Orth's Reemergence

Discussion and Decision

A figure is trudging across thick snow.
Carrying backpack and holding onto a
Relic.

Groaning lightly, he goes into an opening in a rock face and sets his things down.

Tired, he lays on the cold floor, and in his mind, he makes plans for what to do next.

He brings himself up from the ground and looks at his backpack, before taking the pickaxe in the ground and the hatchet in the side pocket. And exactly so, he takes out the other long hatchet from the other.

He straps the hatchets onto the side
of his belt and straps the pickaxe on his back. Making sure they are secured and can be pulled out easily, he takes his two relic guns and restocks his ammo pouches.

"Alright, very nice. Now for food."

From his tone, you can tell he is tired.

And so, he goes out the hole and steps onto the snow-covered ground. Examining the surrounding, he decides what route to take and goes to hunt for some food.

He turns a corner and walks across the snow. Climbing up a small snow mound, around 4 meters at most.

Standing on top, he happily takes out his handheld telescope and scouts the area for any possible signs of life. Any movement, or colour that stands out.

And very soon, through the lens of his scope, he finds some blue thing moving towards a rock face.

"Perfect, now I'll be killing you dear food."

Quickly, he readies his long hatchet and swiftly but stealthily moves across the ground. Making as little noise as possible, which is somewhat easy as there was strong wind blowing in the snow wasteland.

Now, as he is approaching the creature, he slows. Examining the creature, observing it's movement, sound, sight.

Throwing a piece of stone across it to distract it, its fat, juicy butt is now pointed towards him. And very quickly, taking this opening, he runs and jumps on top of the butt before delivering a killing blow to the head. However, it was still moving. Before it could do anything however, he took a swing each at some of the joints connecting its extremities.

"Perfect, it is now dead and I can do whatever I want with it"

He says this with a mischievous grin on his face.

"Now dear octoliar, I will kindly borrow your limbs to feast on. I will definitely return it if you ask it back, because I'm a very kind person."

He says to no one in particular. He has a habit of talking to himself when delving alone.

Leaving the fat and juicy butt and body alone, he runs away with the limbs he stole.

'If I eat the main body, I will definitely die. I have learnt that'

And so, he comes back to the cave with the limbs. His tired face was replaced by excitement.

As he yeets his meal to the ground, he goes to this bag and takes out some dry wood and a relic with a spiralling pattern: Spiralling heat stone.

'Generates heat, which is really good in this cold hellhole.'

He sets up the wood in a log cabin layout. He picks up big pieces of stone and places them around the campfire, adjacent to each other.

"Perfect. I finally see why they taught so much about campfires."

"Now with this layout, I can dry my clothes and cook the food."

Setting his clothes facing at the campfire on the stone, he pulls out the flesh of his stolen limbs out of the exoskeleton and puts a stick through it. Again, he sticks the free end of the sticks into the ground with the other end facing the campfire.