The Locals

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In the forest, the Hero used the sharp rock to mark trees with arrows to show her way back. So far, there had been no signs of the Pirate in the forest.

"Reaver!" She yelled for the dozen time.

This time she got a response. She could hear multiple footsteps heading her way. The first person to appear through the trees was the idiot Sparrow was searching for.

"Run!" He yelled, causing her to drop the rock.

"Follow me!" She yelled taking his hand and following the trail she left herself.

They made it back to the beach, seemingly unfollowed.

"What was that?" Sparrow asked tossing him his dry clothes.

"The locals," he answered, throwing on his clothes.

"Did they attack you?"

"They tried, but I outwitted them."

"You mean you ran away," Sparrow corrected.

"Fine, I ran, but it was either that or death by a spear."

She sighed. "What do we do? We don't even have spears to fight them off. I can use my will for possibly five minutes before it kills me."

"We need to find my ship," he answered.

"Good luck with that," she laughed without humor. "They are long gone."

"My crew know better than to leave me behind while I still breathe. They'll show up eventually until then, let's fashion ourselves some spears, so we may defend ourselves against these savages.

"Right... savages..." Sparrow mused thinking of his crew.

"I also saw a good area we could hide out at."

"We can't leave the beach. How will we see your ship that's supposedly coming back?" She pointed out.

"They only need to see a sign that we were on this island."

Reaver grabbed a burning branch from the fire and tossed it into the forest. It caught fire on some dry brush and was already climbing up the trees. Then the Pirate took off his remaining glove and set it somewhere noticeable, but safe from the burning inferno he created.

"Hmm. Good idea," Sparrow said. "But now we should leave before the fire draws them over."

"Indeed," the Pirate king agreed, taking the little bird's hand and pulling her along.

Together, they ran very far before they began walking again, hand in hand, not that Sparrow noticed. The Pirate led them to the place he had found during his exploration.

A little hut was built into a very tall tree. There were pegs attached to the tree to climb up to the hut.

"Well if we're not attacked, this might actually be okay," Sparrow told Reaver with a shrug. "Go on, big man. You first."

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