Moving to The Cut was easy, me Orlok and the 12 Banuk and 12 Nora that follow us were hard-trained soldiers now, after so many battles and blood spiled, there were no complains about the snow or the climbs we had to make, just talk about what to expect, the Nora never venturing outside of the sacred lands were like kids asking questions, but still try to maintain some decorum trying not to embarrass myself i guess.
"Excited about going home my friend?" I ask my grumpy friend Orlok.
"Home? well.... I suppose..." He murmurs something.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"Well... my former werek were always in the move, always on the trail for the next hunt. We didn't really have a home I guess" He says after a minute of silence.
"And now?" I asked.
"The kingdom is my home, I'm war master, I have people that depend on me. and my werek were all killed by the Carja, only I fail to die and meet with my friends spirits." He adds.
"The Cut is not my home anymore, I don't think so. if not for your 'request' I would not have come."
"Not going to lie to you, I like that you stay in the kingdom very much, you are a great warrior and your training only makes us stronger, but you are a free man, if you ever want to leave, for this reason or that one, you have my blessing. I hope you don't but I still understand."
"Jala is pregnant." He simply responds.
"Oh.... I see, congratulations them." I pated in the shoulder, Jala a Utaru farmer that lived in Mother song, and I had no idea these two were together, well, it's been a while and I'm not sylens to spy on my comrades.
"After a war that took away my werek and a war that killed her family we both... understand each other? I guess? We decided to start this new family in the kingdom. at least none of us are outsiders there."
"Of course not, Nora, Banuk, Utaru and tanak are all welcome. just respect the laws and live the best life you can, its why im fighting for, the reason i started all these, to put these damm tribal walls down for good. "
Our conversation was stopped by the sound of a horn and a message.
"Banuk and outsiders, get ready." Someone screams atop a clift.
"So we almost there them, get ready people, look profesional." I told my war party.
I was really happy with them, their gear and their attitude made all these years of training worth it. After a few more minutes of walking under the gaze of the Banuk sentries we finally reached Songs Edge, the poor settlement of the banuk, small tents and some warriors were all that was to see. no merchants no life, no people, just warriors,
soon we were stopped by these warriors.
"Halt outsiders, what's your business here?" one asked with suspicion watching our party.
"I'm King Noir of the Kingdom were to talk with Chiftain Aratack" I replied not wasting time.
They looked confused, maybe they don't know me or the kingdom but soon one of them left and went to the big tent probably to talk to his chieftain, and soon a huge man came out of the tent.
"So you the 'king' some of my people talking about, its seems i have you to thank for releasing some of my people."
"No thanks needed, the Carja are enemies to all of us." I replied.
"Hum. true. But what do you want 'king' of the nora?' Why are you were?" He asks.
"To make a deal with you, the Banuk, we have successfully push the carja back in our lands and now we are in a position to help others, for a price of course." I say " I also want to explore your lands for a while."
I wanted to meet CYAN, the help of a AI would surely help me a quite a lot, and i wanted to stop HEPAHUSTUS from taking control, fighting fireclaws on the game were already hard, fighting them in real life would be a nightmare. i would stop that if i could.
"Look around. what do you expect us to pay? We have nothing but our weapons, all civilians were moved years ago to Ban-Ur."
"Nothing unreasonable. you have machines we don't have in our lands, we want those machine parts, if you can deliver the machine in one piece even better, and also animals, goats and the like, for that small price i will send a war party and supplies to help you take control of your lands again."
"That's all? Machine parts and animals? hard to believe that's all you want." He says suspiciously.
"That's all, well... if you could point me to the shaman path i would be grateful."
"The shaman path is meant for shamans, not outsiders." He replies with a frown.
"I'm tracking a spirit, and i believe she's there, it's most important i speak to her, i believe that would help both our people a great deal." I say honestly to the grumpy man.
He looks eyes with me and stays silent for a while, finally he speaks in a grumpy mood.
"If you can find the path fine, but i will not help, all my warriors are needed to fight the Carja. but i will not stop you either."
"Thats good enough." I say and call my party.
"These are supplies we have brought to you, food, medicine and many weapons. They are a gift for the Banuk, may the bonds of our people grow strong under Carja blood."
After some more talk me and my people started making camp in the frozen wilds for the night, for tomorrow we would track CYAN.
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