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Erin Harding

I've got layers just like an onion, I can even make you cry too!

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a character in “Untouched Islands”, as played by Adantas

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Erin Harding

Explorer

Human/Giant

♀~♂ Genderqueer | 26| Doctor


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Appearance: Standing at a measly 7ft, Erin is in that sour spot of being too short for one race and too tall for the other and housing a figure that could belong to a rather thin male or an unshapely female. Removed of clothing, Erin is clearly well toned, not overly fit but just enough to have a slim body despite it being only clear that she is a female from the lack of dangly bits. Even her face doesn't help in determining her sex, being born with a strong, sharp jaw that narrows her face and an equally prominent nose. Large eyes with light swirling grey irises, and that are bordering between almond shaped and round. Also, thin lips that are perfect for pursing and scowls. Her raven black hair is always sleeked back and slightly parted in the middle. It gives her grave face an even sharper, more striking look. She never wears any jewellery but surprisingly is quite fond of wearing a dash of eye shadow just to make her eyes just that bit more noticeable.

In regards to clothes, she likes dark. Black, charcoal, grey and any variation in between. But usually sticks to a simply white blouse, black waist coat, black trousers and sometimes a tie. Never in her life has she willingly worn a dress. By the time she had outgrown her mother (at the age of ten), she was able to forcibly refuse from wearing them. She had always considered herself more of a boy and having to wear a dress confused her even more. Big, leather boots are also favoured as it gives her a physical sense of strength and toughness.


Personality: Growing up had always been difficult for Erin. Never from others, but from herself and how she perceived herself. This big lumber thing that neither seemed to fit being a male or a female. She had always been the quiet type in her younger years, but had that little rebellious streak that dared her to do things that even to this day her mother wouldn't approve. As she grew older, and her mood worsened her rebellious streak grew into a bitterness. This bitterness meant she was snarky, rude and cruel with her comments, definitely not someone who played nicely with others. This was her darker stage of life, definitely not a highlight in terms of her personality. She was constantly pessimistic and incredibly self-conscious, so much so that even so much as a hint of anything she would turn on the attack.

However, in recent years she has developed a more lenient disposition towards people. She doesn't take every word they say against herself, but she still has a weariness that often makes it difficult for her to make friends or even get along with people. She's still rather pessimistic but refrains from saying anything too dark that may disturb people. In the same token, she also isn't very interested in others (that's mainly because she doesn't know how to deal with people) but rather in what gain things are to her. When she does talk to people in a civil manner, she is often crude and sarcastic. Along with these traits, it brings an obvious ill temper, one that is never far from surfacing.

It seems that Erin isn't a very happy or pleasant person and in actuality she's not really, but in her own little world, where she can escape from being so depressed about being a half-blood, she finds a small amount of happiness in dancing. Although, moving her body in general pleases her, just because she is tall doesn't mean she has no grace and poise. As a team player she would never be considered, however, if playing a sport she gets very competitive and out comes a different sort of toughness, one that always wants to win.


Background: A mother who is a giant and a father who is a human. Not what you would exactly expect considering the obvious height difference, but they loved each other. They weren't of a particularly high class of society but they made it work. When their first child, Erin, was born it was a joyous occasion and for those first few years everything was fine. But then Erin's father grew ill and only months past her 8th birthday, he died. It was a terrible time and since his side of the family was already estranged they received no consolidation. Her mother's family was relatively poor so they could offer no assistance to the grief stricken family. It was this time that things really turned bad for Erin, she was already unsure about who she was and so with his death she dug deeper into herself and a bitter seed in her heart grew.

As she entered her teen years, it turned to more of her own personal problems. She made her life a living hell. Her mother was constantly ill and she was also off doing whatever it was that could get her into the most trouble. At the end of her schooling years her mothers health still hadn't improved, rather worsened and it seemed that Erin would have no future prospects at all and if her mother did die no way of sustaining herself. It was a sharp reality check when Erin's mother had a stroke and she had to receive medical help. Feeling so absolutely helpless and on the verge of becoming truly alone, Erin realised she needed to drag herself out from her hole. She was talking to the doctor about how she could care for her mother and as it was discovered she had an apt for remembering, understanding and evaluating the medical problems and solutions. And so, now having a purpose she became the medics apprentice and cared for her mother. Until, her very last days in which their was nothing anyone could do. In this time Erin had grown not only personally and between her mother but her skills as a doctor.

