Sir Huckstable leaned in his crotch parting the thicket to view the savage rituals.  He had nothing to defend himself against these pagans.  He raised his naked arm to wipe the sweat from his sunburned face.  After his stare into the life of the dangerous race Theodore withdrew.  slinking off into the jungle.  Not far from the tribe he heard a hissing.  Theodore stared about him, he knew the deadly serpents of this area were nearly impossible to see however he could not run for fear of being heard by the island's residence.  Vines about him dropped, Huckstable's heart jumped in his chest a wheeze of breathlessness escaped him as he grabbed at the vines looking for which one could be the vicious serpent.  It wasn't until he felt a swelling upon his leg that he realized he hand laid so still the snake thought him a trunk.  Theodore reached down between his legs and grabbed the snake by the head punching it against the soft soil beneath him, smothering the creature.  It's body wrapped about Theodore cutting off his circulation.  A groan of pain escaped the explorer.  He placed his bare foot over the serpents head and separated the body from the brain.  The gruesome snap sent Sir Huckstable flying backwards onto the vines  he had pulled down they cradled him for a second before the branch they wrapped about snapped with a thunder load crack.  The huge limb holding Theodore down.