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<blockquote data-quote="MacConnell" data-source="post: 8011421" data-attributes="member: 6855223">Children, being rather energetic and impetuous, often played games that took them running throughout the community and a little beyond. The favorite games were Hide and Seek, Family Chase, and Kill your Killer. The parents did not care for the last one and rules had been made for areas and times that were off limites to not irritate the adults.During one of the big games of family chase, Oorvid, who could run faster than it looked like he should be able, had stopped and was staring over a falling tree into a small divot, possibly made by a wallowing pig some time past. Astrid, the Norikadian girl, ran by and tagged him, laughing, but noted that he did not move.[ATTACH=full]122829[/ATTACH]The behavior caused a few other friends to stop. &quot;Look at that beetle. I did not really believe the Storyteller, but that thing is as big as my thigh.&quot;Making the very bad decision to poke it with a stick, several children were rewarded with being sprayed in the face by the noxious liquid emitted from its abdomen. A valuable lesson was learned. On a different day, the same children happened upon a trail of ants, larger than a man's forearm. A few of the ants were killed and their trail marred, less they encroach upon the village.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="MacConnell, post: 8011421, member: 6855223"] Children, being rather energetic and impetuous, often played games that took them running throughout the community and a little beyond. The favorite games were Hide and Seek, Family Chase, and Kill your Killer. The parents did not care for the last one and rules had been made for areas and times that were off limites to not irritate the adults. During one of the big games of family chase, Oorvid, who could run faster than it looked like he should be able, had stopped and was staring over a falling tree into a small divot, possibly made by a wallowing pig some time past. Astrid, the Norikadian girl, ran by and tagged him, laughing, but noted that he did not move. [ATTACH type="full" alt="73EE61FE-91AD-4292-902F-A07BA1C55F49.jpeg"]122829[/ATTACH] The behavior caused a few other friends to stop. "[COLOR=green]Look at that beetle. I did not really believe the Storyteller, but that thing is as big as my thigh[/COLOR]." Making the very bad decision to poke it with a stick, several children were rewarded with being sprayed in the face by the noxious liquid emitted from its abdomen. A valuable lesson was learned. On a different day, the same children happened upon a trail of ants, larger than a man's forearm. A few of the ants were killed and their trail marred, less they encroach upon the village. [/QUOTE]

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