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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4775743" data-attributes="member: 3285">Secret of Semar: Part 5 – A Feast UnknownMarching in the sweltering heat for most of the day, they finally reached the end of the mountain range and moved into the grassland proper. At the end of the first day of tracking, Sebastian came across a scene illustrating the inherent dangers of Nyambe.  The dark-kin landed with a flap of his mighty wings. “There’s a pair of reptilian bodies laying in the empty expanse of the savannah.”Kham walked over to the corpses. “No, wait…” warned Mashudu.“Ow!” Kham slapped at his neck.  “Something bit me!”Kham fell over, face first.The shrill whistle of a projectile flying at high speed caused Sebastian to slap his own neck.  “What…?”  Sebastian staggered to the ground. “Tcho-tcho poison!” shouted Mashudu.  “Beware!”Beldin picked a long, thin blowgun needle out of his bulbous nose.  “Try to poison a dwarf, will you?”  He drew his axe.  “I’ll teach you!”Two short, bowl-cut, dark-skinned men hopped out of the grasses, wielding obsidian chip-studded terbutjes.  Mashudu blocked a swipe of the first tcho-tcho with his spear, but the terbutje snapped it in half. “Don’t let them touch you!” shouted Mashudu.  “Even their clubs are poisoned!”Beldin roared as the second tcho-tcho’s club bounced off of his shield.  “Let’s see you deal with dwarven steel!”  He hacked back at the tcho-tcho, but the small man hopped out of the way.Vlad swung his blade in a wide arc, holding the tcho-tcho at bay.  With a wicked grin of filed teeth, the tcho-tcho slashed downwards with its terbutje.“Missed!” snarled Vlad.  He looked down.  There was a slight gash at the tip of his boot.  “Ah damn it,” muttered Vlad.  Then he too fell face down in the long grass.  The tcho-tcho disappeared into the foliage.Beldin smashed the first tcho-tcho’s terbutje aside and hacked its arm off with one blow.  The tcho-tcho was still cursing in some foreign language when Beldin put it down.  The dwarf turned to address Mashudu just as the other tcho-tcho reared up out of the grass. “Look out!”Before Mashudu could react, the tcho-tcho fell over.  An arrow shaft protruded from the back of its skull.Behind the corpse of the tcho-tcho stood a tall, handsome man with regal bearing in studded leather armor, wielding a large ivory bow.  “Hello Beldin,” he said in Low Coryani.“Do I know you?” asked the dwarf.“It’s me.  Emric.”</blockquote>

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