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Jan 27, 2021 9:25 AM
Saevetei makes new and exciting friends in a new and exciting wasteland
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O... kay? Well, she supposes she can't blame them, she must look incredibly weird and probably suspicious. There's probably going to be a language barrier. That'll be fun.

She will just peacefully walk towards the camp and look very nonthreatening.

"We don't happen to share a language, do we, because that would make this so much more convenient," she says, when she's a bit closer and she doesn't have to call quite so loudly.

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They look bewildered by that, too, and exchange looks before one of them decides to speak: "What in Yog's name do you want?" She does have a thick accent (?) but is perfectly understandable to Saevetei nevertheless.

Further into the village someone looking reasonably chiefly emerges from a tent, throws a glance in her direction, and starts walking towards her and the entrance (as it is) of the encampment.

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“Oh! Good, okay. I’m Saevetei, and I seem to be extremely lost. I woke up somewhere over there,” she points back where she came, “And I have no idea where I am or what happened.”

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Oh! Well that is a situation they're much more used to and better equipped to handle. Chiefly dude (wearing a painted wooden mask and lots of jewellery that up close look to have a suspicious amount of human bone but otherwise also pretty naked) looks at her for a moment then declares: "Yog feasts tonight."

Whatever that means, it sends the more battle-ready ones into a frenzy as they start shouting and yelling and running towards her with weapons at the ready. The scout who spoke before has an evil grin when she says, "Your flesh will taste delicious," before she shoots an arrow that only narrowly misses Saevetei.

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“What,” she says, flatly. A bit dazed, she adds, “No, I’m inedible.”

Then the arrow narrowly misses her, and she abruptly realizes that this is very, very bad. Edible or no, she is probably going to die. What with how she only has the clothes on her back and a knife that’s meant for rituals more than stabbing people. Well, shit. Running probably won’t work, they’ll chase her down and murder her for sure. Her best chance is probably getting her hands on one of their bows and forcing some kind of stalemate.

“If you’re all so strapped for food that eating people seems like a good idea,” she calls, sprinting towards the nearest convenient rock for literally any kind of weaponry, “I bet I could set you up with a lovely little potato farm that could feed all of you with much less fuss than this idiotic nonsense!”

Rock! Okay, now to rush an archer, hopefully before she gets shot. Probably not, though. She’s probably going to get shot. Hopefully it’s not anywhere vital.

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Just the shoulder, yep, although the bow this person is using is not the best quality and neither are the arrows so most of them actually fly wide. Another scout, this one carrying two knives, as well as someone carrying what looks like a bludgeon made of branches tied together with a large rock, are also running towards her right now. One of them calls, "We'll drink your blood and feast upon your meat!" with the same kind of sneer that accompanies catcalls in a certain other world and era.

(Rocks continue to be widely available.)

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Ow. Arrow. That's not comfortable. Not debilitating, but not comfortable. Better not to touch it. It hurts, but her real danger is bleeding out, which will go faster if she doesn't have an arrow in the hole that the arrow made in her, staunching the bleeding with its presence. At least it doesn't seem barbed. She thinks. The melee fighters make rushing the archer more complicated, but maybe she can make it past them to get the bow. If not, well. This will not be the dumbest death she's ever had, but 'walking into a camp of cannibals and saying hello,' is definitely in her top ten of dumb ways to die, in retrospect.

"Not my kink," she hisses, throwing the rock at the nearest melee person, who happens to be the one that wants to drink her blood. "I really recommend the potato option! Much less mess!"

She doesn't expect them to take the potato option, but hey. Successful diplomacy is more likely than survival, might as well try it. Can she make it to the archer before she's either shot again, or one of the melee people shows up to bash her skull in and/or slice her to bits?

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Blood melee person takes a rock to her head (it's the one with the knives). The bludgeon one pauses to look at his comrade for long enough that Saevetei does manage to run past them, but she does not manage to avoid the next arrow that grazes past the side of her stomach, leaving a shallow gash.

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This archer has shit aim or a shit bow, and she's hoping for the former. Because she wants her bow for herself.

Well, she still has her knife, and she does not want to go grab another rock and potentially let the melee people catch her. So. She'll need to stab the archer if she makes it to her. A slash across the throat would be most efficient, but she's kind of uncomfortable with killing someone? It's not a thing she's done before, killing an actual person. She'll. Do her best and aim for debilitating over direct murder. She guesses. And if she dies again, well, she's done it before.

Does she make it to the archer to begin trying to stab her?

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She indeed does! Although the archer has quickly switched to a knife upon noticing she was the target. Also from up close it is pretty clear that the bow is shit.

Would she like to be stabbed? Because the ex-archer is now trying this.

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Oh. Great. A knife fight. She does not want to be stabbed, thank you, and in fact loses her momentum by trying to stay not-stabbed. If she were back home fighting a shadow monster, she wouldn't hesitate, but somewhere else against a living, bleeding person, and, well. There's some hesitation.

"You sure you want to do this?" she asks the ex-archer, a bit dismayed. "I really think trying to eat me is the absolute worst option, here." In that it will just not work unless they plan to try to eat her alive. Which they don't seem to want to do, with how so many of them have sharp weapons, and with how dead people are less trouble than living people that kick and bite and scream.

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"It's tastier when you put up a fight," she says, grinning to show off her set of teeth filed to a point.

Stab stab? Stab stab. Saevetei shall be stabbed.

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Ow! Okay that'll probably end up killing her, ow, but first she will stab this bitch right back. Being stabbed has eliminated her desire to not stab this person back. You may also have a stab, you murderous cannibal bitch!

