To summarize so far: Everyone is in a subtropical savannah in a time when humanity had no technology except for clubs and wooden spears. It is night. There is no food available except for meat, which the Banana People do not traditionally hunt.

Banana King is sitting in some reeds by a river. He is very hungry. His left hand hurts and itches because of the healing scab over his missing pinky finger.

Nearby is a little man, no taller than a man's ankle, sitting on a pile of dirt. There is also a pile of smooth stones nearby. Off in the distance, scavenger birds can be seen feeding on something.

As Banana King sulks, hungry, frustrated and confused, the little man picks up a stick with a knotty end and cracks Banana King in the head with it!

"Hello, anyone home?! Get to work! First, go over to the rock pile and pick up a rock!" *Thwack* on the kneecap! OW!

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Elsewhere, iamatiger scans the savannah. He cannot see the men who hunt by running, but if he noses around for a bit he can smell them. He still has the blood of one of them on his right claws.

Go seeking my foes in the dark

Iamatiger easily tracks the men by scent. The trail is very long, however - the men covered a lot of ground!

Eventually, after following the trail for many hours, iamatiger catches the faint sounds of human voices on the other side of a hill. As he begins to approach, he notices some smallish Snivellers, each about the size of a human's leg.

Snivellers are cowardly little pack animals which beg, whine, scavenge and even steal meat from predators. Iamatiger is familiar with them. They seem to be hoping for some of the humans' food. They haven't noticed iamatiger.

concentrate on learning fleshs magic

Originally posted by AThousandYoung
[b]Iamatiger easily tracks the men by scent. The trail is very long, however - the men covered a lot of ground!

Eventually, after following the trail for many hours, iamatiger catches the faint sounds of human voices on the other side of a hill. As he begins to approach, he notices some smallish Snivellers, each about the size of a human's leg ...[text shortened]... They seem to be hoping for some of the humans' food. They haven't noticed iamatiger.[/b]

The wind is blowing from the snivellers and the human camp toward iamatiger. If he circles around his scent will alert the Snivellers. They are very close to the camp, and very bold, staying just out of human reach.

There are more than the three or four men here; this is a band of perhaps a dozen people, similar to the size of the Banana Tribe when food was abundant. Now, sadly, the Banana Tribe is almost extinct...

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The little man says, "You're wasting time, Banana Man! Pick up that rock!" He points to a smooth rock somewhere in size between two fists and a man's head.

Banana king falls and breaks his ankle!

pick up rock

Use willpower to embolden snivvelers

[i][b]Banana King picks up the rock.

"Finally!" the little man says. "Inside some kinds of rock are lightning. You know about lightning right? Well, take this rock, and smash it against a bigger, harder rock as hard as you can, and call upon the lightning to destroy the rock."

Suddenly, megamaster leaps into view and tries to kick Banana King in the ankle!

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The snivellers, emboldened by iamatiger, begin to whine and shout, and begin to boldly dart into the human camp, past the sentries, grabbing meat and ducking out of range, waking up the camp.

dodge it. hopefully my teacher will protect me from the mega
master. smash rocks against each other.

Banana King dodges the attack and slams the rock down on a larger rock. Meanwhile, the little man cracks megamaster painfully in the right kneecap with his little club.

"HEY! We're in the middle of a lesson here! That is very rude!"

The rock shatters when it hits the boulder, and small wisps of lightning shoot from the center. Megamaster is singed next to his left eye by one.

Banana King, megamaster and a tiny little man are all together near the river. Banana King is very, very hungry. Megamaster is a bit singed and bruised.

Nearby are a wooden spear with banana skin decorations and many sharp edged pieces of rock.

Embolden the snivellers even more! Steal all the meat snivellers! Make them run away to the other side of the camp from me in different directions.

Originally posted by AThousandYoung
[b]Banana King dodges the attack and slams the rock down on a larger rock. Meanwhile, the little man cracks megamaster painfully in the right kneecap with his little club.

"HEY! We're in the middle of a lesson here! That is very rude!"

The rock shatters when it hits the boulder, and small wisps of lightning shoot from the center. Megamaster ...[text shortened]... are a wooden spear with banana skin decorations and many sharp edged pieces of rock.[/b]

The little man's face goes scarlet as he shouts, "Did you just call me a MIDGET?! AAAAHGGGHH!"

He leaps up and begins to bludgeon megamaster on the head.

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Iamatiger watches as the camp wakes up and begins to shout in panic. He can smell their fear as they wake up and begin to beat the Snivellers with clubs and look around for enemies.

The man iamatiger wounded is somewhere in there. Iamatiger can smell his blood and fear.