Akua and Fari help round up some of the loose Tskanna
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Taloba, home to the Myrians, is the thriving core of Falyndar. Inhabited by a fierce and savage tribe where blood sacrifices are normal and a way of life, they are untamed and proud of it. Warlike, and with their numbers growing, the Myrians are set on reclaiming what is rightfully theirs. [Lore]
by Akua on October 25th, 2014, 9:35 pm
28th, Fall. 514 AV
A few days had passed since the fires attacked the city. Ashes and charred remains of many stalls and buildings remained among the city. Myrians were still cleaning and rebuilding. The young Myrian male was no exception. His bare feet padding along the ground as he moved through the streets. The soldier had been tasked with finding and rounding up the Tskannas. Taloba's native curious giants. He walked quickly pushing his way past people. His club in hand. The Tskanna's were not something the Myrian was used to messing with. Seeing them was a different story, he had been past their training ground. Seen others messing with them. But Akua had never gone to them himself.
His father took care of animals, the Tskanna were one of them. He had gone with his father to watch him. He had been prodded and poked by the younger Tskanna's trunks. The curiosity of the creatures confused him, they seemed to want to be used to everything. The big giants rarely caused damage or fought against the Myrians who raised them and treated them. The weight and power could easily run through the Myrians. As strong as they were, his people couldn't stand up to the huge giants. If they rampaged you moved and waited to fix the damage afterwards.
He moved quickly spotting a Tskanna youngling eating in an open space of Taloba. He walked over closer to the animal, as it turned and looked at him. It tilted its head to the side. Akua reached out his hand and clicked his tongue against his cheek. "Come here" he said. The Tskanna saw the club of the Myrian and blew its trunk at Akua. Spewing snot on his face as the Tskanna took off running. He wiped his face and growled. "Pesky tiger food" he groaned. Chasing after the youngling. |
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