Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170921114614/@comment-17114085-20171119204134

"Un tey do usnutiid fun mii do staad ved viingaal Dovah Rah ont tinvaak voth ok Dovah Sonaak. Qethnu Strunmah, leytah do faal Prakem-Miin Rath ahrk hofkiin do revak hiim do Dolreid. Til rok qethserod wah niin ahrk nust priidah ok rot wah joriin do Atmora." The Shaman replied.

"That's good, now we know where the settlement is in this Boneless Mountain. Now all we need to know is where exactly this mountain is located." Engwe muttered.

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Athyis was keeping watch from the alleys. He spotted a group of natives, the head of which wore a large horned helmet, coming out of the Chieftain's Longhouse.

"Wuth jul Knut pruz lost geblaan tol ginon. Konaar Tjodolf's monro krasaar lost nunon gevolz. Waan rok hasn't ruz rek uld grind faal Rah dasiik wey zuspein." The Horned native spoke to the others.

"Knut hasn't vos mii tum ont ko pah daar eruvos. Zu'u dahmaan fod dii goraaniik zeymah lost nos voth dilos krasaar ahrk Knut vokras mok ko jos wey ziinkeyal." Another of the natives said. This one was a large blonde fellow with nordic tattoos on the left side of his face.

"Hi bek ov faal Lahiik peh kung, Leif." The Horned native noted as they headed through the street, towards the Shaman's Hut.