Malao
Malao eventually made it out of the mire of the festival and into the outskirts of the village near his forest. He stopped before he got any further. He always liked the village, he would want it to happen here. A couple monkeys were already ahead of him and had built the hut. It was a small wooden structure that resembled a little hut, about the right size for a monkey. It was built half way into the ground. It looked to be filled with several shiny objects and several fruits.
Malao knelt in front of the structure and slowly placed the body into the alcove. The monkeys then began to smear an odd amber paste over the entire structure. It smelled of cinnamon. After that, the monkeys began to cover the hut with dirt until none of it could be seen. If one looked through the forest, one could find about a dozen of these odd mounds. After it was done, all of the monkeys looked sad and several looked like they were crying. Malao himself had been looking at the ground for some time now.
After a few moments in silence, all at once, the monkeys threw their heads back and howled at the top of their lungs. It could mostly likely be heard for miles. The about half-way through, Malao raised his head to the sky and roared and incredibly loud and deep bestial roar. It sounded like it should have come from a creature 20 times his size. And, for only a moment, his Chi manifested around himself in the form of a massive golden ape. He stopped and calmed down, his aura fading. He made a gesture to the rest of the monkeys and they all scampered off, leaving a behind a large sack of everything they had stolen.
Malao stood, grabbed the sack and threw it onto his back. Their side had lost the game, now he had to give everything back. As he walked, a smell reached his nose. Somehow he hadn't noticed, but he was being followed. He believed it was a girl. Wonder what she wanted. "Hey......hey! Why are ya following me? Ya like my butt or something?" He called out, not actually looking in a direction.