Incursions|Clan Beleg, Beastlands

[Kender Bard]

Arcan loved this land. It was rich, full of life, full of possibility. He never needed to stray too far or too deep into the Beastlands to make a kill. And, with a little help from his brother, such kills could be large enough to sustain them comfortably for some time. He could only imagine the success others must be having.

And the variety of food! Not only were there new meats to try but a variety of roots, berries, vegetables, fruits. It was as though he'd fallen into some king's banquet! And there was always, always water to be had once you knew were to look. Even if he couldn't find a stream, a river, or a pond, the whole jungle seemed saturated with moisture and the aforementioned fruits were often juicy enough to slake his thirst as well as a mouthful of water could do.

Curious on how the other Fires were adjusting, he'd set off to patrol along the border and see if he couldn't find his followers. If they were fit enough, they'd soon begin the full-scale invasion to carve out a piece of this kingdom of abundance for themselves.

At the moment he was on foot, meandering northwards along what he figured was the border between lands. That was the only thing that truly bothered him. The treetops were so thick, he couldn't fly comfortably unless he got up and above the treetops. Which meant he wouldn't be able to see game or other people. So he walked with his brother, but didn't really mind.

[tuo]

After a moment or two of walking alongside Arcan, Tevran spoke up softly. "We aren't alone brother. I think something is stalking us, though I can't be sure if it's a beast or..well..a Beast."

[Devon]

Out of the bushes came a rather large Beast. His forearms and legs were massive and his feet rather his hooves were big as well. He had long dark brown hair and an axe strapped to his back. Looking to Arcan and Tevran he growled. "What are you doing out here near Clan Beleg outsiders? Do you want to get killed?"

[Kender Bard]

Arcan bared his teeth in a snarl while spinning around to face the beast. "Look, brother, he thinks he's threatening. We go where we please, Beast!"

[Devon]

"The Beasts of Clan Beleg will kill you just for setting foot on their land. If you have no business with these bastards then leave," Muhammad said. "I'm warning you for your safety, I'm going in to settle a score."

[tuo]

Tevran eyed the Beast carefully, but with a dangerous look in his eyes as well. "What sort of score would this be? Do you mean to say you are not Clan Belegite?"

[Devon]

"Of course not," he said looking offended. "I'm from Clan Poldora," he answered as he puffed out his chest. "Some of those bastards in Beleg trampled over my garden, I'll spill their blood for this!"

[tuo]

Tevran raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Wait..you're here to risk your life because your garden got trampled..? Are you serious?"

[Devon]

"Every man has something to defend and that garden is mine," Muhammad bellowed. "What are you doing in Beleg then? What do you have against this clan?"

[Kender Bard]

"We're in Beleg for our own pleasure," Arcan cut in. "If you want to go spit some of their mangy hides, by all means, good luck. We'll be on our way."

[tuo]

Tevran glanced at Arcan curiously to see if he wanted to speak up, this was his plan after all and Arcan was usually good at this in your face bold kind of thing.

[Devon]

"If you're here to strike against Clan Beleg, then I'd like to join you," Muhammad said. "Do you have any desire to test your mettle against those of Beleg?"

[Kender Bard]

Arcan snorted once and began to pace in tight little circles. He was wound up now, and had he himself been a Beast, his hackles would have been raised. "All of the Beastlands is not unified?" he asked, a bit incredulously.

[Devon]

Muhammad snorted and decided to answer Arcan's question. "Okay little fellow. All the Clans answer to Packleader Thavan, he just makes sure there aren't any wars between us. Other than that we exist on our own. There is Clan Seere, a bunch of wimpy peace loving Beasts, but they are decent people and then there is Beleg a bunch of savage garden stomping bastards!"

[Kender Bard]

Arcan couldn't help the quick, amused grin that flashed over his face at that description. "Heh," he grunted. "So you wouldn't give a shit about anything that could happen to Beleg or it's people is that it?" he queried, cautiously probing the patriotic waters.