."<br/>As she spoke the women she had sent away earlier returned with pots full of something with a strong smell.<br/>"And the Chief will not bare the shame of letting guests be hungry either. Stay here, eat now."<br/><br/>The women bowed and set the pots before the Missionaries. It was some kind of Stew, and it had a smell like nothing you could compare with. Or perhaps a mixture of scents that you couldn't quite identify. Whatever it was, the smell was both enticing and terrifying. Like everything these sinful people did...<br/><br/>As the meals entered, the chief shoved the girl tending to his manhood aside and began paying attention once more to his guests.