A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)
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				Title: <strong>A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>12-03-2014, 06:24:32</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Melody</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://thesource.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/amanda-seyfried-hairstyles3.jpg)</div></div></div><br>Melody was in the science lab of the ship that was taking her to this "Death World".&nbsp; She was nervous and scared about going, even with the troops that were being sent with her to protect her, even more so because this was her very first mission.&nbsp; The first time they sent a ship over to investigate the planet, they were never heard from again after a very short while.&nbsp; So, they sent another, and when theirs didn't make it, they sent Melody out with military protection.&nbsp; Her job was to study the flora and fauna of the world, but it would not at all be easy.&nbsp; They had been prepped, on what little information they got out of the last two.&nbsp; The fauna were very dangerous, impossible to approach, will kill you on sight.&nbsp; How she was supposed to study them, she didn't know.&nbsp; Even some of the Flora were dangerous.&nbsp; They were sent out with a few months supplies of food, and by then they should be ready to head home.&nbsp; The mission of this journey was not only to study the local life, but to see if it was habitable or not.&nbsp; If not, then it would be quarantined, a warning to all who may enter, they may not leave.<br><br>"It is January 18, 3118, Log 1" she spoke into a recording device.&nbsp; It wasn't anything fancy like most of the other scientists used, she liked to keep things simple.&nbsp; "This should be our final hours on this ship, then we will be heading into the mostly unknown.&nbsp; What is known about this planet, is that it's very dangerous.&nbsp; We should always be on high alert....I would like to know why they even want me to study these dangerous life forms."<br><br>"Still keeping logs huh?" Asked James, one of the military personal as he came into the room science lab that she would be using most of the time to do most of her research.<br><br>She turned the recorder off and looked at him with her bright green eyes that contrasted perfectly with her strawberry blond.&nbsp; "Somebody has to keep records," she said.&nbsp; "And I don't see you doing any."<br><br>"Well," he said.&nbsp; "I can assure you, it's not going to be a couple more hours.&nbsp; We're here and I was sent to retrieve you."<br><br>"We're here already?" she asked getting up.<br><br>"Well, let's go get camp set up and while you guys do that, I need a few men to cover me while I go do a little bit of exploring."<br><br>"Yes mam," he said with a smirk on his face.<br><br>She rolled her eyes.<br><br>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>"Still January 18.&nbsp; Log 2.&nbsp; Already we're having problems.&nbsp; We've lost two men today, one of them was eaten by a plant!&nbsp; A plant!&nbsp; And it didn't even look dangerous!&nbsp; This has me really terrified to go out and explore more but...I have to.&nbsp; One more incident like this and I'm calling it quits though.&nbsp; I'm not risking my ass just so the government can make calls on whether a planet can be lived on.&nbsp; Not to mention it's extremely hot here, and humid."&nbsp; She reaches for her bottle of water and takes a drink.&nbsp; Trying to forget the screams of that soldier as....she shivered.&nbsp; "After the plant, we decided to get back to camp before we could lose anyone else.&nbsp; Only then we were chased by something.&nbsp; I don't know what though, it wasn't like anything I've ever seen and it was huge.&nbsp; It got one of the remaining five men I had with me, and fortunately James was able to kill it before it could finish killing him.&nbsp; Unfortunately, it was poisonous and Matt died anyways.&nbsp; Nothing we could do to save him."&nbsp; She choked up a bit on those last words.<br><br>She turned the recorder off, with nothing else to say then, tears in her eyes.&nbsp; She knew she couldn't be soft on a mission like this, but still.&nbsp; They were her friends.&nbsp; She had bonded with them on the trip here.&nbsp; "I think we should get back onto the ship where it's safer."<br><br>She nodded, "Yeah, okay."<br><br>Just then, the ground started to shake, it was an earthquake, and a giant one.&nbsp; Everyone was knocked to the ground.&nbsp; It wasn't a long one, thank goodness, but it was very rough.&nbsp; She was sure that there was going to be a mess on the inside of the ship now.&nbsp; And was she right, everything that hadn't been bolted down was strewn everywhere.&nbsp; "Great," she muttered, seeing that all of the expensive equipment in the ship was now more or less ruined.<br><br>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>"Log 3, 19th, early in the morning.&nbsp; Not much else had happened since that Earthquake.&nbsp; Though we were waken up by a loud noise that was very close to our ship.&nbsp; It sounded huge."&nbsp; She heard the sound again and still had her recording going on.&nbsp; "We're about to go out on another trek, trying to get some research done.&nbsp; To be honest....I'm terrified of going out....." She heard screaming going on and gunfire she ran out, the recorder still going.<br><br>"What's going....!"&nbsp; Her eyes widened when she saw the beast.&nbsp; It made a sound, just like the one they've been hearing all morning.&nbsp; It had razor sharp claws, sleek black skin, and horns on it's head.&nbsp; It was ready to charge at them.&nbsp; "HOLY SHIT!" She screamed as it was ready to charge at her.&nbsp; But James shot at it, got it's attention, and it went after him instead.&nbsp; "JAMES!" she screamed.<br><br>"RUN!" he yelled, running for his own life, shooting occasionally.<br><br>She was too scared to move, there weren't many of them left, how could she run and survive on her own?&nbsp; These trained men couldn't even do it.&nbsp; She was tempted to run to the ship and get it started, getting everyone else on board, and taking off, back home to Earth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>12-03-2014, 07:44:42</strong>
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				Regdar Kneeled in jungle and inspected the ground carefully. There was a slain Azer, One of the lesser creatures of the forest but still deadly to those who paied no attention or chose to needlessly disturb its territory. As he kneeled he took care as always to stay as appraised of his sorroundings as possible. His peoples almost innate paranioa and sense of danger helped them survive for uncountable generations. To a time where even stories and fires were not shared amongst tribe mates. But that simple age was a long, long ways behind them. <br>As he inspected the Azer he noticed a few things, One was that it was not slain for meat, Strange indeed but not unheard of, Self defence was a good enough reason. If it was an animal that fought this azer than he doubted it would have left the carcass behind. And it was killed in a very odd way. There seemed to be holes and chips in its armoured hide made from claws or weapons he could not identify. And there was red blood, Definatly not the Azer's. It claimed a victim? He knew their poison to be incredibly painful and crippling but not lethal. By far they were some of the least venomous creatures in this land. <br>This mystery of the owner of the blood presented a question. A series of them really. This shade of blood was new to him. There were some creatures he knew and fought in his life that changed their shapes and appearances rapidly, After every kill they became different. Taking on some of the great aspects of their prey like speed or strength or even extra eyes he saw once. A quick survey of the area told him several things. One that the blood trail led off into a dense cluster of Terror vines. Undoubtedly that whatever this creature was, they were caught unawares. But blood was hardly new in this jungle. He could walk a dozen paces in any direction and some across some animal of any size and type feeding. But he had never seen something in this forest kill as it has done. If this was some new creature, He needed to see it first hand so he could warn his tribe for the