Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32632608-20171008061252/@comment-32632608-20171113061053

//Hunter, do me a favor and stop bumping my threads whenever there are no posts from me. Continuing to do so will result in me kicking you out of said threads. Give me time, stop being impatient. That is all.

The Purple Scientist is shot in the chest by Abra. He fires back at the Witch Hazel 5 times with slimy projectiles. The fat zombie then takes notice of ??? transforming, and starts shooting at it instead. The slime projectiles don't actually injure, but rather trap targets in a sticky cocoon.

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As they continue, it would appear as this island is definitely inhabited. The group is littered with wood and small flints, and a few tracks left by something unknown. The forest trail is covered in mud later on, weapons sticking out of the floor. Trees marked with darts, scratches, and carvings of an unknown language. They had a primal gimmick to it with how it looked. Maybe Ulgwark could recognize some of it?

Nevada: *Stops by one of the carvings, and snaps a photo with his phone* This is for keepers... Mr. Cleo! These look pretty important!

Cleo: *Takes a look* I think our primal friend can help us read these. *Looks at Ulgwark* Do you recognize those marks? Can you read them at all?