[h3][color=a2d39c][b][center]Ntaj Zoov Yaaj[/center][/b][/color][/h3]
[Center][color=a2d39c][b]Location:[/b][/color] Forest near the Orc Camp
[color=a2d39c][b]Actions:[/b][/color] Conversing with Cyneburg[/center]

[color=a2d39c]"Tsis muaj tsis ntseeg. Kuv qhia rau koj tom hav zoov txaus ntshai."[/color] Ntaj said, somewhat quietly as he caught up to her. He only spoke quietly because they were in the woods now, and while camp wasn't too far away, they didn't need to go too deep to run into trouble. Of all the things Ntaj had faced ever since he left home, most came from nature. Wild animals, fey creatures, poisons, the weather. Many may have tales of monsters like ogres or dragons that capture the hearts and minds of others when they think danger, but that didn't make the more mundane things any less dangerous. Cyneburg should know, being a druid; she weaponizes those mundane natural things. [color=a2d39c]"Tsis ntseeg peb nrhiav taws. Good one."[/color]

In hindsight, Ntaj was only slowly starting to realize that maybe he wasn't quiet as wanted as he originally remembered. It was a fair enough assessment he supposed; he was, after all, a stranger to this group. And a half-orc at that; despite what some enlighten people may say, racism is simply something everyone does instinctively, like eating their favorite foods or avoiding dangerous things. And it doesn't help that Ntaj is both unusual and stereotypical of an orc; his nudity and overall friendliness might be off-putting for the more cynical, while his loose grasp of common and martial equipment gave the usual orcish impression of low intelligence and high aggression. But now Ntaj felt like he was stuck between a rock and a hard place; the easiest option for him would simply be to leave. They didn't want him, and Ntaj couldn't say he had much investment with them. However he felt this was the cowards way out. They haven't really done anything to force him to leave, and he hasn't really done anything to make them want him around.

Slapping his face lightly Ntaj put these complicated thoughts aside. [i][color=a2d39c]"It's not that bad you know. They just need to get to know you better. Go find that firewood like Keystone asked; maybe he'll be more impressed with you if you actually find some in this damp forest."[/color][/i] Of course, each step was a tell-tale sign that this would be a difficult challenge. The rain yesterday was heavy enough that it was probably what knocked him off that bridge before, so he doubts there'd be any dry wood on the ground. If he was lucky, there may be a few dead branches that had been protected by low canopies or stuck within other branches he could grab. Worse case scenario, Ntaj would have to cut down a few thinner branches or saplings and dry them by a fire.

Looking around, Ntaj wondered if he could find more... Caves. He shuddered at the thought. He didn't like being underground. But if looking for firewood wasn't going to work, then perhaps he could find coal instead. Coal was one of the biggest imports of Dark Star (Hence the name; it had both meteorite iron and much, much more coal) and more useful then firewood. It burned just as good and it was easier to dry out. Ntaj would have brought coal with him instead of firewood if it wasn't for the fact that coal is fairly brittle and might break during his tumbles. Of course, Dark Star was a special place, and Ntaj couldn't be certain if this place was anything remotely similar. But at least if it was here, Ntaj would find it.

With a goal in mind Ntaj started to walk away from Cyneburg. If she wanted to be alone then Ntaj wouldn't force her company. He was a bit disappointed, but it was her choice. [color=a2d39c]"Ntaj go find firewood. Or coal. Hear horn, Ntaj in trouble."[/color] First Ntaj was going to try and find some drywood. He'd looked carefully on the ground, but not for firewood, but for an incline. Rain would fall down a slope and soak wood on the way while wood at the bottom of a hill would be in a pool of water. Thus he needed to find the top of an incline and see if any of the trees at the top had dry wood. Failing that, at least if he is high up he'll be able to get a better vantage point to find caves or some such. He didn't want to go too far from the camp of course, since even his horn won't be able to alert them if he fell into another ravine or was eaten alive. But Ntaj felt like he couldn't go back until he could bring back something burnable.


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[color=a2d39c]"Tsis muaj tsis ntseeg. Kuv qhia rau koj tom hav zoov txaus ntshai."[/color]
"No doubt. But I shouldn't have to tell you that the forest can be peaceful and dangerous."

[color=a2d39c]"Tsis ntseeg peb nrhiav taws."[/color]
"And I doubt we can find firewood."
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