next time they went hunting. <br>He stood to his feet, His massive frame somehow slipping through the trees with almost no sound or disturbance. He walked with a practiced grace equalling the fierce Razorcats themselves. His garb was simple. He wore only a few strips of Rough hide, tied with muscle sinew around his feet and genitals. Even these were not worn for any reason of modesty or shame, it was a warm time in this land. Furs and hide were not needed. Most of his tribe were probably naked themselves. He only wore these pieces to protect himself and his vital and most exposed areas from thorns on the ground or insects. On his right arm there was a visciously curved and serrated fang, Easily a foot and a half long if not two. and straight from the mouth of a Rakkor beast. This too was tied to his arm and wrist by way of tightly bound sinews. In his left hand was a crude spear made of little more than a rough and naturally straight (mostly) branch of wood&nbsp; and a several inches of crude but undeniably sharp stone on the end. <br>He raced through the brush to follow these odd foot steps and trails of blood. Eventually he knew he was not the only one following the trail as he recognized the tracks into this softer muddier ground as a Athach. Whatever he was pursuing did not have to long. Those horned ones were merciless in pursuit and possessed and nearly infinate level of endurance. As he reached a sea cliff of relitavly barren rock. An outcropping his tribe new well and even used for some of their most important rituals. But what he saw there made him stop in his tracks and stare in confused awe. Never in his lifetime could he hope to explain this..... this.... thing. It was huge. What was it even made of? It was not stone. It had legs but did not move them. But for all he knew it was some great sky-beast that chose to make its nest on this peak. He decided that whatever it was, he would not risk its ire and attack it. He was tempted to edge his way back into the forest when the sounds of gurgled screaming reached his ears. Thats when he tore his gaze away from the giant creature? And focused on the scene before him. There were maybe a half dozen creatures that were fighting below this great reflective being. Was this some sacrifice to their gods? Was the great beast they fought under a deity of the land or sky? He doubted it when he saw the expressions on some of the pale skinned creatures faces. They seemed to be trying to fight the Athach. And failing by the looks on one fo the beings who was swiped by its razor claws and left to gurgle his life fluid on the hard ground. He made a mistake of assuming he could flank the beast without it noticing. Athach's were simple minded but cunning if they wanted to be. He payed the price for assumptions as all hunters eventually most hunters do.<br>He watched from the treeline at first, not wanting to interfere. Quite simply he was to amazed at what he saw. They seemed to be using talismans Against the beast? They looked like spear but they did not have stone tips like his own. And periodically they spat flashes that looked like fire and made incredible noise. He could only assume they were magic, But this was a lot of magic for five beings to have. Were they messengers of the gods? He doubted they were gods themselves or they would have no trouble defeating this beast. He saw wounds or minor scratches open on the beasts hide but nothing to cripple or injure it. A part of him smiled and gripped his spear assured. Serves them right for relying on magic when good muscle could do the work. <br>As he looked across the mayham he noticed a creature different from the others. She was small, thin. She looked very delicate. With large breasts and a nicely curved body shape that reminded him of the woman of his own people. But she had fur? Was it fur? He has never seen fur that colour, and it only grew from its head. He could think of no benifical purpose that could serve for survival. <br>For whatever reason seeing this creature spurred the same feeling in his body as it would for any other woman of his people. An overwhelming sense of protection for a being more delicate than himself. He fought against it, not wanting to tangle with an Athach, much less the giant Creature that stood on three legs. And what if those shamans turned their talismans on him after he was done aiding them? He did not want to die by magic, he wanted a warriors death. One of pride and dignity. <br><br>But then again.... his mind worked. Maybe if he helped these shamans they could be agreed to leave his people alone. Not to take or ask sacrifices or tribute from his tribe in return for his help. That was a tempting idea as well. Soon it was his protective male instincts and not his want for tribal protection against magic that won out and he cursed the gods before lifting his spear and letting loose a deep throated roar of challenge to the Athach and let the shamans know of his presence as a warrior. His roar was loud and echoing and could practically be felt as vibrations in the body. His mighty legs crossed the ground between him and the shamans in seconds and he thrust his spear out into the back haunch of the creature. His great strength and crude but sturdy spear allowed him to accomplish what the puny talismans of the shamans could not. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 05:15:21</strong>
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				Before Melody could do anything, a humannoid creature came barreling down towards the beast that was attacking them, killing it effectively.&nbsp; Unfortunately, he didn't get there in time.&nbsp; The beast had just killed James and she, along with two other soldiers were left.&nbsp; They were mortally wounded though, and dying.&nbsp; "NO!" she screamed out, mourning the loss of her dear friends that she had grown so close to.&nbsp; She prepared herself for her own death, only it didn't come.&nbsp; Instead, she was "saved" by a humanoid creature, who wasn't even supposed to exist on this planet.&nbsp; Tears were in her eyes as she watched him kill the beast who had killed her dear friends and protectors.<br><br>Her instincts kicked in then, and she started to run for the ship, intending to get medical supplies and tend to the two wounded soldiers, not caring if she couldn't really do anything to save them.&nbsp; She had to try, then she would load them onto the ship the best she could, and leave back to Earth.&nbsp; She didn't even pay attention to the humanoid now, as she was desperate to save her friends.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 05:52:33</strong>
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				(OOC: I just realized there was a paragraph missing from the end of my first post. Oh well)<br><br>Regdar kicked over the Beasts corpse and heaved to pull his spear out of the tight suction of the flesh. He inspected the tip of his spear, A few chips were added to its already rough appearance. Piercing this creatures rough hide did it's crude edge no favours. His tribe could do much with the meat and bones. But carrying the weight of this carcass through the forest was not a particularly appealing task. For one the weight alone would slow him, and the smell of its blood would only attract unwelcome attention. If he had fellow Tribesman to defend him as he moved then it would be an option. But for now he simply looked over at the two surviving and injured shamans. The smaller, womanly looking one had fled somewhere. From him maybe? did his roar frighten it? That was an appealing thought to be able to inspire fear in a shaman. He knew of nothing however to alleviate their suffering. He was certain his tribes medicine woman may be able to use some of her mysticism and herbs to do something. But he had none of that knowledge, or materials at hand.<br><br>He looked around the clearing for signs of this other shaman. He noticed that the reflective.... thing had its mouth wide open. Did she crawl inside of it? was it a cave of something other than stone? He gripped his spear tightly and slowly started to back away as the magnitude of this area hit him. If they were messengers of gods what if they were evil gods. was the small creature alerting its masters to a sacrifice? Each slow and deliberate step brought him closer to the edge of the forest and the safety of the tree line. 
