Camolian returned to his fishing the next day, working hard to collect a stockpile of dried fish to avoid and fight off hunger. He grinned with each success. If any dragons showed up, he would first try to win them over with fish. If that didn't work, well, he wasn't afraid to get his claws dirty.
As he prepared to settle for the night, he saw a pair of dragons heading his way. He remained calm, and quiet, fish at the ready to throw if he had to.
"Hey! You two! I don't know your names, but want fish? It's warm, just off the coals!" The two dragons seemed tense, ready for fight or flight. But through the power of food, he bought temporary friendship.
Together, the three allies sung songs and old tales from their homes, joyfully spending time in each other's company.
By morning, Camo was gone. He had the strangest dream, that the skydancer he had just shared the night with wanted him dead. He wasn't taking any chances, and fled with his fish before sunrise. He didn't want to end up like any of the previous competitors from his clan. Be it revived from death or cast out. He didn't look back to see if the skydancer had followed him or not.
Camolian returned to his fishing the next day, working hard to collect a stockpile of dried fish to avoid and fight off hunger. He grinned with each success. If any dragons showed up, he would first try to win them over with fish. If that didn't work, well, he wasn't afraid to get his claws dirty.
As he prepared to settle for the night, he saw a pair of dragons heading his way. He remained calm, and quiet, fish at the ready to throw if he had to.
"Hey! You two! I don't know your names, but want fish? It's warm, just off the coals!" The two dragons seemed tense, ready for fight or flight. But through the power of food, he bought temporary friendship.
Together, the three allies sung songs and old tales from their homes, joyfully spending time in each other's company.
By morning, Camo was gone. He had the strangest dream, that the skydancer he had just shared the night with wanted him dead. He wasn't taking any chances, and fled with his fish before sunrise. He didn't want to end up like any of the previous competitors from his clan. Be it revived from death or cast out. He didn't look back to see if the skydancer had followed him or not.
Maxy is doing pretty decent! I didnt have much hope for her tbh
Enobae had ran. Ran, as fast as his legs could take him. He didn't even try to be brave; heroes wound up dead. So he sped off and tried to find a safe place inside this odd, twisted landscape. He had found shelter by a fruit-bearing tree, and he was lucky enough to have sweet talked his way out of death by convincing two others it'd be safer to sleep in shifts than kill each other. Still, something felt wrong. His heart didn't feel heavy, though. It just felt empty. He didn't have anyone to come back to in the Clan, but everyone else competing probably did. He would have to take someone else's life, someone who had people counting on them. How could he do that?
Eno stared down at his claws. He couldn't do this. He couldn't. He'd have to to take people's lives to return to nothing, and nothing could take away the stain that would leave on his heart. Nothing. He heard rustling and looked around to find the source. There. Two somber-looking dragons stepped out of the foliage in front of him, and third appeared from his right. The Coatl stared them down with sullen eyes and whispered, "If you're going to kill me, get it over with." They looked at each other, surprised, but then one turned to face him and said, "We're not here to kill you. We're here to offer you a way out." This caught his attention. "How?" "You have a knife?" They asked. Enobae was confused, but pulled out his weapon. "Good. The only real way to leave with a clean conscience is suicide."
His eyes widened, but things all started to make sense. He wouldn't have to hurt anyone, and he wouldn't have to let anyone bear the weight of his murder on their minds. The group went on about how their pact could send a message "to those no good swines", but Eno was barely paying attention anymore. He was staring at the sharpened edge of his blade, lost in thought. He wouldn't have to hurt anymore. He wouldn't have to feel anymore. When he looked back up, he realized they were waiting for an answer. "Yes," he croaked, "I'll do it." One of them smiled at him, and he gave a half-hearted grin back. They drew their blades, and another started to count down.
"Three." He put the knife over his heart, trying to steady his thoughts. Was this really a good idea?
"Two." Closing his eyes, Enobae drew in a deep breath. Of course it was. It would be easier this way.
"One." No one would miss him, and he wouldn't miss them. He plunged the knife into his chest, saying his final goodbyes to the world.
