The wrath of Vulkoor filled her blade with his power, and as the chain flew and wrapped around the foreign devil's throat, his mind and very soul were overcome by the great Claw that promised that while his spirit would be summarily dismissed from sacred Xen'drik, he would not so easily escape the thousands of scorpions devouring it.  Bracing herself with a boot to the chest and with a satisfyingly crunchy yank, Eshira freed her weapon leaving a bloody smear to water the ground.<br/><br/>Kaxxar, flanking with the priestess, struck well with his blade, bloodying the last human poacher, and making his scimitar skitter over Xen'va's scaled armor.  She in turn joined Kaxxar in planting her small blade deep into the man's belly, face-to-face with the young would-be ranger, and giving him a coy smile as they felt the dying man's insides wretch and clench in shock and pain between them, their strange ménage à trois of death.<br/><br/>When he finally started to go limp, she stepped back to let him fall, and the little grove was again quiet except for the breath of the hunters standing over their victims.  "The thirst of Vulkoor is sated with this offering, young one.  I believe you are well on your way to becoming a man this night!" Ek'ann praised the young drow, with a clap on the shoulder and a slap on the ass.  The tension of the battle eased away, and the divine approval of Vukloor flowed into Kaxxar, refilling his vigor and allowing the victorious to survive yet another night in the jungles of Xen'drik.<br/><br/>Poking at the humans' sacks of supplies, Xen'va discovered them with several dreamserpent's skins and fangs.  "Juveniles.  Looks like they poisoned or trapped a nest, they're always so careful not to hurt their precious hides.  But they leave the meat and blood to rot, pffft."<br/><br/>Ek'ann nodded apprasingly.  "Well, in any case, there was a suitable battle, and you return to the tribe with many qulashtaq hides and fangs.  I don't think anyone can argue that you've had a successful inaugural hunt.  The punishment of foreign blasphemers is just as important as the stalking of prey.  Pick them up, Kaxxar, and feel the weight of victory!  This is just the beginning of your ascent to manhood, isn't that right Eshira?"<br/><br/>There would certainly be a party tonight.  Part of the inaugural hunt was allowing the tribe to prepare the festivities in anticipation of the success of the trial:  cooking food, venom-infused alcohol and drugs, preparing to inscribe new tattoos of achievement, dressing available prisoners for sacrifice, and of course, filling the steam hut with incense and fragrant herbs for the traditional orgy to determine if Kaxxar was up to the duty of joining the breeding males, or if he would find himself lacking and joining the women in their role of encouraging the more virile men.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Eshira attack, critical, 18 damage to Scout, dies<br/>Kaxxar (4 hp) shortsword 21, 9 damage to Bandit 3<br/>Poachers<br/> Bandit 3 (2 hp, engaged wtih Kaxxar, Xen'va) scimitar 15, miss Xen'va<br/>Xen'va (7 hp) shortsword 16, 8 damage to Bandit 3, dies<br/>Ek'ann (7 hp) lay on hands, +5 to Kaxxar</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>The conquering heroes returned late in the night, though there was still time before dawn.  Still, the drow village (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ee/60/f5/ee60f5129497e800db7777afae845d89.jpg) was tucked deep in the thick forest and canopy, well-shielded from the harsh sun even during the day.  Ek'ann pushed Kaxxar to the front, to triumphantly lead the way bedecked in dreamserpent hides, letting the tribe see their success, and confirm the celebrations could continue without interruption.<br/><br/>Most were already dressed in simple, easily-removed wraps (http://i.imgur.com/ziK3Vlp.jpg) and slings (http://i.imgur.com/IE8s9Yb.jpg), or just went topless (http://i.imgur.com/OJMDg0X.jpg) in anticipation (http://i.imgur.com/rtpN6v2.jpg) of the festivities (http://i.imgur.com/iIUlRh7.jpg).  A buxom group (http://i.imgur.com/HSyAc7I.jpg) surrounded Kaxxar to relieve him of his buren and ply him with libations, already laced with the herbs and drugs to keep him aroused and alert even through the day, as well as intoxicated.<br/><br/>Someone lit the central bonfire, signalling the return of the party and the imminent official start of the activities.  The dancing girls (http://i.imgur.com/8k60BsB.jpg) paused as Ek'ann asked Eshira, "So, have anything you'd like to address to the tribe, or shall we just kick off the party?"