While still very young, people were still tentative to hire her, but her reputation was beginning to proceed her as was her way of dealing with people. But regardless, people began to seek her out for her advice. That went on for a few years, but it was poor making, barely able to pay the rent for the small house she lived in. Then came her opportunity to really earn some cash. An expedition to the unknown was looking for a doctor and where willing to pay handsomely, seeing as her chance to get out of the city and earn some decent cash she applied and was accepted. Although, recently she has been regretting that decision.


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The beating of her heart was slowing, Erin could feel it. A gentle thump thump, thump thump. For the last year or so her mother had held on, ever so bravely and without an ounce of care for herself. Erin admired that in her mother, she was such a kind and caring person, completely different from her daughter and that made Erin feel as if she had disappointed her in some way. During this time the half-giant had grown close to the woman that she felt she could never truly understand. It was a bitter sweet time because it was one of those moments where she was genuinely happy but she knew that her mother wouldn't survive. But she was determined, she wouldn't let the woman she was beginning to love die without a fight. She buried herself into her studies and was quickly reaching the point of her tutor, it wouldn't be long before she surpassed him. When it became apparent that her mother was reaching her dying hour, the fragile woman drew Erin close while she still had the strength.

"Erin, my dear, my beautiful child. Remember, you perceive how you should live. Don't bury yourself, live and love. You are going to save lives, I just know it." A weak smile, but held so much undying love for her daughter that had been such a difficulty. Never, even in her hardest time, had Erin shed a tear, but right there seeing her mother's love despite the pain and grief that she had brought touched her cold heart and warmed it ever so slightly.

"I will make you proud." She whispered, grasping and squeezing slightly, her mothers frail hand.

So begins...

Erin Harding's Story

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It was just another day, Erin thought to herself. But the thing was, it wasn't just another day. It was the most relieving day that she had ever experienced. After a very long time, too long, and many struggles that makes it a wonder that they survived at all, the ship had dropped anchor. Landed on a mysterious Island, filled with cawing birds and strange animal calls that she had never heard or even imagined. Even the plants where alarmingly bizarre. The whole reason for being here was because of the Geeks as she called the scientists of the group. Set on a journey of discovery and this Island certainly was just that, even without going into an in-depth investigation. This was done for the advancement of the scientific community but Erin couldn't have given a damn about that. She was more interested in getting her money and setting herself up back home. It was quite a handsome deal to simply make sure that no-one died from an illness or injury on the trip, although, she was beginning to question if it was still worth it considering the what they had just gone through to get here.

The very tall and very intimidating woman strode out from her small cabin. Her head was just grazing the ceiling and while that frustrated her, it was also a painful reminded that she wasn't a full blooded giant. She hated the fact that she wasn't quite right. Neither fully human or Giant. Too tall for one, too short for the other. And not only that but the confusion that it brought with having that slightly larger body figure. The kind that didn't make her feel very feminine but still having the girly bits that couldn't make her a man. She hated everything about herself. It usually made her grouchy when her thoughts turned dark as it was beginning to now, especially since she wasn't completely over that faze that had seemed to dominate her teen life. Besides, the whole experience on this blasted ship hadn't put her in a great mood in the first place and so brooding about her unfortunate life didn't seem all that bad. But now was not the time. Everyone was preparing to get off the ship and start exploring, that meant she would need her first aid on hand because knowing these unbelievably intelligent people sorely lacking in common sense they would manage to hurt themselves.

With medical stuff on hand, she prepared herself as she took her first steps onto the sandy shore. Her black leather boots sank in slightly, causing a frown to crease her brow. Nature and Erin, did not go too well together. She sighed a fed up sigh and gave a slight roll of the eyes, before trudging after the others. The sun felt blistering hot especially since she was wearing her linen blouse, black waist coat, the matching tie and those heavy black trousers. The sweat was already beginning to trickle down her back

"This is definitely not going to be a good day." She muttered to herself as she watched one of the scientists already heading off into the jungle.