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				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 06:34:01</strong>
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				((It's okay ^_^.&nbsp; Last reply then going to bed.&nbsp; Night))<br><br>Before he could make it a few steps, she was already rushing out of the ship, barely even noticing him.&nbsp; If he was going to attack her, she thought, he would have already done so.&nbsp; She was carrying a medic bag, knowing a bit about nursing but not much.&nbsp; Their Medic having been killed in this recent attack.&nbsp; She ran over to the extremely injured, but alive men who were grasping at a few moments of life, and knelt down next to them.&nbsp; She started rummaging through the bag, but before she could find anything useful, the one closest to her reached up and touched her arm.&nbsp; He smiled a bit before coughing up some blood and taking some deep breaths.&nbsp; He was clawed up pretty badly.&nbsp; "Don't....bother Mel....Melody," he said with great difficulty.&nbsp; "It's too...late for us...just..."&nbsp; he was unable to speak now, groaning with as much pain as he was in.<br><br>"Get...back to the...ship and leave," the other one said.<br><br>She shook her head no, tears in her eyes.&nbsp; "I don't want to leave you." She said, but it was too late for the one who still had a hold of her arm.<br><br>"Go....home," was the second ones last words before she was left all alone on this strange, deadly planet.<br><br>She just sat there, on her knees, quietly letting the tears fall before she started mourning her loss.&nbsp; How was it, that she, someone who wouldn't have lasted five minutes on this planet without them, was the lone survivor?&nbsp; It didn't seem fair.&nbsp; She remembered the picture Matt had shown her, of his family that he couldn't wait to get back to.&nbsp; And James was getting married soon.&nbsp; It just wasn't fair.&nbsp; "I'll make sure you're remembered," she said softly.&nbsp; "All of you."
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				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 08:11:27</strong>
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				Regdar stopped his slow withdrawl as the remaining creature kneeled before its fallen fellows and wept. Admittedly, losing nearly five people in one hunt was a tragedy. One that even his people would mourn. Even though they were long since accustomed to death in this land. One more lost life was nothing new. He stood awkwardly, Heavily unsure of how to proceed. Should he help the shamans? Run from the last remaining and leave her to her fate in the jungle. <br><br>From what he saw of her fellows even their talismans could not save them from the beasts of this place. And to simply leave her, even with this Impressive cave that stood on legs. It was probably mean her death. Instead of retreating he slowly started to take cautious and silent steps forward. The last thing he wanted was for her to pick up a talisman and use it against him. Though seeing how ineffectual it was against the Athach, He probably stood a decent chance if she did. He moved like a hunter, not making a sound across the bare and rocky ground. it wasn't until he was right beside her that he made his presence known buy a simple tap on the ground with the but of his spear. 
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				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 18:56:55</strong>
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				Melody hadn't noticed him come forward, or that he was even next to her until he tapped his spear on the ground.&nbsp; She jumped, startled, and looked up at him with her sodden eyes.&nbsp; She took in his appearance, which was very strange, but they did have stranger back on earth ever since other planets started migrating there.&nbsp; She was a bit scared of him though, and it showed on her face.&nbsp; She had no idea if he was going to attack and kill her, or something else.&nbsp; Slowly, she started moving away from him out of that fear.
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				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 21:20:03</strong>
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				He watched the shaman scramble away from him and he was more than a little surprised. Why would she, a user of magics fear him? He took another step closer to her and realized that probably wasn't making her any less afraid. Once again he was at a loss, he looked around, as if the ground and the corpses might give him inspiration on how to proceed. He decided to a traditional show of peace between members of different tribes. He lifted his spear and turned it upside down so the tip was facing downwards and thrust it into the ground. A show that while he was still easily able to draw his spear and attack, he was willing to put it aside for the time being in the interests of possibly working together, or at least agreeing not to kill each other for a temporary period of time.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 22:00:05</strong>
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				When he took another step closer, she scrambled away some more and automatically said in a fearful voice, "Stay back!"&nbsp; When he lifted his spear, she coward a bit, until she noticed him thrusting it into the ground.&nbsp; She looked at him curiously.&nbsp; What was he doing?&nbsp; Was he....trying to show her he was peaceful by putting down his weapon?&nbsp; Slowly, she stood up, and looked him up and down.&nbsp; Melody pointed to the beast he had just killed and said in a slow voice, "Thank you."&nbsp; She knew he wouldn't be able to understand her, but she felt she should say it.
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				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 22:47:13</strong>
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				He looked to the carcass of the dead beast. tank uo? what that her name for it? Or was she claiming the meat and furs as her own? Or claim this kill as her own. That hardly seemed fair, Shaman or not he delivered the final blow. Even if he was not willing to carry the carcass back as proof, the gods should recognise his strength and achievement. He pointed to the beast as she did. "Athach, It is my kill, My strength." He was still wary about angering shamans, so maybe an offering of goodwill was needed right now. "You may have meat, Fur is mine." He would make a stand by claiming some of the carcass. It would not do good to back down. 
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				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 23:48:37</strong>
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				It was clear he wasn't understand her and she couldn't understand him.&nbsp; His tongue sounded so different than she was used to, more primal.&nbsp; But she seemed to have upset him a bit.&nbsp; She pointed to it again, and then pointed at him.&nbsp; "Thank you," she repeated slowly, pointing from him to the beast and back to him again.&nbsp; Hoping this time he understood....somewhat.
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				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 00:05:41</strong>
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				From her gestures along with the same words as before he could only guess that she was offering him the animals corpse. To take from it as he pleased. Whether she was offering this out of fear, or out of respect for saving her he didn't mind. He may not be able to take the meat back with him. But he could at least take the pelt and its claws. He left his spear in the ground and walked over to the carcass and knelt before it. He clenched his fit and brought the razor sharp fang to bear, cutting open the beast and beginning the slow process of skinning the pelt. He was not one of the tribes butchers by any means. But he still had some ability to strip an animals flesh. Not as cleanly as they could maybe but he made do with the situation. 
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				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 01:15:21</strong>
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				The site sickened her a bit and she turned away from it.&nbsp; Instead, she pulled out her recorder and spoke into it.&nbsp; "Log 4....they're all dead."&nbsp; She started to tear up again.&nbsp; "The beast that attacked...."&nbsp; She couldn't continue that.&nbsp; "A native of this planet killed it.&nbsp; If it weren't for him.....I'd be dead too.&nbsp; He seems friendly enough, despite the hostility of the rest of the planet.&nbsp; I should stay and study him, but I won't....I need to get away from this place, it should be quarantined despite the proof you can live here.&nbsp; It's just too dangerous if you aren't born here.&nbsp; I plan to return home soon."&nbsp; She looked back over at the native.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 02:14:01</strong>
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				Regdar quickly made work of the thick pelt. It would keep one of his tribe nicely warm in the cold season. The beast looked even more frightening with its skin off and its powerful muscles exposed. it took on a far more sinister appearance now. He searched for a rock and suddenly began to pound the skull with brute force. Seeking to break it into pieces, a challenge considering how thick and tough its bones were. He was not taking his rage out on the beast though that was certainly how this probably appeared at first. But when the skull was broken enough that he was able to free the valuable horns he stopped. He wrapped those in the pelt, Smashing each of its large plate sized paws so he could pick the claws and their attached fingers from the wreckage. These too were placed with the horns in the pelt. <br><br>When he was done with the brutal display his hands were quite clearly coated in blood. He used the fang lashed to his wrist to cut a sizable chunk of meat from its hind leg. He held it out to the shaman as a token of good will. To him there was nothing abnormal about one person offering a bloody and crudely sliced piece of flesh to another.
