OOC: Apologies for my absence.
IC: Phew, Hydra rubbed the running droplets of sweat off her face. She never had to make a long run for her "self-disappearing act" like that. And it was out in the middle of nowhere too! Nimol looked stumped by her performance. IS she good at this, or what? Anyhow, Hydra approached the village, well, now the slig's outta the way ....
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Cheif Wapi gladly took the cig. "Excellent, Agro." The bigbro breathed in a cloud of tasty smoke, exhaling it back out into the air where its aroma lingered like a ghost. Wapi puffed some of his black smoke over Agro's face. No insult, but smote. A way to cleanse the shaman of this "big bad medicine" that haunted the village of Akuafobeea. Then came a little pantless slig ..... who? "Ah yes. Typo. Good to see ya." The small slig gave Wapi a rundown on newcomers, only to speedily zoom out of the hut with no goodbye. "Mudokon .... and OUTLAW! Agro, if there's an outlaw in our village, we better be careful now." Wapi quickly pulled out his large wooden club, ready to bash Outlaw brains if anything bad happens. "Hey! Who are ya!" Wapi called out as he made a furious approach to the two newcomers.
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