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People were bustling all over the place, setting up and getting settled. Already there was a pig on a spit, roasting and crackling, the smell wafting along the beach. Erin took a deep breath in, inhaling the mouth watering smell. She had been milling about all day really since there hadn't been much else to do and she wasn't interested enough to go exploring into the jungle after the other scientists. The heat was unbearable to her and it was putting her into a fouler and fouler mood by the minute. With her forcefulness she easily managed to rope in one of the crew members to set up a tent for her to get comfortable under. He set that up relatively quickly, eager to get out of her blistering gaze. Finally, it was ready and she plonked her gear underneath and set up a chair for her to rest in. But she still wasn't as comfortable as she would have hoped. The stifling heat seemed to hang below her tarp and so with no breeze to blow it through it just stayed there, boiling poor Erin. Determined to stay cool she went marching out of her shade and tore a large leaf off a nearby tree. Giving herself a quick fan and satisfied with the results she went back to her haven. Water canteen in one hand fan in the other, it wasn't a bad arrangement.

From her vantage point, a few meters away from the general group, gave her the perfect view to observe the comings and goings of people. On the trip, Erin rarely interacted with anyone however, that didn't mean she didn't pay attention to who was aboard. Her proficient memory was sieving through all of the faces as she watched them, names popping up as she studied them. But she came across one that she couldn't quite pin. A young, clearly undernourished boy heading directly towards the roasting pig. Her damp brow that since arriving here had been in a constant frown, deepened. The fact that she couldn't put a name to his face meant that there had been no talk about him, and she came to realise that she hadn't actually seen him before either. It was clear now that he was a stowaway. There was no way that if he had been a legitimate passenger on this ship that he had escaped her gaze. Yet, she was more curious about him then she had been about this whole expedition. Why he would decide to stowaway on this ship was a mystery to her, but she supposed he didn't actually know this boats intended path.

She sat there lightly fanning herself as she thought on this matter. There was no point in telling the Captain. What good would that do? It's not like they could take him back. Instead, he could be useful to her. She wasn't fond of the idea of attaining things for herself and getting herself sweatier than need be, so the prospect of having a... apprentice or lackey really could be appealing. Whether he wanted to be or not she didn't care, but she had a feeling that he didn't want his presence to be known to the Captain. A tight lipped smirk appeared on her lip. This might not be a terrible day after all.

She gracefully rose from her chair and strode towards the area where she had last seen the boy. With a gait befitting that of a powerful man she headed towards the scruff of hair that was darting towards the pig. He was interesting indeed, he seemed to be skilled at appearing in place without being noticed. Under the radar. He could be useful. So close now, and since he seemed focused on his task she was able to approach him. Her large hand reached out and grabbed his shoulder, quickly turning him around to face her. She tried to school her expression into something less intimidating.

"Hmm, a little scrawny, but you'll do. Grab yourself some food and then come to my tent just over there." Her voice sharp and tone meaning that there was to be no arguing.

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Kards darted to a pile of crates close enough to the pigs to get a closer look. Yes, he confirmed the suspicions looming in his mind, they did look just as delicious as they smelled. he took a rolling dive from his cover to a fallen driftwood log that several crew men used as a bench to gather around the open fire. The driftwood, luckily for Kards, was large enough to conceal his movements as he army crawled to the other end of the thing, where no one was sitting. He peered over the crest of the log, drinking in the sight. He wanted to bolt out, grab a piglet, and stuff his face right there; but this was to important for rash action, he needed a plan of attack, and more importantly, a plan of escape.

Just as the plan was formulated in his mind Kards felt a hand on his shoulder. "Abort mission!" he said, startled, as he turned around to face his captor. He turned and his eyes met shin. His eyes traveled upwards, higher, and higher, and higher until his eyes met the face of either a very feminine man or vise versa.

"Hmm, a little scrawny" the tower said to him "but you'll do. Grab yourself some food and then come to my tent just over there."

While Kards was not one to submit to authority figures on a wish, the giant used commanding enough voice to force him to weighthe situation. 'Grab yourself some food' he listed on his hand, 'tent just over there.' two pros. 'a little scrawny' he listed on his other hand.... Two to one.

"Hey watch it!" said a sailor as Kards stepped past him over the driftwood. "And just what do you think you're doing with your hands all over that?!" he screamed as Kards pulled one of the piglets off the spit by its little tusks.

"My deepest apologies seaman!" Kards said as he began to tip-toe around the man with his prize. "but I'm under direct orders from the skyscraper itself!" Kards transferred the hog to his other hand as he began to feel the heat build up in his fingers. "If you wish I could pass on your complaint." Kards gave the offer half-heartedly as he continued to fumble the meal between his hands.