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				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 02:30:49</strong>
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				Melody turned the recorder off and looked back to watch him.&nbsp; She grimaced at the site, finding it very gruesome, and really glad that the creature was dead now.&nbsp; She was curious why he started bashing in it's skull, but soon found out when he took the horns.&nbsp; Then he did the same to the paws and she was glad the animal wasn't alive to feel this.&nbsp; Yes, it was extremely dangerous, but so were animals back on Earth.&nbsp; She didn't think any of them deserved to die.&nbsp; Though....if this one hadn't, she'd be dead to and she wished it had died sooner so that her comrades wouldn't be dead.&nbsp; When he offered her some of the meat, she had a look of disgust on her face and shook her head no.&nbsp; She pointed to the ship and said, "Home."&nbsp; Then she headed started heading towards it, planning to go home.&nbsp; She wished there was more she could do for her team though, but she couldn't.
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				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 03:03:41</strong>
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				he did not understand her movements. But the expression on her face looked like on of contempt. He bristled angrily as she so casually expressed her distaste for his offering. And when she pointed to her cave, what did that mean? was he to take it inside like a servant? He stood up, his own face showing his anger at her seeming assumptions. "No!" he growled. And casually threw the meat over the side of the cliff. He stormed over to his spear and pulled it out of the ground. He was going to remove the corpse for her to keep hungry predators away but now he didn't want to. Let the Arrogant shaman be attacked again for all he cared. "Warrior!" he he said proudly. He wasn't some damned servant. He gathered the pelt and his prizes in a bundle over his one shoulder. <br><br>(ya aside from kidnapping her there really isn't a real reason for him not to let her go. And he really doesn't have an excuse to kidnap her.)
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				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 04:56:15</strong>
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				Melody turned around when she heard him growl something angrily.&nbsp; Apparently she had offended him.&nbsp; "Wait!" she called out as he started gathering his items.&nbsp; She ran up to him and tried to get him to look at her.&nbsp; She pointed to herself and then to the ship.&nbsp; "Home," she repeated.&nbsp; She thought maybe if she were to give him something to eat she would appease him.&nbsp; "Food," she said, and then made motions of eating hoping he would understand.&nbsp; Then, she motioned for him to follow her and said food again, hoping he would at least come.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 05:11:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt a hand on his arm and his head whipped around to spy her. He watched her confusing actions with increasing annoyance. But he gathered that she wanted him to follow her into her cave. But for what purpose? to use magics on him? That was a frightening fate indeed. He whiteknuckled his spear and followed her slowly into the mouth of the cave. The stone tip was none to subtly pointing her direction as he moved. Ready to lash out if he felt himself being overcome by spells or spirits or whatever else resided in this cave. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 05:21:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He of course wouldn't have any of these experiences, though it would be like he stepped into something strange and different, nothing he'd ever heard of before.&nbsp; Everything in the ship was white, or metal, sometimes even a light blue.&nbsp; She walked into the kitchen area and grabbed a chocolate bar.&nbsp; She opened it up and held it up to him.&nbsp; "Food."&nbsp; She said again, and took a small bite out of it, showing him it was edible, and handed it to him to see if he would try it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 05:44:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked in wonder at the inside of this cave. It was far more expansive, the walls were not made of rock and stone like his. And they were made of odd colours he rarely saw in stone. Everything seemed just... different. To a degree it frightened him. <br><br>His head spun to eye her as she took a bite of something small and brown. he carefully reached out when it was proffered to him and quickly grasped it. As their hands came closer he noticed how much larger his was from her own. It looked as if he could snap her arm in half with a twist of his wrist alone if he tried. Never the less he brought the strange item to his nose and carefully sniffed it. It smelled different, not wholely unpleasant. He risked a small bite from its end. It tasted sweet, sweeter than anything he was accustomed to. He took a second bite before deciding he didn't like it and offering it back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 06:34:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help but giggle a bit at his refusal.&nbsp; She took it back from him and threw it away.&nbsp; She motioned for him to follow before bringing him into her lab.&nbsp; She wanted to do a bit of studying on him, though she knew he may not react positively to some of the technology.&nbsp; When she got there, she asked patted the seat before sitting down on it.&nbsp; Then she got up and pointed to him, hoping he would comply.&nbsp; If he did or did not, it didn't matter.&nbsp; She grabbed a scanner, a rectangular shaped gray box, and turned it on.&nbsp; First, she used it on herself to show him it didn't hurt, and then she slowly tried to approach him with it.&nbsp; If he'd let her, she'd scan him to see what she could pick up, just to learn a little more about him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 06:47:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her soft laugh put him a little more at ease. From what he heard fo her voice it was soft and welcoming. He followed her through this strange cave, eyeing everything as some sort of magical talisman that could reach out and kill him at any moment. He watched her sit on something. Whatever it was it was far nicer than any of the rough stones or logs his people sat on. He slowly eased himself onto the lightly cushioned seat and heard the material groan slightly beneath his weight. For a second he thought he did something wrong but when nothing happened he eased. But when the shaman pulled out another talisman and pointed it at him. He sprang to his feet and brought his spear out in front of him and aimed the rough tip at the scanner. Taking a single step backward to put distance between him and whatever it was she was holding. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 07:25:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sensing his distress at the scanner, she pulled it back and talked to him in a calm soothing voice.&nbsp; She knew he couldn't understand her, but he didn't need to be so scared.&nbsp; "It's okay," she said soothingly.&nbsp; "Look."&nbsp; She scanned it over her chest and a little x ray hologram of her popped up.&nbsp; With this, she could take a look inside and examine everything.&nbsp; She held it up, but didn't advance, wondering if he would come to her and let her run it over him.&nbsp; Hopefully doing it on herself would ease him a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 08:09:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Was that her spirit that appeared? A thousand thoughts were racing through his mind and none of them were good. He assumed that box was a talisman to pull the spirit from the body, after that did she trap it? would it be let out of the talisman? or held there forever? Would she have control over him? her soothing tone meant nothing to him and only made him think she was trying to lure and entice him into giving up his spirit. He gave a short thrust with his spear to make his intentions clear. There would be no talismans near him this day or any other. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 08:26:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he resisted the second time and actually thrust his spear at it, she gave up.&nbsp; She set it down.&nbsp; Her curiosity was really getting to her and she needed to know more about him and his people.&nbsp; She wondered if she could get him to take her to them.&nbsp; She pulled out her recorder once more.&nbsp; "Subject feels threatened by machinery.&nbsp; If he can kill that beast outside, I certainly don't want to upset him.&nbsp; I have to go about this gently.&nbsp; Will try to have him take me to his people....let's just hope they are hostile."<br><br>She started walking out, motioning for him to follow, hoping he would.&nbsp; She would leave the ship and then point at him and then to the jungle, "Home."&nbsp; She hoped he understood what she was trying to tell him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 18:22:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He picked up his bundle and followed the shaman, Constantly he waved to follow was becoming infuriating. As if she was expecting him to be at her beck as call. He was even more surprised when she pointed to the jungle. He assumed she wanted him to go away now that he has resisted her attempts at magic. That also infuriated him. He was not her servant. And he wanted to prove it. He suspected that she was weak without her talismans, or at least that's what he was hoping. He lowered the hand that was grabbing his pelts and quickly threw her over his shoulder. If she wanted him to return to his tribe then she was coming back, as his prisoner or prize. