Banana King relaxes by the reeds, gnawing on strips of meat, as iamatiger runs off to hunt.
Soon he sees a man. He is the runner who chased down the exhausted animal and killed it, and then had it's head stolen by someone. His three companions are not with him. He waves at Banana King from a distance. In one hand he carries his spear. "Hello! Tiger Shaman! Can I come talk?"
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Iamatiger hunts once again, but he's expended so much energy hunting for Banana King that he's sloppy. The outside claw on his left front paw gets stuck in a tree as he leaps forward at full speed to catch some meat. He gets his meal, but his claw is yanked so hard it tears away a little bit, opening a tremendously painful wound at the base of the toe the claw is on!
The Crone whispers to iamatiger...
"The Banana Man did this to you. His magic took your life from you to sustain his. As your claw stings, remember, he is sleeping, fat and helpless, arrogant and weak, full with YOUR meat...
To heal, you must take back your life from him. A claw for a claw.
Take his finger, and you will be healed. Do it...you must...you are the mightiest...you slew the Grue, and he took credit...you are the shining tiger of fiery might. Take the health of your claw back from him...