[color=orange]"And so Lahki wondered through the woods. Through the rain and blowing debris. She never returned."[/color] Rolo said rather dramatically.

[color=orange]"When Khalo returned with the hunting party, they discovered a commotion in the village. It turned out that Lahki went missing during the rain storm. The people were confused, for they could've sworn that Lahki was there in her hut before the storm hit. Many people were deeply worried that something bad might've happened to the poor girl.

And so they held a brief village meeting with the elder of the tribe. They quickly came to the conclusion that Lahki must've ran off. For the life of them they couldn't fathom why. What was supposed to be a celebration of their hunting success turned into a frantic scrambling for a search party. Of course, Khalo volunteered in the spot. He was desperate to find Lahki.

Try as the might, they couldn't find her. Searched they did for days on end with not a trace to be found. People wondered what happened to her, what terrible fate befell her. Some said she fell off of a cliff, others said she got sick and died while taking shelter inside a log, some even said that she was still lost, still wondering the woods."[/color] narrated Rolo.

This time around, he gave the bottle of bourbon a good chug. He then put an arm around Corinne and held her tight. Rolo knew that Corinne despised the bourbon. He also knew that because of that, she'd probably shiver a little out in the wilderness in the middle of the night. Perhaps coming out there wasn't the best idea when they were still in their party clothes. But it was a romantic and adventurous spur-of-the-moment thing. And it turned out to be a heck of a lot of fun.

[color=orange]"If you're cold Corinne I can give you my leather jacket."[/color] offered Rolo.