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 19:11:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melody was expecting him to go back to his home, but not to kidnap her as he did.&nbsp; She struggled against him, demanding to be put down.&nbsp; Of course he didn't understand what she was saying though her movements should be clear enough.&nbsp; A million thoughts were running through her head, was he going to hold her captive?&nbsp; Was he going to sacrifice her?&nbsp; That was a huge possibility among primal peoples, sacrifice.&nbsp; Maybe he thought her a danger to his people and is bringing her home to see what they would do about her.&nbsp; It didn't matter, she thought.&nbsp; She'd find out soon enough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 20:04:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Be Silent!" He Demanded and picked up his speed. The run through the jungle, for that's what it was. Was smoother than he could hope for. He feared That with her struggling she would make to much noise and unwelcome beasts would be drawn to them. he was not in the mood to fend himself off from the dangers of this forest yet again this day. <br><br>When he finally reached his tribe his breathing was only slightly heavier than usual. Far less than one would assume for carrying a woman and a bundle of thick pelt and bones at once. Their were several caves all strewn into a Mountain side. Natural formations his tribe had come across generations ago and made their home. It was a good spot. The spirits provided many deep caves and tunnels for his tribes safety. There was much space. <br><br>People were gathering at first to welcome their hunter back from his trip, especially after seeing the bundle he carried. But that excitement soon turned to confusion as he set down the strange woman and called for the tribe's leaders. Soon all manner of Saurans were coming to see this strange being. The men of the race were all like Regdar, tall, massively built and seemingly capable of ripping small trees from the ground. While the woman were smaller, softer, They looked much like the odd creature did. Smooth curves and large breasts. There were also many more woman than men in the tribe. Nearly double. Another survival adaption of the species. More woman means more children which means the better chance of the next generation surviving. Or at least some of the next generation surviving. it was a primitive tactic of numbers. But their species is surviving. So one cannot claim it doesn't work. <br><br>Soon Three people pushed through the crowd to stand before their warrior and his captive. Where as most of the tribe were fairly young, with life being harsh and short. These three were much older. And their eyes spoke of wisdom and a life of hardship and perserverence. One was the Tribes shaman, easily the oldest of the three. No beard or grey hair marked his age but his skin was softer and clearly aged more. As well as a lighter shade than the darker skin of the young. The other two were the older but still strong tribe cheiftan and his wife who was the medicine woman. They all looked down at Melody as Regdar recounted his story.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 00:39:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She of course, couldn't understand when he spoke too, so she continued to struggle.&nbsp; Though, it wasn't until they were almost there that she finally stopped, realizing it was useless and she gave an aggravated sigh.&nbsp; She had no idea what she had done to get kidnapped by him?&nbsp; Though...was it really something she did or did he just take her just because?&nbsp; She had involuntarily angered him a couple times, so...that could be why?&nbsp; She had nothing to do but think about all of this, until he set her down and she was faced by his tribe.&nbsp; Her eyes widened at the nakedness of everyone, but...what else was she expecting really?&nbsp; This wasn't a modern civilization.&nbsp; And what surprised her the most was how many more women there were to men.<br><br>She was so small compared to everyone though, even the women were a bit bigger than her, but considerably smaller than the men.&nbsp; All eyes were on her, but three elders stepped forward and examined her, while her captor spoke.&nbsp; She wondered what was going on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 04:38:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tribal elders starred down at the shaman. Redgar story was strange to say the least. Talk of Talismans and magic and of that very magic failing in the hands of those trained to use it. And she was garbed in ....odd clothes to say the least. They were not off any animal he could recognize. The fur was fine and thin, far to thin to stay warm in the cold season. And to soft to be useful in defence against a Rakkor's fangs or a razorbeast's claws. As far as anyone could tell they served no functional purpose. And her own natural fur. It was of a strange colour indeed. Yellow and yet, not completely. And her eyes? Multiple colours? <br><br>The three elders looked to eachother before the Shaman stepped forward. He knew the most about primal spirits and magics out of the entire tribe. If anyone was wise enough to discern this shamans purpose. It was him. "Who are you?" He asked. "What command over the spirits, do you have?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 17:47:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melody looked between them all, not sure what they were saying or discussing.&nbsp; She could get that they were all confused by her though and possibly even threatened.&nbsp; How could she blame them though?&nbsp; She would feel the same way if in their position.&nbsp; Though, when one of them stepped forward and looked at her, speaking to her, she didn't know how to respond.&nbsp; "I...I don't understand what your saying," she said.&nbsp; Confusion written all over her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 22:05:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The shaman tried to dicipher her words with little success. Was she simply speaking? it was entirely possible she was asking a similar question to him. But in a tongue unknown to them. The spirits and their shamans supposedly lived far away from them. "Your Title?" he asked again slowly. When he saw the same confused stare he turned to the tribe chieftan. "She cannot Listen. She does not speak in our voice." The tribal chief was wary of this woman. He did not know if keeping here hear could bring vengeance from the spirits for taking their shaman, if she even was a messenger for the spirits. Or if keeping her would prove beneficial. it was another mouth to feed. But their tribes hunts have been mostly successful. <br><br>"Can you find her voice?" The shaman thought for a second and nodded. Curiosity was getting the better of them. Whether it would prove disasterous or fateful was yet to be seen. "You will watch shaman." the chief nodded to Regdar. He found her and brought her back. She was his responsibility. He casually picked her up over his shoulder as the chief told all the gatherers to return to their activities. He carried her through one of the caves to his little nich in the rock. It was enough for his needs. A simple pile of furs to remain warm when the cold struck. He brought woman back here often as was his right as a male and from his strength as a hunter. He casually dropped her into the pile of furs and rested his spear against the rough cave wall. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 23:08:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't respond to him the second time, couldn't respond.&nbsp; She had no idea what he was asking of her.&nbsp; Then they talked for a bit and the next thing she knew, she was over his shoulder again.&nbsp; She pounded his back and struggled some more.&nbsp; "I can walk you know!" she huffed in frustration, not caring if he couldn't understand her.&nbsp; She landed with an oof on his furs and she looked up at him.&nbsp; Since he set his spear down, she suspected this was his home.&nbsp; Was he expecting her to stay right there?&nbsp; Well, that wasn't going to happen, she had some observing to do.&nbsp; She stood up, and started walking away, intending to exit the cave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 23:31:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The arrogance of the shaman amazed him. With little physical effort he quickly reached out to grab her shoulder and pull her back into his cave. He was told to watch her. So he was going to watch her. And make sure she didn't go anywhere or do anything that could harm the tribe. "Stay" he said firmly and moved to stand in front of the exit, letting his large frame dominate the room. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 23:41:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melody huffed when he pulled her back and stood in from of the exit.&nbsp; She put her hands on her hip and glared at him.&nbsp; So, she was a prisoner then.&nbsp; He was ten times bigger than her and she didn't think fighting him would be a good idea.&nbsp; She did try leaving once more though, trying to dodge underneath his large form.