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Message: <blockquote data-quote="MacConnell" data-source="post: 7303387" data-attributes="member: 6855223">Y 0: Day 160: Doldrums 40: Morning Light[gm]Maka waft the smoke about his face as he has observed his elders do until the others are up and about. He knows that this custom has been observed for as long as his people could be called a people, and yet it has to date offered no insight or clarity.His mind drift to practicality as his hands continue the motion subconsciously. ~Perhaps I need to use a special wood. Maybe it is not just any smoke that will do.~ He wishes that the elders were not so tight lipped about the smoke tent and sweat lodge. No one younger than twice Maka's age was permitted to enter those. He has a second epiphany. ~Maybe it is the feather.... No, no, that cannot be. The men carry any old feather they like and some none at all. It has to be the smoke. Maybe they add special herbs to the fire.~[/gm]As Raven Elk walks toward where Maka is seated, Vittero walks toward them from the direction of where the remains had been deposited the day before."Well I will say that having placed those remains that far away was a good idea. There is not a scrap left. I can recognize for certain that other pigs came, because the ground it all dug up, but I noticed tracks of wolves and a cat too."</blockquote>