Under strange stars


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"AH, KAI MA!" says the cyclops when Jagra translates. "PO YA VERA KE E MA GUAY SI VENIMO TO HUNTO..."

"KORTA E ROYO, BAKALAO, NO TE KUELE KE LO VIEHO TE VAN A ABRONKA´" interrupts the mage cyclops. "MIRA KE TE TAS PASANDO"

The first one stops and seems about to counter, but thinks for a while and says: "PO YA VERA KE VA TENE TU EL TINO. MEJON VAMO LO KE ZOMO, KE YA TE VALE" The other cyclopses nods in agreement.

"What did they say?"

"The leader said that it could be better if we go back to pick up the ones at the beach and go everyone to their city. The other said that´s... er... highly irregular, and could get a rebuking from the elders. He agreed, and said that it´s better if it´s only we who visit that city."

"PO BUENO, PO FALE, MEHON SI NO VAMO YA. YA KE TAMO, ME YAMO PESETOKOS". Says the cyclops, and Amira continues: "So it´s better if we go now. By the way, my name´s Pesetokos."
 

Amira

Amira nods to the one-eyed giants as they suggest, that only the small group would accompany them to the city.

She turns to the rest of the group. "We better go. It would be quite rude not to accept the invitation."
 

Al-Khazad, Captain

"I agree, though I wish you hadn't talked about the others. So far they seem friendly, but appearances can be decieving. Perhaps there is a reason they are at war. At present, we simply do not have enough information."
 

Amira

"I actually thought twice about telling that myself. We shall see, if honesty is indeed the best policy," Amira answers as they get ready to leave for the city.
 

You start walking side by side with the cyclopses, but not for too long. The jungle becomes a dark mass at your right and the mountains a black wall to your left. The giants don´t seem to have any problem with the lack of light, but soon decide to camp for the night -they are tired too- You almost fall to the floor, after a very hard day.

Nothing happens that night. The next day the walking continues; sonn you find some small grass covered plains where sheeps graze. You´re greeter with surprised, one eyed looks by the shepherds and farmers there; soon you arrive at the cyclopses´ town.

(More to come, when I have some more time)
 

The buildings arn´t big, if you cut them down to human size, and while the cyclopses referred to it as a "city" it barely deserves the name of town. Houses are built of wood, and on short pillars to isolate them of the ground; many of them show vivid paintings on the facade, and the main street is paved and clean. There´s a temple ahead, made of stone; supported by high colums, it´s likewise painted in bright colors. Together, that gives the town a richer look than it really deserves.

You don´t have much time to admire it, however. A big group of spear wielding guards escort an important and old cyclops, dressed with a tunic and who prominently displays a symbol shaped as a big falcon. Their threatening gestures to Akeeta make her run away, heading to the jungle like an arrow despite Al-Khazad´s protestations and tries to restrain her.
 

Menghil cranes his neck to look around the cyclopean village while they make way for the Falcon marked cyclops. When Al-Khazad's new friend goes pelting off into the jungle, he turns his head to watch her go.

"They really don't get along, do they now?"
 

Amira

Amira looks at Menghil, then Al-Khazad as Akeeta flees to the jungle. "Maybe it's better this way. For the sake of both parties."

"See that falcon symbol? It's obvious the giant bird means a lot to this community," she adds when the old cyclops and his guards approach them.
 

Al-Khazad, Captain

Growing more concerned, by the moment, Al-khazad hopes it does not come to blows. Though he is skiled in fighting such foes. Hopefully, he will be able to hook back up with his new friend.
 

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