&nbsp; She would not stay in this cave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 23:52:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was a hunter of some fo the most Dangerous beasts in existence. If he didn't possess good reflexes he would have died many cycles ago. As she dove under his legs he reached down and caught one of her calves. Easily lifting her up so she was suspended upside down and a couple feet of the floor. He wondered what she even assumed she could do once she left this cave. that he would simply give up and let her roam if she somehow got past him anyway? He starred down at her upside down face and at her long hair which was now flowing below her. "Stay" he repeated even more forcefully this time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 00:21:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was in that moment, when he had her dangling upside down, she wasn't wearing a dress or skirt.&nbsp; She huffed a bit and glared at him.&nbsp; She gathered that that one word he was saying to her meant stay.&nbsp; So, she crossed her arms over her upside down chest and said, "Fine, I'll stay."&nbsp; Only this time, the first two words were in English and the last one was how he pronounced it, making it the only word he would have understand her to say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 00:40:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: I assumed she was wearing pants. Are you saying he could see her?)<br><br>When he heard the roughly pronounced word in his language which he took as her agreement. He unceremoniously lowered and dropped her back into the pile of furs. With that duty done he dared to sit himself down. though he did so at the exit of his cave so he could still grab her arm or leg if she tried to escape again. He also started to remove the wrappings from around his feet as well as the wrapping around his waist that was covering his loins. Casually revealing his naked and sizable loins. He was never very conscious of it, none of his people were. He never had any complaints from the woman he brought into his cave. <br><br>He folded his hands behind his head and reached for his spear to inspect the stone tip for to much damage. He may have to replace it soon but he would try to make the stone last as long as he could. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 00:48:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((No lol, she was just grateful she was wearing pants instead of anything else.))<br><br>She shrieked a tiny bit when he dropped her onto the furs once more, but soon righted herself and she huffed at him.&nbsp; Well, if she was stuck here to do nothing, might as well record this moment.&nbsp; Besides, she needed to check and see if it was okay.&nbsp; She pulled it out and noticed that it was okay, and relieved.&nbsp; She couldn't afford this to be ruined.&nbsp; She turned it on and started speaking into it.<br><br>"So, I made it into their village I guess you could call it.&nbsp; Or tribe.&nbsp; They're very simple people, or at least from what I saw.&nbsp; More women than men and most are young.&nbsp; Very very few elders, that seem to be in charge.&nbsp; I learned one word: Stay."&nbsp; When she said that last part she said it again in his language and she didn't sound too happy about it.&nbsp; That was when she noticed him having removed his wrappings and her eyes widened.&nbsp; "Oh...my...God..." She quickly averted her gaze and turned so she wouldn't face him, blushing.&nbsp; "And they are apparently not afraid to be nude in front of anyone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 01:44:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked over to her warily as she stared speaking into another talisman in her own odd sounding language. He slowly slid over until he was beside her on the furs and was starring at the talisman. Why was she speaking into it? After seeing the last one that could take out spirits he was hesitant to touch this one. But his curiosity was getting the better of him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 04:33:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kept her gaze averted, blushing, when he sat down next to her on the furs, but it was clear he didn't much care who saw him.&nbsp; She just cleared her throat softly before turning the recorder off and, seeing him a bit too interested in it, decided to put it in her pocket for safe keeping.<br><br>After a moment, she pointed to the cave mouth, silently begging him to let her leave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 05:07:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He saw her pointing to the cave exit. He couldn't allow her to simply wander through the tribe. When the shaman or the chief wanted to speak to her they could call and he would bring her. Instead he pointed to her pocket. The same way she pointed to the cave door. He wanted to see her use the talisman again. "Magic" he said. "what does magic do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 05:46:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She saw him pointing to her pocket where the recorder was and he said something.&nbsp; She didn't know what though.&nbsp; She took it out and showed it to him.&nbsp; "It's just a recorder," she said.&nbsp; Though she didn't say anything more, knowing he wouldn't understand her anyways.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 08:23:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(She could start trying to understand his language)<br><br>He hesitantly reached out to touch the device. Just barely prodding it before removing his finger. "What does it do?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 16:42:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melody gave him a quizzical look, titling her head to the side.&nbsp; She was trying to think of what he could possibly be saying.&nbsp; The only thing that popped in her head was the fact he was curious about, which was kind of obvious.&nbsp; She turned it on and said into, "He's curious."&nbsp; Then she hit the play back button and it repeated what she exactly what she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 20:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he heard the talisman repeat the exact same thing she had said into it his eyes widened in surprise. That was incredible. She could trap and keep her words. But the words, was did she say? was it her name? He pointed to her, like she had been pointing to various things since they met. "Curious" he tried to imitate her saying of the word but it came out far cruder and boorish. "Curious?" he asked this time. He pointed to himself "Redgar" and then back to her. "Curious?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>16-03-2014, 20:39:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed when she realized he thought her name was curious and he said his name.&nbsp; She shook her head no and then pointed to herself.&nbsp; "Melody"&nbsp; Then she pointed to him and said, "Regdar."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 02:23:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Melody" he said and pointed to her. He took it she understood his meaning. So melody was her name then. It sounded soft, it suited her well. He stood up, uncaring that his loins were barely a foot away from her head and grabbed his spear. "Spear" he said. And he took the spear and tapped the furs to name them, and then he tapped the stone to name it. When he was done he named all three again. Maybe he could get her to understand him. To speak with his voice and his words. "Spear" he said again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 05:45:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She titled her head to the side, mostly to avoid looking at his genitals, but also out of curiosity when he started speaking and pointing to things.&nbsp; When he did it again, she realized what he was doing.&nbsp; She pointed to the objects in turn and repeated what he said, letting him know she was getting it.&nbsp; "Spear, Furs, Stone."&nbsp; Then, she decided to teach him her language.&nbsp; She pointed to the spear and repeated it in English.&nbsp; Then the furs, then the stone.&nbsp; She did it again, just like him.&nbsp; Maybe they could learn from each other.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 07:46:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He listened to her own words. He imagined she was naming the items as he was. Her language seemed far more.... smooth than his own. Smoother than his voice and speech could give justice too. The words were hard to pronounce and completely alien to the tongue as opposed to his language of simple words and sounds. He tried to repeat them but her words were far more complex than his own. <br><br>Still he carried on. "Furs" he tapped the pile on the floor and then tapped her leg, and her pants with the but of his spear. "Furs?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 08:09:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He seemed to have trouble saying her words, but she couldn't really blame him.&nbsp; He wasn't used to it.&nbsp; She herself was having trouble pronouncing some of his words.&nbsp; And it was even harder to pay attention when his member was dangling a foot from her face.&nbsp; When he tapped the fur again, speaking, and said the same thing to her pants only in a question this time, she was amused by it.&nbsp; "No," she said shaking her head.&nbsp; "Not fur, pants."&nbsp; She said, all in English.&nbsp; She grabbed the material of her pants and spoke again, slowly, "Pants."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 08:11:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He listend to her explanation. "Pants" he said slowly. "What animal?" She probably didn't understand him again. But surely that had to come off some animal. and a masterful job the butcher did. It looked as if they simply peeled the skin off the beast. Something even the greatest tribe butcher couldn't do. So he tapped her shirt, right on her breasts. Oblivious to any sexual implications of doing so or having a cock right next to her head. Dangling long and free. "Furs?" he asked again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 04:12:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes widened a bit more when he tapped her on the breast, repeating the same word as a question again.