And sorry for being so lax - work hit me big time...
The two Frenchmen kicked about the dirt, flora, and embers, but little could be seen. Of course, many obvious tracks lead away from the scene of madness and destruction, but who could tell which of the several dozen belonged to their companions? The toad tribe had fled in all directions. If one listened carefully, one could still catch the odd scream from the Jungle.
In the ground, the remains of the Toad king hissed and bubbled, dissolving slowly into the earth.
The blotchy, diseased young woman with glazed eyes started babbling, in a variety of different tongues...
OOC:Nilo-Saharan and Bantu roll success...
Spoiler:
The words are mainly gibberish as far as you can tell, but she does use some words in these tongues, pleading for help, get her to a medicine man, and so on...
Re: Ch3: The Madness
Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2016 4:49 am
by Mr. Handy
"I can't understand a bloody word she's saying," says Percy. "Of course, it probably wouldn't make a lick of sense even if my Bantu were better."
OOC,Other Language: Bantu roll (15% skill) to understand the woman:
[dice]0[/dice]