Hermitcraft Hunger Games

Forming Alliances (Day One/Two? Idk)

side note: I was running the Hunger Games simulation again looking for inspiration (aka: interesting deaths) and there was an arena event on day one. i am not lying to you, SEVENTEEN PEOPLE died on DAY ONE of the simulation.
(i'm not basing this book on a specific simulation, i'm writing this BASED on the events that happen in it, but i run it a lot)

also i came across this: "Iskall falls from a tree and dies." and i just thought: fitting, he fell from his omega tree.

ANYWAY, enjoy.

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"Grian, stay still!" Mumbo said as he tried unsuccessfully to pin down Grian's wing.

"Sorry, sorry," Grian replied, trying to stay still as Mumbo cleaned the arrow wound in his wing. The two hermits were in a small clearing in the middle of a forest, surrounded by thick foliage. They'd walked several hours before stopping here.

Mumbo cleaned and bandaged the wound,  careful not to hurt Grian. Several times he felt Grian flinch, but Grian didn't say anything.

"There, you're all fixed up," Mumbo told him.

"Thank you, Mumbo. And thank you for saving me from Doc, too. I'd be dead already if it wasn't for you," Grian answered.

"Of course, you're my best friend," Mumbo said.

Their conversation was interrupted by a rustle of the leaves. Immediately, both hermits jumped up and faced the source of the noise, tensing up.

"It's me! Fellow Architech and Dragon Bro!" came a muffled voice from behind a clump of vines.

"Iskall?" Grian relaxed, then ran over to help Iskall get through the leaves. Mumbo trailed behind.

"Hey, Grian, Mumbo!" Iskall emerged from the forest. 

"Iskall, thank goodness it's just you, I thought it was one of the oth- wait, you're not here to kill us, are you?" Mumbo asked.

"I'm not here to hurt you, I want to form an alliance or whatever. I don't want to be on my own," Iskall said.

"In that case, welcome to our little clearing," Grian told him.

"You alright, G? That's a lot of blood on your wing... and the ground..." Iskall glanced around the clearing.

"It is a lot of blood, but I'm okay," Grian answered.

Iskall was doubtful, but he didn't question further.

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Xisuma was getting tired.

"False, where are we going?" the admin questioned.

"We're finding shelter, which I will know when I see. Now quit whining or I'll ditch you," she replied.

Xisuma shut up.

A few hours later, they found a camp. False peered through the leaves and saw Welsknight farming wheat.

"Listen," she whispered to Xisuma. "This is a perfect chance. We can take out one of our biggest threats right away."