&nbsp; She shook her head no.&nbsp; "Shirt," she said grabbing the material.&nbsp; "Shirt."&nbsp; She pointed to each one in turn.&nbsp; "Pants, Shirt."&nbsp; Then she pointed over to his clothing that he took off and pointed back to him, hoping he would put it on.&nbsp; He was making her really uncomfortable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:32:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was completely unaware of her discomfort at his nudity. It was to normal in his life and culture for him to understand any reasoning behind her discomfort. He was equally comfused that she was wearing clothes still, despite the warmth of the season and the safety of the caves. There was simply no need for them. Instead he just repeated shirt, and pants aloud. his mind could only invision those as animals. He was wracking his brain to try and relate the images of her clothes to the skins of animals he was familiar with. When that failed he tried to imagine what a Shirt would look like in order to produce skin like that.<br><br>he pointed to the two furs on the floor. "Athach fur" he said and tapped the darker, black fur blanket. He then tapped the second. "Razorcat fur." then he looked around to his clothes. "Razorcat fur" he said again and pointed to her clothes. "What animal....pants? Shirt?" <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 18:59:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he spoke, she gathered that was what he called two of the creatures here and then thought she understood his question.&nbsp; Was he asking her what her clothes were made out of?&nbsp; She shook her head no and roughly tried to say the word animal in his language.&nbsp; "No animals," she said.&nbsp; "Not Fur, cloth."&nbsp; She hoped that no was the same in their language, otherwise they would have some difficulty understanding each other.&nbsp; She pointed outside again, wanting to leave this cave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 22:02:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cloth..." he had no word in his language for cloth. Or even the concept of what cloth was. She claimed it was an animal but then how could she possibly be clothed? in leaves? He decided that her clothes must be made of some animal. Regardless of what she said. It simply didn't make sense otherwise. <br><br>He saw her point to the cave door and thought about letting her go. He could not imagine why she wanted to leave. He thought on it, Finally he decided he could let her wander for a short while. He waved for her to follow him and walked out of the cave. He would watch her carefully, and if needed. Overpower her if she tried any magics. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 03:17:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grew ecstatic when he finally let her out of the cave and she followed after him, though trying not to pay attention to his or the rest of the villages lack of clothing.&nbsp; She watched them and pulled out her recorder again, documenting what she saw.&nbsp; That was all she did though, nothing that would seem harmful to him or the village.&nbsp; &nbsp; Just observing their actions and reactions to things and noting them down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 03:31:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave her a quick tour. Despite their hardiness and increased female population the tribe wasn't large by any means. The dangers of the land made sure of that. He took her by the butchers cave were several corpses were being skinned and the meant expertly hacked from their bones with crude and sharpened stones. The bones themselves were being broken open and the marrow inside being scooped out into bowls to be eaten with the meat. Others were making painstakingly carving spear heads for the tribe, Woman were either performing various domestic duties like cooking meats, Cutting strips of Sinew and fur into appropriate sizes for loincloths and other rough clothing shapes in preparation for a cold season that could begin at any time. Caring for babes, and even if you could not see them making love (and they made no special efforts to hide the act) The sounds and moans of the act were clearly audible throughout the cave tunnels and even outside. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 05:23:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She followed him around, looking at everything he showed her.&nbsp; She wasn't at all pleased by the butchers though, making a disgusted face at it.&nbsp; She really did hate seeing animals being cut up, even if it was for food and they were vicious.&nbsp; Though she did eat meat and cooked it, she just didn't think about the process before hand.&nbsp; She also tried to ignore the sounds of love making being made somewhere around here, and she really didn't want to pin point it.&nbsp; Watching the women though, making clothing was fascinating and the babies were just too cute.&nbsp; Babies were always cute though, they couldn't help it.&nbsp; She stepped a bit closer to a pair of women who were working on clothing and watched as they worked, genuinely curious of how the process worked.&nbsp; She didn't even think about the possibility that they wouldn't want her there or would even fear her.&nbsp; She didn't make any menacing moves though, just watched.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 22:04:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At first the woman didn't even notice her. They continued to cut and manipulate the furs with sharpely edged stones. But when they finally caught the significance of the strange shadow looming over them they jumped in fright and seemed prepared to move away from melody in fear. It Wasn't until Regdar came up behind her and pulled her back a handful of paces that they calmed themselves and went back to their work. <br><br>For the most part they were just making simply things. Foot and hand wraps, Some furs they would so to create a hole for someone's head to be put through and let it drape over their chests. They made them of varying sizes. Some were large and obviously for males, others were made for females in mind and others still were being made for adolesencts and children. <br><br>Regdar was surprised she took so much interest in this. Had she never seen furs sewn before? how were her own made if not like this?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 23:35:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt bad for scaring them and didn't fight when Regdar pulled her away.&nbsp; She continued to watch in fascination though, not just because they were sewing, but because she was observing them and learning about their way of life.&nbsp; It didn't seem too different from the ancient civilizations of her own home planet.&nbsp; After watching them a bit, she slowly moved away from them, wanting to see more of this village.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 05:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Regdar led her around his home. There were children playing and being carefully watched by their elders for fear one fo them might wander into a forest. He enjoyed watching the children play at times. He stood watch over their games several times himself. The entire tribe was fiercely protective of their young. Several woman smiled at Regdar as they walked past. He knew what they were really telling him and it seemed he had some choices to make tonight. Namely who to bring under his furs. <br><br>he shook the thought from his mind for now and focused on leading the shaman. There was none of the wonders she would have on earth. But there was the medicine woman's tent. Several old woman were inside, mumbling to the spirits and blending herbs together, grinding some for poultices and the juice which was collected in bowls of wood or the shells of animals. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 01:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melody followed him around, her eyes lighting up at seeing the children at play.&nbsp; She didn't get close to them though, if she scared the adults she'd really scare the children.&nbsp; Not to mention, from the looks of it, they were protective of them and so they would protect them from her.&nbsp; She would love to go up and play with them though and get to know them.&nbsp; For now though, that was impossible considering she couldn't speak their language.&nbsp; She would try and learn it though, wanting desperately to be able to speak and communicate with them.&nbsp; She especially wanted to know what it was the medicine women were saying in their hut.&nbsp; She was very curious.&nbsp; She took her recorder out and recorded them so that when she learned the language she could translate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 21:26:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her record the medicine woman warily. He did not know what kind of power she was exercising over them by taking their voices. Could she then bend it to her will? make them speak things they would not normally say. He would watch them carefully to make sure nothing strange overcame their senses. And he would make sure this shaman did nothing to harm them either. Eventually he cut her recording short by tapping on the device with his spear. <br><br>There was not much more of the Tribe to see. The shaman only talked to people he summoned into his presence, or the Tribal chief. Well there was one location. He ushered her along to the nearest river than ran alongside their caves. Near the water were a handful of woman washing their struggling children and babes in the cold water, further down the river there was a larger group of a few men, mostly woman who were bathing themselves. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>30-03-2014, 03:31:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched the women, fascinated, as she recorded what they were saying.&nbsp; Hopefully, she'd be able to translate later.&nbsp; It wasn't until he tapped her recorder that she saw she was making him uneasy.&nbsp; Why was he so afraid?&nbsp; None of this stuff could hurt him or the others.&nbsp; In fact, they could kill her if they wanted to.&nbsp; If anyone was to be afraid of anyone it should be the other way around.&nbsp; But she felt indebted to these people or at least him.&nbsp; She put it away though, so she wouldn't alarm him any more.&nbsp; She followed after him, blushing at the sight of the other people bathing and turned around not wanting to look.&nbsp; Sure, most of them were walking around naked anyways, but....she didn't really want to watch them bathe either.&nbsp; When she would have to bath, she'd want some privacy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>31-03-2014, 05:43:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was getting later into the day and Regdar had shown the shaman all he could about the tribe. Most people were retreating into the cave system. For as frightening as the jungle could be during the day, it was even more terrible at night when the most insidious of the lands many predators chose to hunt. There were watchmen posted to alert the tribe if any of these creatures started to approach the caves. <br><br>Regdar was leading Melody back to his own niche in the caves. Once more propping his spear against the wall he stretched his naked body and gestured to the pile of furs on the floor. "Better to sleep naked." he told her in his rough tongue. The nights during the hot season were very warm, even fires were not needed for anything other than the medicine woman's rituals and efforts. He doubted he even needed to sleep under the furs tonight. Which was good because then he could use all of them as a makeshift mattress. <br><br>He gestured to her clothes and then to his own which were still piled in the corner so that she should place them with his own. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>31-03-2014, 07:44:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melody was fascinated and embarrassed by everything she saw.&nbsp; She would love to be able to communicate with these people, but that would just take time.&nbsp; After all, she had to not only learn their language, but gain their trust.&nbsp; She followed him back to the cave, it not even occurring to her that she wasn't going to be taken back to her ship at the end of the day.&nbsp; Instead she would be sleeping in his cave with him.<br><br>She watched as he pointed to her clothes, after speaking, and then pointed towards his own.&nbsp; She was smart enough to gather what he was trying to tell her, and that thought made her blush immensely and shaking her head no.&nbsp; She wasn't going to be sleeping next to him, naked.&nbsp; She wouldn't even be sleeping next to him while he was naked.<br><br>She moved to lay down on the floor, next to the wall, opposite where he was laying and turned around to face it.&nbsp; It was very uncomfortable, but she would just have to make do.&nbsp; Hopefully, he wouldn't take this as an insult, like when she told him no to the offered food....or at least what he called food.&nbsp; That was when her stomach grumbled a bit, hungry, but she didn't know if she could eat the same thing they could, or if she even wanted to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>31-03-2014, 07:49:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Did he offend her like with the late-day meal earlier? She could not sleep like that. Shaman or no she would be covered in bruises and her sweat from the warm air would only stink her the furs she wore on her body. She would not wake up well the next morning. And fi she was going to stay with them, that would only compound in the long term. <br><br>He kneeled down beside her and risked laying a hand on her arm and pulled her onto her back to look up at him. "You must sleep here." he pointed to the furs. Why did her face keep shading red? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 05:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The stone floor was very uncomfortable, even more so compared to her own bed at home and on the ship.&nbsp; She struggled to get comfortable, even as he laid a hand on her arm and rolled her over.&nbsp; She blinked up at him, understanding a bit of what he said, and she shook her head no.&nbsp; She would not sleep naked in the same bed as him.&nbsp; She'd be fine here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 09:54:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was stubborn. For whatever reason she was refusing. He sighed and reached over to the pile of furs and pulled one fo the off and dropped it beside her. He supposed she might as well use one of them if she didn't want to use all of them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 19:17:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thankful he wasn't going to make her sleep next to him, she took the fur he gave her and straightened it out and slept on it, but she still kept her clothes on.&nbsp; It was a bit better, but not by much.&nbsp; "Thank you and good night," she said to him with a soft smile before trying to go to sleep.&nbsp; She tossed and turned, but she wasn't getting a very restful sleep and did wake up sweaty and hurting.&nbsp; She whined a bit, knowing she was going to have to bathe in that river now, despite the fact it would be cold and not very private.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 21:27:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Regdar was up early with the first lights of the sun creeping through the cave tunnels. His sleep was far more comfortable. Or at least he was far more accustomed to sleeping on the cold hard rock with only a couple furs underneath him. He wasn't even sore anymore upon waking. He pushed himself to his feet and stretched his massive body as much as his little private cave would allow. He looked down at the whimpering shaman. he could tell she did not enjoy herself tonight. And her furs would need to be washed. They were far to thin to be of practical use, especially in this land. He supposed he could use a bath as well and waved for her to follow him to the river. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>03-04-2014, 05:41:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She yawned and sat up, her back hurting with the effort.&nbsp; She really hoped she'd be let to go home after today.&nbsp; She didn't want to stay here, at least not without proper comforts.&nbsp; She sat up thought and began to follow him out of the cave, wondering where it was he was taking her.&nbsp; Her movements were slow, exhausted, and she yawned a few more times, her eyes watering a bit.&nbsp; What she'd give to lay on a soft bed.&nbsp; When she saw it was the river, she blushed, not wanting to bathe in front of him.&nbsp; Would he give her a choice though?&nbsp; That thought made her nervous.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>06-04-2014, 02:28:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was already nude and strode into the chilled waters. hardly an ideal temperature but it was all he had ever known. So it was comfortable enough to him. There were a handful of others bathing but most bathed near the end of the day. Regdar waved Chiarra to come into the river. There were no fish or creatures in this river to worry over. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>06-04-2014, 02:43:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Melody blushed a bit when she saw him motion for her to join him.&nbsp; She grew nervous, not really wanting to, but not seeing any other way unless she wanted to stink for the rest of the day.&nbsp; "Turn around," she said then made a motion with her hands he'd hopefully understand.&nbsp; If he didn't, she'd point to him them turn around before turning back and pointing towards him again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ollumhammersong</strong> on <strong>06-04-2014, 02:57:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Regdar didn't really see a point in turning around. Did she not want him to see where she was going to put her furs? like they would fit his frame anyway. Still he sighed and crossed his arms before turning around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Whole New World (Chiarra and Ollumhammersong)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>06-04-2014, 06:16:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he turned around for her, she slowly started taking her clothes off.&nbsp; Melody set them to the side before slowly walking to the river, covering herself up the best she could with her arms.&nbsp; She walked over to the water and started walking in, gasping at how cold the water was and jerking back.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and forced herself to walk into the freezing water, knowing it was either this or stink.&nbsp; Her nipples puckered up so hard the moment they touched the water and goosebumps lined up her skin.&nbsp; She shivered and held herself in the water, forcing herself to go under all the way.&nbsp; She couldn't make herself stay in there for too long though, and it wasn't long before she was out, chilled to the bone, and reaching for her clothes, intending to put them back on.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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