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[color=PaleGoldenrod] [h1] Sakem Ba [/h1] [/color]

Sakem Ba yawned and looked around as he woke up. Late last night, he had the pleasure of encountering a group of what seemed to be refugees. He could have helped them, he really could! But, their luck was quite awful that night. That night, Sakem Ba was out for blood.

He started off relatively simple, split the group up by turning into beasts from his homeland while incapacitating any who fought back. He could easily kill them, sure, but the true fun would forcing them to watch their friends and family die, one by one. He truly enjoyed hunting them! They were quite creative about hiding, almost as if they have been in this forest for a long time. They were not creative enough, however, as Sakem Ba managed to find each and everyone of them.

Of course, they tried to fight back, but various knives solved that problem. After he had gathered them all, he took to examining them. He struck gold with his first target! She had such beautiful eyes, quite similar to his own, he just had to have them all to himself! His other targets, however, were not as majestic as his first find.

But that aside, he made his way back to camp after carving out those eyes, taking extra care to not damage them. Once he arrived back, he took the time to sharpen his knives and do some neat tricks with them after sitting down. He was quite happy that the group wasn't awake to see that he was still covered in blood, that would be quite hard to explain to them. Soon after growing bored, he made his way to the lake, taking the time to cleanse any blood on him. Of course, right after that, he returned to his original spot and sat down before drifting off to sleep.

Back in the present, Sakem Ba got up and walked over to the lumberjack, taking a glance at the newest addition to the party as he walked. He absolutely hates those in armor, they always were tougher opponents for him. Putting the thought of the newcomer out of his mind, he sat close to Alberich, contemplating whether to slit his throat now and be done with it or to wait for a more ample opportunity. Of course, he was interrupted by the sound of someone awakening, thus forcing him to wait. He could most likely kill them all, of that he was sure, but he would prefer to gain their trust first, forcing them to watch as one of their so called "friends" turned on them.

With that, Sakem sighed and grabbed a stick, using it to poke the large man who he just thought of killing moments ago.
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