"eeehhh, just get out of here!" the sailor responded much to Kards's surprise.

'hmmmm... Thought that would have been a little more difficult." Kards thought to himself as he tried to manage the heat of the hog in his hands. Perhaps the tall one was the captain. That would explain why the sailor let him off so easy, or perhaps the tall one was just as equally hard to deal with.

Kards soon found himself out of the sun and in the cool shade of the tent. There was only one problem. "Soooo, where's my chair?" he asked the tall one. "I mean, I would normally sit, except I've got this delicious piglet to enjoy..... And I can't eat it on the ground.... That's how you get ants."

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Erin had only enough time to reach the tent, take a seat and give herself one beautiful fan of cool air before the boy returned. She was glad to see that he had in fact followed her. But as she looked at the still slightly steaming pig in his hands she had to raise a brow. He was much scruffier than when she had first glanced at him. She kept fanning herself as she watched the young boy stand before her. Before she had even begun to form a single syllable the urchin spoke, his words as scruffy as his appearance and equally as smart arsed. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. She was probably as tall as he was just sitting up straight and so to enforce her power over him as clearly no-one had before, she rose to his eye level simply by sitting straighter.

"You'll do just fine on the ground." And realising that he would probably argue that fact as an idea of the kind of sarcastic boy he was began to form in her mind, she quickly held up a hand to silence him. "I want you to use those ears rather than your mouth for the next five minutes while I speak. I've come to the knowledge that you are in fact not actually a crew member of this ship and because of that fact could be in a bit of trouble. However, I have a proposition for you. It's rather simple. All I need is someone to help me set up each day and get my stuff ready. Maybe occasionally going into the forest to get some herbs or something for my poultices if this island has anything remotely of use. But along side that I would care for some eyes and ears just around the place. I like to know things but being my size, it isn't always easy to sneak around. As you can see it isn't much for providing your secret kept and giving you food. What do you say?" She finished and leaned back into her chair, awaiting to hear his answer which would probably annoy her to no end.

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"You'll do just fine on the ground." The giant told him. He figured she hadn't taken the ants problem to heart.

"No seriously, like the risk-" He was rudely interrupted by a hand from the tall one signaling his silence "Did you just-"

""I want you to use those ears rather than your mouth for the next five minutes while I speak." it said

"Well actually I've become quite skilled at using both at-"

"I've come to the knowledge that you are in fact not actually a crew member of this ship and because of that fact could be in a bit of trouble. However, I have a proposition for you. It's rather simple. All I need is someone to help me set up each day and get my stuff ready. Maybe occasionally going into the forest to get some herbs or something for my poultices if this island has anything remotely of use. But along side that I would care for some eyes and ears just around the place. I like to know things but being my size, it isn't always easy to sneak around."

"heh, no shit" Kards giggled.

"As you can see it isn't much for providing your secret kept and giving you food. What do you say?"

Kards produced a large white handkerchief from his back pocket and spread it across his lap, half-listening. The giant was right. He could probably be a top notch errand boy around the island. But first there were a few things that needed straightening out. Kards thought hard about his response. "Are you a man or a woman, because this is going to annoy me to no end."

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Even while she spoke he still managed to interrupt. This was definitely not a good idea, his mouth would be worse than what he was worth. She kept her cool while he made irritating little comments, reminding herself that he simply had never been taught manners. Although, she wasn't one for social etiquette and was quite brash with people, she really hated people speaking rudely to her. When it came time for him to answer he seemed to really consider it, which lessened her frown. But as soon as his bloody mouth opened again it was just a disaster.

"Are you a man or a woman, because this is going to annoy me to no end."

Those words rang through her head, Are you a man or a woman? Man or woman? Like a bubbling volcano she was about to explode. How dare that insolent brat say anything about her! He really needed to learn some decorum. On the arm rests of the chair, her fists closed around the ends squeezing so tightly that they started to crack and splinter, but she didn't notice the pain in her hands or the blood that was starting to drip. All she could feel was the fury and agonising pain of her heart for being called up for her clearly messed up body. She wanted to tear him to shreds, call him foul and ruthless words that even he would shy from. The whole scene played in front of her minds eye. How desperately she wanted it to come true. But as the scene ended to took away the brunt of her anger, just managing to give her a brief space to realise that that would probably be the worst option to consider. Her features were still hardened into clear hate, boring into the young boy but she had decided with great will power that she would not kill him today. Instead another thought popped into her head. A wonderful distraction for the briefest of moments before she had to address his question. They were on an Island filled with mysterious plants, surely there would be something to be found that would benefit the medicinal world? And of course, she would need a test subject on that, looks like the boy would fill that spot just fine. And if nothing happened to him and she indeed found some magical all healing herb she would reap the rewards. If not, she had one less irritating bug in her life. This train of thought maybe lasted a whole ten seconds, but her overall pause before answer would have been at least a minute and a half, plenty of time for him to stew in her piercing gaze. Not that it probably fazed him but it made her feel a bit better to think that she could scare him.

