NationStates Jolt Archive

Gerrak nodded-fingers and toes to a human. Doubtless the deck was odd-idly he wondered if they'd be round cards, and the makeup of the deck. "Sownds lyk bachara or blekkjekk, but numbr diffrent."

Pat had played a game similar back in Dynamic Revolution but instead had used a regular deck of cards and went to 100. "Yea we had a game kinda similar but it was played to 100 and we used a standard deck. So who is down for hunting besides me?"

Gerrak scented the air. "Lots burds in woods-yu tink mebbe deer or wolf, too?"

"I dono...Iv'e never hunted anywhere like here before. But im sure we could find some deer. Haha and by "we" I mean you." Pat had developed a great sense of respect for Gerrak's senses which far surpassed his own

"Praps-led uz wok da wuds, zee wot dere." Gerrak wrapped his arms around the pair and gave them a squeeze. "Me zling gud nuff for dese wud-no mukade here."

"HIEEEEEEE" is all Pat managed to get out. Gerrak's immense strength was literally forcing the air out of his lungs.

Gerrak immediately released. "Soaree-yu OK?" He sniffed them both hesitantly, and hrooned for injuries-they seemed healthy, Pat recovering much faster than Dominic. "So soaree-me forgits hoo-mans soft." he apologized once more, waiting for them to recover.

OOC: I wouldnt say that. Dominic did manage to break a couple of Pat's ribs, and even though the were repaired by the nano's they are not at 100%

IC
"Yea man i'm fine." coughed Pat "Jeez your strong I would not want to try and wrestle you." laughed Pat "Hey Gerrak, I saw you on the firing line using that sling of yours. do you think you could teach me how to use one sometime, it would be an excellent weapon on the battlefield if i ever ran out of ammo. I'd be willing to teach you to shoot in exchange."

Dominic coughed a few times.
"Yeah, I seem to be ok..." He thought for a moment.
"As for sling training, I'd think that'd be useful for me too. I'd teach you something in return of course."

Gerrak's relief that his new friends were all right was replaced by amazement they didn't know how to use a sling. Troll children were not even allowed outdoors without demonstrating proficiency, but the jungles and swamps of Pamaltela were home to many predators, and a young troll was good eating.
"Me mayk yu zlings, furst--miyn tu beeg, but Gerrak teesh yu-Pat teesh choot, and Dom'nik teesh Pazaak--teesh sheet tu?"
Gerrak laughed the odd cackle of troll gentle humor. "Furst we eets-show yu kech burd-mebbe kech wolf or deer tu."

"Allright, sounds good, but after we get back im going to have to take some measurements of your hand Gerrak, because to be honest I think I need to make you a customized pistol. The first step to learning how to shoot, is having a gun that you can shoot." Pat laughed in his mock drill sergeant voice. "And Dominic im going to need your help, I would ask you, Gerrak, but tradition in my country says that you aren't allowed to see your new weapon until the day you use it for the first time."


OOC: I'm assuming that the academy has a gun smithing shop

Gerrak shrugged-humans and their rites of secrecy. Bad luck to see if they've switched the beautiful woman for her hideous sister, so they veil her up. Now bad luck to see your weapon-Gerrak had a swift image of a hot pink pistol festooned with flowers and ribbons. He let it rest and gestured, "Komm-prey waitz."

Pat's sixth sense told him of Gerrak's apprehension "Don't worry Gerrak, the pistol will be fitting for a warrior such as your self."

The hunt would have been better had there been large game, but the kitsune apparently didn't relish large animals on campus. There were several birds, most too small to be more than a mouthful, even for humans, but Gerrak did manage to bring down a fine fat muskrat. When he brought it back, he ripped off a leg and painted the Rune of Harmony-three equal vertical lines-on Pat's cheek, and went to do the same to Dominic, making them all huntbrothers.

"I'll make sure it's not pink and fluffy." Dominic said, smiling slightly.

Pat Felt the importance and significance of the ritual, and he felt honored in a way that he had only experienced one other time in his life. The Right of Brotherhood, this ritual is held sacred and is performed between Fire-team mates. After Gerrak was done performing the ritual Pat grabbed both his new "Fire-team Mates" by the wrist in a traditional sign of Comradeship. "I will fight by your side and defend you till death, I would gladly die to spare you. If you should die during my watch I will mourn you, and I shall return your body to your family. Brothers we are, and Brothers we shall be, to the and to the." With that the speech was done and Pat embraced his new brothers (asking if it was ok before hand).

A lump formed in Gerrak's throat, and he solemnly intoned,"Doh we tree born diff'rent dayz to diff'rent mudders, we wun blud now, and die in same hour of same day." He paraphrased the Peach Tree Oath from memory-troll words would not be understood, but the sentiments of the Peach Tree Oath were adequate. Tears welling in his eyes, he held his brothers close-this time careful not to crush them.

"I will fight with you until I reutrn to the Great Void. May we live long and honourfilled lives." He made the Sithian Crucible with his hands, a sign of honesty and binding.