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[h2][color=4ECCAC] With Rimguage || Edge of Camp || Locked in Conversation[/color]
[color=4ECCAC]Mood: Curious[/color][/h2]
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 Numas’ eyes wandered over the trail of people that were coming in. All of them filled to the brim with excitement and energy like pups of the animal that marked their tribe. Numas looked away for only a moment as their eyes wandered to the mark on their hand. The strange colored shapes that were there for such a long time now made him wonder of their significance. They meant nothing to the Rumasra, that was for sure. But perhaps their connection met with the others…

 Suddenly, Numas heard the clacking of objects and their eyes rose to see a large man approaching from the tribe below. Their air of significance and duty that mounted them like a heavy robe brought Numas to the assumption that the man was quite important in the Wolfrahg tribe. Perhaps he was even the heir that was getting married tomorrow. It was difficult to escape that information when everyone talked so much.

[indent][i] Why had humans put so much significance on this bond? It was definitely a question to ask oneself. Perhaps it had links to the divine.[/i][/indent]

 [i][color=#ff8d02]”I can’t say I’ve seen you round before.” [/color][/i] The man said with a rough tone. His whole posture commanded authority.

 Numas took a moment. They stared at the man’s rugged face, the thick, jagged muscles that made his body, and then Numas’ eyes locked on the strange, jagged mark on the man’s chest.

[color=4ECCAC] “That mark…”[/color] he said, forgoing any level of dignity or formality, [color=4ECCAC] “Where did it come from? Why do you have it?”[/color]

 Numas dragged their staff across the dirt and drew a line between the pair of them so they could lean in closer and get a better look.

[color=4ECCAC] “Curious. I have a strange belief that all of us will be coming together for some reason... What impulse causes our very-different clans to come together? Tell me, have you ever wondered what the divines must be thinking at this moment? Why do the bring so much attention to us tiny… humans?” [/color]

 Numas cracked their neck, and gave the man a strong, stern look one last time as they anticipated what may come next.

[center][hider=Skills][list][*][color=F72E4C]Natural Connection:[/color]
 Numas has an excellent understanding of plants and their properties. They can recognize most plants for the various abilities and support they can offer. This is exceptionally proficient in the marshlands, though some of this knowledge does trickle over into other locations.
[*][color=4ECCAC]Witch Doctor:[/color] Beyond knowing plants well, they also know certain charms and enchantments that, when combined with other aspects of nature, can become powerful healing concoctions or other such potions and salves. This is made of a combination of their own research, their mother's time as witch doctor, and other sources.
[*][color=F72E4C]Interpretation:[/color][/list]Sometimes Numas will bring their followers into trances via various hallucinogens. Numas can recognize symbolism in various dreams or hallucinations and use them to understand what is trying to be said by the incorporeal forces of the world. This is generally where some of Numas' absurd plans come from.

[list][*][color=4ECCAC]High Constitution:[/color] Numas' experience in the wilderness with plants have rendered them immune to many poisons and toxins. In a pinch, they can eat things that would make most other people sick or dead with a much less severe reaction.
[*][color=F72E4C]Slow and Painful:[/color] Their witch doctoring can work in reverse as well. They know how to concoct lethal poisons that could strike opponents down very quickly when administered.
[*][color=4ECCAC]Wierd and Wirey:[/color] Numas tends to avoid fights whenever possible, but if they must their movements and actions are incredibly unpredictable and strange. Their flexibility and agility confuse opponents, then usually they try to strike with a poison and run away.[/list]
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