The man talks. The monkeys do not understand, nor are they flattered. Looks like they aren't interested in conversation.
Nobody is happy about this.
...
One person is mildly happy with this. Low to the ground, they've been waiting for a window of opportunity to present itself for some time- simple, to get closer to where the monkeys were camping (keeping watch? guarding? difficult to tell). Much more difficult to catch them off-guard. They hadn't precisely been counting on the man's abrupt interference, but hey. Chara's not complaining.
With his loud attempts at placating the simians, Quill is the only one who might just see them; a child, slinking out of the undergrowth. Knife in hand, they creep- just a little closer...
Before leaping on the nearest ape's back, knife sinking down between it's shoulder blades. Immediately, it howls, already trigger-happy companions whirling around to fire. When you've just been stabbed in the back, would taking a series of coconut projectiles to the face and torso be considered insult, or injury?
A little birdy tells me you're new to dwrp- welcome!
Nobody is happy about this.
...
One person is mildly happy with this. Low to the ground, they've been waiting for a window of opportunity to present itself for some time- simple, to get closer to where the monkeys were camping (keeping watch? guarding? difficult to tell). Much more difficult to catch them off-guard. They hadn't precisely been counting on the man's abrupt interference, but hey. Chara's not complaining.
With his loud attempts at placating the simians, Quill is the only one who might just see them; a child, slinking out of the undergrowth. Knife in hand, they creep- just a little closer...
Before leaping on the nearest ape's back, knife sinking down between it's shoulder blades. Immediately, it howls, already trigger-happy companions whirling around to fire. When you've just been stabbed in the back, would taking a series of coconut projectiles to the face and torso be considered insult, or injury?