Wake the tribe, send out an emissary to converse with Banana king...request sacred words of banana golem summoning + 3 banana skins in exchange for alliance.
Deploy healthiest tribes men to form defensive circle round the weaker
Lay banana skins 5m from circle's perimeter
Eat 1 banana skin, ready axe...wait
[b][i]Deep in the bowels of the Earth, range blasts, for the moment firmly in control of the ghost, heads deeper, using his grue instinct to guide him deeper.
The Banana King decides to stop fighting for the moment. He starts his Banana Dance as best he can without control of a body...
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Banana Chief Agerg wakes everyone. "We can't sleep yet, people. I need the seven healthy young men who are left besides me to form a circle. Each of you put the banana skin you gathered five paces further out to protect you. Quick quick before it's gets totally dark!" He conjures a meal with his last banana skin and realizes he saw the vultures munching on what's probably the remains of the Banana King's corpse out in the jungle. He wishes he could talk to him and ask his advice as an experienced Chief.
Iamatiger wanders off into the bush.
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Banana King feels something. Some weak semblance of a call. Nothing like the one that brought him here into the grue's control. More of a cry for help, from somewhere.
He tries to run out of the caves but he's stuck to range blasts!
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Range blasts - controlling Banana King
Summoning + Grue Powers + Ate the King
3
Banana King - trying to escape
0
Agerg - creating circle of protection, calling and looking for Banana King
Way of Banana + Reconnaisance + Blessed Axe + [new skill] Leadership
4
MrPhil - submitting to Banana King's will
Way of Banana
1
Then range blasts feels the ghost being YANKED! He is forced to turn and retrace his steps for a few minutes as the ghost re-asserts itself somehow! Then...it's ripped off of him!
The ghost is gone!
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Banana Chief Agerg prepares a mighty ritual. A magic circle is drawn around the tribe to protect them, and to call for the wisdom of the dead Banana King. The tribe feels at peace suddenly, but with a yearning for the banana grove just out of sight.
The tribe, by the way, besides those mentioned, has seven healthy men, an old man, eight healthy women and four little children. The seven warriors are in a circle around the others.
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The Banana King is free! He's running faster than the wind, through the cave walls, through the earth, through trees and air, to his body!
Wait...not here...this isn't right...he's off running again!
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MrPhil comes staggering back into camp dancing a Banana Dance.
Banana King, you have a new body which is choosing to submit to your will!
Iamatiger lopes out into the forest now that all seems well for the moment. His careful guardianship has allowed him to develop a new skill: Security!
Iamatiger
Big Tiger-Striped Cat
Skills:
Way of Cat
Claws and Teeth
Scent Tracking
Security
Mildly Hungry
Healthy
Way of Cat + Scent Tracking + Claws and Teeth = 3
A successful hunt by scent which requires fighting!
Iamatiger has found a Grunter. The Grunter is bigger than he is, more compact but less agile. They are delicious but dangerous...they have long, sharp dagger like lower teeth they use to impale and rip enemies in front of them! It's a big female...very dangerous but enough food to feed himself as long as it takes for it to go rotten...or to drag back to camp to give a small meal to all of the humans.
The Grunter is grunting in the bushes, snuffling and snorthing, digging in the dirt with her teeth and nose. Iamatiger manages to sneak up behind it and must decide...is it worth the fight? This thing is very dangerous! But Iamatiger generally feeds on dangerous prey...he's very tough! His instinct to kill is powerful, but his instinct to not get his nuts or guts ripped off or out is making itself known as well.
It is too dark for the Banana Tribe to see now. Banana Phil also realizes that the sun is holy for banana magic. Performing the ritual in the dark would lead to uncertain results. It might be worth trying just to see what would happen...but it could go bad...very bad...
The tribe is protected for now. A gentle drowsiness comes upon everyone as they notice the sweet, sweet banana scent in the circle...all but but the sentries who stand vigilant and awake and for whom the banana skins shed a gentle light out where they are looking.
A gentle rain begins to fall. That's good luck for banana magic at least!