Name: Dyami (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6910106#msg6910106)<br/>Status: Native<br/>Tagging: Mae, Kris, Willow, and don’t forget Apa.<br/>Location: In the forest, counting survivors<br/><hr/><br/>Hiding in the trees Dyami grimaces hearing his sister, Mae, mention the waterfall.  He had grown accustomed to hearing it he forgot it would attract the attention of people needing fresh water like these survivors on the beach.  He makes a mental note to talk to the tribe and station someone on the falls as a lookout, he’d rather these people knew they were not alone on the island than have them know where the camp was before they were trusted.  “I hope they do band together and make it” he says to Mae. “Kris’s parents were just like them once and look at all the good they did for the tribe.  I just want us to trust them first.”<br/><br/>Waiting and watching, narrowly avoiding getting seen as they move into the forest to get changed into their new found clothing. Seeing Willow he motions her over "What's going on?" She whispered, peering through the leaves.  Seeing the people were on the beach "Who are they?".  Dyami answers, “we don’t know yet Willow, they’re ship sank and these few washed up on shore.” Looking out at all the bodies “but they must be from a very big tribe.”<br/><br/>“Ow what the…” Dyami exhales. Very nearly gives away their position. “Apa!” he hisses recognizing the little monkey.  “Where’s Kris?” instinctively looking up to find her, letting Apa go as he climbs over to Mae.<br/><br/>“Here,” Dyami says to Willow handing her his stick with the notches cut in it.  Take this back to the tribe elders and tell them this many survivors have landed and I’m here with, alone.” Winking at Willow, “can you do that for me?”<br/><br/>“Now what are we going to do about them” he muses.  “Ideas you two?”  Grimacing as he watches one of them very clearly attach a knife to a pole making a crude spear.  “How do we best protect the village.” He murmurs to himself.<br/>