Then the end of his sentence hit her. It was going to annoy him! Brilliant. A cruel smile curled the edges of her lips before she finally answered him.

"Well how unfortunate for you." She started out rather strained but after a quick clear of the throat came out strong again. "I guess you'll never know."

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Kards stared into the face of the sitting tower as he waited for a response. It's face scowled at him. It was an honest anger.... Kards searched his brain for why this giant would will him ill.... Nothing came to mind. Perhaps something he said. He often lost track of his words.

"hey uh, may want to loosen up your grip there friend." Kards said as he noticed a drop of blood drop of its finger. No answer, and more silence passed by. "You might want to have that looked at.... Infection and all." no answer. "Know a good doctor?" nothing seemed to calm the beast in front of him. Kards shifted uncomfortably. He took a bite of ham to distract himself as the tone of his thoughts became to serious for his liking.

"Well how unfortunate for you," the giant started. "I guess you'll never know."

Kards narrowed his eyes. "I bet you're a real spawn-of-a-bitch." he said.

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Erin slowly pried her hands off of the bloody mess of wood. The pain was beginning to register and she gave a quick flick of both hands, spraying a bit of blood. She turned her palm upwards and started picking the splinters out. The meticulous action soothed her, not quite enough so to emit a low growl when he insulted her, but just so that she didn't tear his head off. Once she had managed to remove most of the splinters from both of her hands she rose from her chair and when to the table where all her goods were laid out. She had bandages, ointments and other bits and pieces for her practician. However, what she really needed was a bowl with some water to wash her hands, the salt water would be good for the cuts. She continued to ignore the impudent boy pretending to busy herself with her stuff while in fact she was simply trying to work up the words to actually speak.

"You say that as if it were a bad thing. Besides I would love to insult you, but you probably wouldn't understand. So instead, let me give you your first job, go find a bowl, fill it up with sea water and bring it back to me. Simple yes?" She told him firmly, making sure to show that she really didn't give a damn even though his words did cut. She gave him one last dismissal look and then turned back to her sorting.

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"So easy a cave man could do it your your giantness." Kards responded as he took a bite of rump. 'so easy I'm going to save 15 minutes or more by not doing that.' Kards thought as he left the tent and headed to the ocean to dispose of the remnants of his meal.

He threw all but the final leg of the piglet into the ocean. "probably wouldn't understand" Kards repeated the giants words to himself. She did have one thing on him though; she did know he was a stowaway. Not that anyone else wouldn't know he was a stowaway by looking at him for more than a few moments. He needed a place to hide, he considered the forest again. Suddenly however a stroke of genius struck him as he saw a tall middle aged woman standing all commander-like and official. 

Outsmarting people was his thing, and he was about to rub that in the giants face. He began to march towards his target. 'I have no problem helping out people every once in a while, but manipulation is a no. Giant has something on me does she?!' Kards told himself as he finished the last of his pig and stuffed the bone in his pocket.

"Captain." he stated matter-a-factly. "I have been a bad boy."

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That boy was so infuriating! But Erin willed herself to not say anything, preferring to get him out of her sight for as long as possible. But it then meant she would have to wait longer to clean her hands. Stuff it, she thought, I'm not waiting for him. So marching out of her tent she made her way to the waters edge to wash her bloody hands. She knelt down, trying to get the least amount of water on her. Unfortunately she couldn't stop the water from lapping onto her shoes. Ignoring it she proceeding to washing her hands, it stung a bit but otherwise was nothing.

