Team Nippon [@VitaVitaAR][@PKMNB0Y][@Click This][@Crusader Lord] [hr] “We make use of everything we hunt, if possible. Bones are used as tools, meat has its obvious uses. While armor isn’t something we’d make out of it usually...hm, I can’t say it’d be too difficult to fashion something out of it. If you want, they took the beast to Bolcha’s - he’s the one that we normally have handling the skinning and butchering of large animals.” “I’ll show you the way now, if you’re interested.” Akando interjected in with a nod. The decision, of course, was Novak’s. Should he choose to follow “I’ll see if I can’t find anything else that may prove useful.” Enli responded with a friendly wave as they left, allowing them to leave unhindered. As they stepped out into the snowy air once more, they were seemingly greeted by another traveler. Another one from earth? That was either good luck, or not depending on how you looked at it. “Heeeey!~” Before they could begin discussing things, however, a voice familiar to Nobunaga and Misaki would interrupt. After getting their attention, Lazhira waved energetically, running up and giving them a friendly greeting. “How’d it go? You guys wanna head-ah...” She just now seemed to notice Narkissa, pausing a moment and giving her a curious look over. “...we’re getting a lot of visitors today huh.” She idly commented. “Uhm, is she a friend of yours? Well! She’s welcome to come along to my place too if you want. I got some food going, it should be done soon and we can talk about that uhm, thing I mentioned.” Assuming those who wanted to follow did so, Lazhira led the party away from the longhouse that served as Enli’s residence towards a smaller building a small walk away from the rest of the village. It was a small, one room building without much in the way of space - not because of the small size, but rather, it seemed Lazhira had stuffed every corner of the place with something. All manner of odd objects seemed to litter the room. A tall, wooden what seemed to be a mannequin of some sort, odd stone pots and vases lining the walls. A large stone slab with odd runic carvings upon it. A number of other seeming, what might on earth be described as archaeological objects were cluttering the room. “Sorry for the mess, hahah. I find interesting things in the forest - especially around the old temple and I like to just kind of...bring it home. Feels kinda a shame to let it lay there. ” As they entered, the smell of cooked food hit their nostrils - the source a pot over a nearby fire pit, with a number of fruits and vegetables upon the table with what seemed to be seasoned fish. “I’m not exactly the best at this whole cooking thing, either but I hope you guys like fish.” The Roma Mob [@ERode][@Pyromania99][@Guy0fV4lor][@PaulHaynek] [hr] Octavia barked happily in acknowledgement from Augusta, but sat obediently by its new owners side. A brief exchange of words with Nicholas, Isidore headed towards the forest, suggesting that Augusta may test her new limits on their friend. Supposing he would let the elvish woman perform, the ensuing test would prove fruitful. As Augusta lay her hands on his wounded shoulder, a warmth spread from the flame in her hand. It wasn’t as one would expect fire - it burned, but gently, a warm, welcoming fire. The dull pain in the wound faded slowly, the bleeding stopping and eventually coagulating. No doubt it wasn’t healed fully, but at least he wouldn’t have to be careful about aggravating the wound. As they spoke and got their bearings, Isidore headed instead towards the forest, intent on finding a meal for them before night fell. Indeed, it was likely a good idea. The sun was sinking ever lower on the western horizon, with two moons beginning to show themselves in east - the same ones they had seen in their previous location, albeit they were both much smaller. Snow and foliage crunched under his shoes as he walked. Normally in a forest, it wouldn’t be odd to hear the odd animal or two. Oddly however, this forest was quiet. Eerily so. Isidore would keep walking, much of the forest seeming the same as he went deeper, eventually the treeline of the forest fading from view. Soon, the forest's terrain turned from relatively flat to small hills further in. Not far in front of him was...a boar? If the distinctive oinking noise it made was any indication to go by at least. It was of a similar size to what ones might have had on earth, its rough, grey fur coat unkempt and coarse. What was concerning however, was its two long, foot long tusks that were easily visible. The bony protrusions seemed to turn black towards their tips. It had been digging in the ground, but when Isidore approached it paused and turned towards the man. Noticing the man, the Boar squealed, turning to face him and charging! [hr] Send Feet Pics [@Cu Chulainn][@Crimson Paladin] [hr] Leaving his companions behind, Malphas began meandering his way through the town. It seemed as rural as one might expect of some medieval, fantasy village. The people so far paid him no mind, going about their evening business. Fishermen near the docks were wrapping up their operations, bringing in a bounty from the sea. Passing near the forests, a number of craftsmen were busy finishing bringing lumber into a pile. Some of the hunters having some practice sparring as well it seemed. People heading into houses done with the days work, the smell of freshly cooked food finding its way out of their doors and into the air. Oddly, it seemed most of the people here were already adults. Not many kids or young teens seemed to be living here. There were a few - but for the most part it seemed this village had an aging population. Eventually though, he would find himself standing in front of what seemed to be where they had taken that beast from earlier. From a brief look from outside, a number of men were busy cleaning and skinning the beast, sorting different materials from it into separate piles. It was then, a warrior with another man in tow would show up not long after. Clearly, even to Malphas’ eyes this man was not a native, either. “Bolcha!” He bellowed. “One of those who helped slay the beast has a request.” “Hm?” A rather gruff looking man currently skinning the armored hide glanced in their direction. “What’s he want?” “Armor, from that things hide.” “Armor? Hm...doable, but It’ll take some time.” This might be a good time for Malpahs to interject, and ask about something he wanted as well, if anything. Seemed like one of the few places he might be able to get something.