Enobae had ran. Ran, as fast as his legs could take him. He didn't even try to be brave; heroes wound up dead. So he sped off and tried to find a safe place inside this odd, twisted landscape. He had found shelter by a fruit-bearing tree, and he was lucky enough to have sweet talked his way out of death by convincing two others it'd be safer to sleep in shifts than kill each other. Still, something felt wrong. His heart didn't feel heavy, though. It just felt empty. He didn't have anyone to come back to in the Clan, but everyone else competing probably did. He would have to take someone else's life, someone who had people counting on them. How could he do that?
Eno stared down at his claws. He couldn't do this. He couldn't. He'd have to to take people's lives to return to nothing, and nothing could take away the stain that would leave on his heart. Nothing. He heard rustling and looked around to find the source. There. Two somber-looking dragons stepped out of the foliage in front of him, and third appeared from his right. The Coatl stared them down with sullen eyes and whispered, "If you're going to kill me, get it over with." They looked at each other, surprised, but then one turned to face him and said, "We're not here to kill you. We're here to offer you a way out." This caught his attention. "How?" "You have a knife?" They asked. Enobae was confused, but pulled out his weapon. "Good. The only real way to leave with a clean conscience is suicide."
His eyes widened, but things all started to make sense. He wouldn't have to hurt anyone, and he wouldn't have to let anyone bear the weight of his murder on their minds. The group went on about how their pact could send a message "to those no good swines", but Eno was barely paying attention anymore. He was staring at the sharpened edge of his blade, lost in thought. He wouldn't have to hurt anymore. He wouldn't have to feel anymore. When he looked back up, he realized they were waiting for an answer. "Yes," he croaked, "I'll do it." One of them smiled at him, and he gave a half-hearted grin back. They drew their blades, and another started to count down.
"Three." He put the knife over his heart, trying to steady his thoughts. Was this really a good idea?
"Two." Closing his eyes, Enobae drew in a deep breath. Of course it was. It would be easier this way.
"One." No one would miss him, and he wouldn't miss them. He plunged the knife into his chest, saying his final goodbyes to the world.
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come morning, Kesh announced that a feast was being held at the cornucopia, hoping to draw the dragons together and cause more mayhem.
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I'm really shocked that Brunelle is still okay???
I'm really shocked that Brunelle is still okay???
Cmon maxy! You can stab someone with a stick but you can't win a fight over some meat?
Geeze Camo, do you want to run from Ruthe or not?!
Camo sat down for dinner, before hearing a dragon stalking him. He looked up, holding a fish in his jaws he was close to consuming, only to be met with the same skydancer he had just been running from.
"Fish?" He offered. The skydancer gave a careful nod, and again Camo ended up sitting with the skydancer another night.
He was rudely awoken the next morning to an announcement.
"There is to be a feast at the capricornia." Camo tuned out the rest. He was interested in going to fight over goods. He had plenty already. However it seemed that Ruthe was interested, and after a swift farewell, he watched her go towards the center.
Geeze Camo, do you want to run from Ruthe or not?!
Camo sat down for dinner, before hearing a dragon stalking him. He looked up, holding a fish in his jaws he was close to consuming, only to be met with the same skydancer he had just been running from.
"Fish?" He offered. The skydancer gave a careful nod, and again Camo ended up sitting with the skydancer another night.
He was rudely awoken the next morning to an announcement.
"There is to be a feast at the capricornia." Camo tuned out the rest. He was interested in going to fight over goods. He had plenty already. However it seemed that Ruthe was interested, and after a swift farewell, he watched her go towards the center.
Lol, this is what you get for trying to hunt other tributes Mirage.
Lol, this is what you get for trying to hunt other tributes Mirage.
waitasec
Elluka destroyed Pine's stuff, the Pine helped her????
Pine was so pure and good RIP
waitasec
Elluka destroyed Pine's stuff, the Pine helped her????
Pine was so pure and good RIP
@Fabro @DreamSlayer @ShadowPiper @GrandSerpentine @ArgonianKing @FireBlaze9551 @luckless @Tafficat @DuskyFlareon @MyNameIsTea @Twistedstripe @HereBeKanna @BloodSentry @GardenwolfC @RedArmyGrif @WaterBlaze9551 @CalicoRadio @SparksFly @Ramirez33 @Quamosthy @antisocialgem @Augustuscaesar @lumiinosity @vintagesky @MaiatanFallan @Soaringwingull
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[center]The day goes on as the tributes continue their fight to survive.
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It is the end of day four and these are the current standings:
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Night falls once more as the remaining tributes attempt to settle in for the night.
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