Once she was finished she retreated to the shade of her tent, only to be halted in her tracks by something loud and very strangely accented coming from the trees. The large woman stopped and listened to the yelling, her injured hands forgot, watery bloody dripping to the sand. Her face was screwed up into confusion and absolute bewilderment. What the hell was that? Were there other people on this Island? And what was it talking about boar-woman? That was just a pig on the spit. It wasn't difficult to tell where the sound was coming from and considering she had nothing better to do - alright, her hands needed attention - she wanted to investigate.

Moving swiftly in the direction of the voice she reached the edge of the tree and looked up. She couldn't see anything straight away but that didn't mean that there was nothing up there. The thing wanted safety, well, she couldn't exactly promise that but it didn't need to know.

"Who are you? What do you want? Come out and talk, I won't harm you." If Erin could make contact with the Islanders maybe she could figure out some of their medicines to take back. What she was not expecting was that they were of not humanoid.

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Cralyn snapped out of his dazed exhaustion, having been unfocused, the sound of a loud, boisterous, he turned unholstering his pistol with practiced ease. Monkey..The loud boisterous, monkey. 'A threat is a threat, primate or not.' His eyebrows arched in calm confusion as he held the gleaming weapon out before him ready to fire upon it, though it talked of peace and safety, there was no telling, and apparently, they were at war with some pig tribe or something to that affect. He walked forward noting the crew doctor shouting back at it, his gaze darted to her bewildered.

'What the hell is wrong with everyone..' He cracked a crooked and charming grin at the state of things, despite his urges to shoot. 'Have they forgotten that we don't negotiate with terrorists.' The rushed and edged jibberish would be threats to the ears of Cralyn, whose steel grip would be sweaty as it tightened on the handle of the pistol, the brass barrel dipping down, reaching up with his thumb to pull the hammer down, a whirring sound could have been heard from somewhere within the mechanics of the weapon.

The crooked smile was genuine, friendly and confident. He meant what he said and said what he meant, even if the manly doctor wanted to ring the monkey's neck, he felt he could keep her.. him.. herim from doing anything brash. The Captain and scientists, surely would find talking to a creature of this island a breakthrough. Surely. His voice was that of a proud young man, stern and holding a boyish characteristic while remaining strong. "I could guarantee your safety!" The shout was jovial and yet edged with a wicked fantastical humor as if he found the whole situation hilarious.

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Monty saw the giant come towards his position; he had underestimated the otherworlder. The woman came to the tree and asked him some questions. “who am I” he laughed at that “I’m the shaman of the island or at least one of the best ones, what do I want to see if you pose problem. Which so far you do, you have pretty much made war with two different tribes. The boars I can make sure there is no war with, it’s the Jormungand that you have to worry about by crossing their territory in your giant raft you have declared war even the Tritons don’t go into the sea in fear of them.” He was still chuckling from his hiding spot in the tree. “They probably won’t attack you on land, but if they don’t attack the next time you set sail be sure they will be following you to your homeland. The boars will probably ask for the life’s equal to the children you slaughtered. Leave this place I will return later with the chief of the boar tribe, come back in the time it take to cook a meal, also I smell a member of the tiger clan, I would beware the woods, you probably eating his meal tonight.”

It was then another young one yelled at him promising safety. “Young one, it’s not because I worry about me I ask for my safety, I’m one of the few creatures on this island most tribes will listen to and if you kill me then you will, have more than two tribes to worry about. You will have most tribes from the smallest to the biggest angry at you, and that smile I’ve seen it before it the smile I used to wear when I thought I was the smartest one in the tribe, and then you do something that ruins everything. Like that thing in your hand I don’t know what it is but I can guess it’s a kind of weapon. Don’t worry if I wanted you dead I could of allowed you to have a war on two fronts, I’ll bring the boar chief to a tribal council, I will also bring another chief to this meeting as a second witness. Meet us down the beach when you find the rod in the sand wait there for us. If you are honorable just bring three of you I prefer your leader and two wise ones, not a childish brat who thinks of himself too high. Also this smoke is just smoke” he dropped a container that fell at the doctors feet, creating a smoke wall that gave him thirty seconds to go through the trees. By the time it was clear he was south of their landing point, he traveled a fifteen minutes walking distance put his stick in the ground. He headed into the forest and told the boar chief the bad news and that they were meeting the otherworlders soon and to meet him in the tritons village. He then jumped into the trees and came back out where his day had started, the triton lord was happy to be the third party and jumped into the sea to watch the stick, for the ones they were meeting. He waited till the triton chief returned with the news, of what the otherworlders had done