"No, because I'm inedible," she snarls, attempting to stab her right back.

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She is somewhat better than Saevetei at avoiding being stabbed! Probably due to having lived here for a while and having some notion of survival in the face of humans trying to kill her. She is lightly grazed and she tries going for some other vital non-heart organ with her stabbing.

Oh and the woman she threw a rock at? Yeah she's now here too, with her buddy the bludgeon guy.

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Well.

This is really only going to go one way, even if she does manage to stab the bitch. She'll go down fighting at least. And it's not like she hasn't died before.

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It's not like she hasn't died before, it's true.

But now she can add "killed by cannibals trying to preserve her heart and most of her blood and meat" to the list! Bludgeon guy has no problem bashing her face in, though.

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What an exciting list.

The cannibals will probably be dismayed to know that shortly after she dies, her body fades away into nothingness, leaving her torn and bloodied clothes. Even her blood starts to disappear, actually. This is exactly what she meant by 'inedible.'

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...what.

What?

What the fuck.

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...what the fuck indeed.

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Coming back is very quick. She has just long enough to swear, from her spot in the dream world, before she's tugged back into the waking world and her body begins remaking itself. Not being stuck in an essence-starved wasteland makes finding the power to put her back together very easy, apparently. How nice.

She's quite surprised when she shows back up where she died, instead of somewhere else. That's not how this usually works. That has some implications, though she doesn't have time to think about them. What with how she is stark naked, unarmed, and surrounded by cannibals that recently killed her.

Well, this is awkward, she thinks but doesn't say, in favor of diving for her dropped athame to put new effort back into stabbing someone.

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The cannibals have had time to slightly step away from her body, except for the lightly stabbed ex-archer who is surprised enough by her reappearance that she is successfully fully stabbed. "What in Yog's name -?" are her last words.

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The archer dies! Saevetei does not have time to feel bad about it, she has bigger problems.

She steals the dead archer's knife and throws it at the nearest melee person. Even if it doesn't land, sharp part in fleshy bits, it's heavy and sharp, so it should slow them down a bit while she scrambles for the archer's bow. And her arrows.

The bow is utter garbage, but it'll do for shooting people at such absurdly close range. Hello, nearest melee person, enjoy your new piercing, she's aiming for the center of mass!

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Yeah they are rather annoyed at this turn of events. Melee people are hit, although they do have good enough reflexes that after seeing their fellow fall suddenly they dodge enough to not be immediately hit in the vital areas.

The other people in the village, however, are now also joining the fray given that it seems like two scouts and one ?knives person? were not enough to take this devil woman down. And this might be trouble if it weren't for the arrow suddenly sprouting in one of said villagers' eye socket.

That arrow is of substantially superior make than the ones the cannibals have.

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She has a friend? She has a friend! Hooray! She's fine with this. She's so glad to have a friend.

This bow is such garbage. If this were a proper bow with any actual draw strength it wouldn't matter if she hit vitals or not, it'd knock the wind right out of these assholes anyway. And possibly right over. She thinks about the risks of remaking tensioned material under pressure and how it all might explode in her hands. Then she thinks about how she was brought back here, and that actually she'd really rather not be stuck in a loop of being killed over and over by cannibals, and decides to take the risk anyway. She's made plenty of bows before, and she's not even going for something fancy, she's going for 'not hot garbage.' She's not starting from scratch, either, just shoving all of the shitty parts of this garbage bow into a less garbage configuration, and breathing some life and force back into the wood.

She slices open her thumb, so her own blood can touch the bow as she holds it. That's for the connection to the weapon. Then the end of the bow is dipped unceremoniously into her first kill's blood. That's for the power to change the bow. Now she just has to do all of the fiddly detail work and hope the whole thing doesn't explode in her hands.

It doesn't explode in her hands. Instead, it changes from its makeshift nature to a smooth, deep red-brown bow of living wood, and the unnecessary parts crumble away as sawdust onto the beach. The bowstring is strong enough to not immediately snap, but if she tried to draw the bow properly, she's pretty sure it would snap. So. That also needs fixing. Fortunately, that's a bit easier than the bow itself, it's more like rebinding the existing fibers and mending any frays than outright remaking it. And there's already blood available, so. That's easy enough to do.

And then she has a bow that is not garbage! The garbage arrows have their tips dipped into the deceased archer's blood, and they get to be upgraded just before they're fired. Hello, melee people, you are about to have a bad time! It doesn't matter if this hits vitals or not, it will probably knock the wind out of them either way. But yes, she'd like to go for the vitals. She's pretty mad about being killed. With a bow that's not garbage, she's a pretty good shot. She hopes they wanted their hearts pierced, because that's what they're getting.

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Her friend - who seems to be located in some hard-to-see vantage point high on one of the cliffs surrounding the village - apparently has arrows with iron tips, which must be extremely difficult to make in this bronze age location. Or maybe it's just this one tribe of lunatics that is bronze age and there's any good tech elsewhere. Regardless, iron-tipped arrows and the altogether unrealistically good aim of whoever her friend is seems to have kept some of the heat off her back while she was doing her weird voodoo thing. There are a few more corpses around her, dead porcupines with arrows sticking out of their bodies.

As soon as she's done with whatever it is she's doing and changes from "magic" to "shooting", her new friend seems to take notice and starts shooting at villagers who are farther away from her and have not yet joined the fray. The cannibals are extremely mad about being made such short work of by two people and keep crying out imprecations and curses against them and in the name of "Yog", whoever that may be.

Here's someone with a serrated sword though.

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