Momentarily looking upwards to the...roof where's the sky when you need it? Forgot where we were Hoskar has another try, with a new angle.

Think I might see a way through here. We know Sun Hawks tell the truth, right? And we know the Rivals govern their chosen, right? So what we're left with is Voras can't make a promise he might not be able to keep.

How about an undertaking to fully share whatever he finds unless Sun Hawk orders otherwise? In practice, that's what we'd be getting from absloutely anyone we ask anyway.

He looks round the group.

Seems to me it's that or we wait for you to be able to find out for yourself: you'll never have certainty you're being told everything from anyone, will you? he adds diffidently to Ohanzee.

Ohanzee listens with intererst to Hoskar's proposal and after a moment of consideeration responds "On the contrary, the right question to a fellow with a Sun Hawk about and we'd know. Something like Have you told us everything you have learnt about it?"

He looks at the gathered Sun Hawks "So Hoskar's suggestion works so long as you promise to tell whether you have kept back any information gathered about the disc."

"That way we'll know whether we need to take the disc elsewhere to discover the secrets you you might have been forced to keep."

Amara listened to the ongoing conversation saying nothing until Ohanzee had finished "In my experience, the lack of trust between rangers is the cause of our biggest issues. We are rangers first and foremost. Ohanzee, you have some valid points to make, but you are making your own in the wrong way. You are telling Sun Hawks that you do not trust them, yet if anything the ravens have more to prove here and the more dubious record of going away to do your own thing...something which you are profoundly guilty of.... even by your own words." Amara motioned towards the sunhawks. "You should hand it over to them and expect the answers you seek. You should have trust as a given... until they have been proven to break it."

"Ohanzee mentioned his vision with Sun Hawk and a Golden Wheel. Haratt was always talking to the spirit in that Golden coin of his. It was his grandfather. So your vision points at Haratt and no other."

"There were Impala braves with these Sun County folk you say? Fire Feathers? Perhaps it should be them that we are talking too. Catch a few and  see what's what."

"He deserved everything he got" growls Greeshar rubbing the stump off his leg and tapping the Impala brave's skull with the tip of his sword "Just like this one did..."

"I'd not made that connection before," He starts cleaning his new dagger, "I wonder if his grandfather was freed when he was possessed? If he was do you think you could summon him so we could ask him about it?" He nods at Greeshar's gruff reply, "That maybe so, but you could of waited until we'd got more information out of him."

Kobal had been trying to keep out of the discussions.  They were supposed to be getting drunk and butting heads, not discussing the finer points of a round stone slab.

"How did Raven show to you that the information would be dangerous if not shared between all Rivals, Blue Arm?  Is that what was actually shown to you?  Or is it just what you think was shown to you?  How do we know Raven wasn't having some fun with you?"

The suggestion that his half-brother Tarnessh would do something which would endanger the group was annoying as well.  "You know what could be dangerous?  When Ravens go off and do their own thing without telling the rest of us!"

Voras smiles at hearing Hoskar's suggestion.  "Yes, that's something that I can agree to.  Despite a bit of bickering, we're still all friends here.  I promise to share everything I learn should that not contradict with Sun Hawk's commands.  Knowledge benefits us all; secrets kept from allies so rarely do."
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"Why don't you summon him and ask?" comes back Greeshar with a snarl


"That's all you do Ohanzee, get in to trouble and wait for us to safe your skinny arse."

Of all the voices pitted against him Ohanzee seems to pay the most attention to Amara's, perhaps because she at least acknowledges his concern. He smiles at her replying "It is my nature and the nature of my Rival. And it is trust as a given that makes Thunderbird such an easy mark."


Ohanzee looks surprised at this and considers a moment "I never really spent any time with Harratt, no sooner had I met him than he was possessed and then gone. I didn't know that he had a golden coin that he spoke to." He adds perhaps a little grudgingly "I suppose that could be the meaning of the vision."

He hands the disc over though somewhat grudgingly "You can expect me to ask you if you have hidden anything you have learnt about the disc."



He smiles at Greeshar "And if I didn't then you'd have to find someone else to grumble about." His smile broadens "And we'd not have discovered the sept in the Rhino Rocklands, I'd not have found the spirit arrow that turned the battle against the harpy spirits, and..." he lays back again "Well I could go on, but I can't be bothered."

"I'm guessing it'd be easier to summon him where he died?" He looks across to Whispers from the Sky for conformation, "Which is slightly out of our way when we head back, but it might be worth doing, if we don't find out anything before we leave."

"You want to find the spirit of a dead Impala? He'll be with his ancestors and not someone I could find...Unless he's a ghost which might be possible as he was killed in cold blood."

"It's on the way back to the Grasslands."

In reply to Whispers from the Sky (msg # 101):

"If we don't find much out from the Sun Hawks, then I think its worth trying." He looks at Ohanzee and with a mocking tone asks him, "That's if you don't mind lending it again, unless you want to summon him?"

If Ohanzee is still awake he doesn't respond, laying there with his eyes closed.

Looking in Ohanzee's direction, Melock can't help but grin. He moves near the fire and puts a bowl of water on it to warm up, all the while glancing at Ohanzee to check he's still asleep. While its warming up, he moves so he's sitting next to Ohanzee. If Ohanzee doesn't show any sign of being awake, Melock gets the bowl of warm water and gently puts Ohanzee's left hand in it.

Ohanzee opens one eye a slit as Melock takes his hand and places it into the bowl of water then closes it again "I bathed plenty after being inside Old Croak mate."

"I would be flattered, but you're not my type. If you are missing your Bison girl so much then we've still some impala left, just make sure you hobble it well."

In reply to Ohanzee Shappa (msg # 105):

He chuckles, "Worth a try."

"Hey Kobal, fancy a head butting contest?"

Even somewhat inebriated (or perhaps moreso when inebriated), he's ready to butt heads.

Though he looks down at the brave, a foot shorter.  "Are you sure you're up for this, little man?"
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In reply to Kobal (msg # 107):

A fairly drunk Melock tilts his head back to look Kobal in the eyes and has to step back, but manages to nod.

Kobal shrugs, but smiles all the same.  "I'll let you go first," he says magnanimously.

He stands straight, his full height, a full head taller than the brave, and waits grinning for Melock to try his best.

"Now that sounds like a proper thing for a pre wedding night. I'm in for a butting contest too." Henal says, getting to his feet.

Amara rolled her eyes wondering how Kobal's bride would take it when he appeared with bruises for the wedding.

Melock takes a step back to ready himself, while Kobal bends forward to improve his centre of gravity and plants his left foot firmly back to brace himself against the impending headbutt.

Melock steps in, throwing his head forward, but perhaps because he doesn't look completely sober, his step is awkward, placing his body in a bad position to connect properly with his opponent's head.

Kobal grins in satisfaction and takes three steps back.  A run up might help win on the first headbutt.  Charging in, he mis-judges just how much shorter Melock is, and his forehead manages to catch only the top of the brave's head.  It stings a bit, but no damage.

Round two.  When it comes, however, the Raven brave's second attempt is off-centre, glancing off the side of Kobal's head.

This time Kobal decides to stay where he is, and draw his head back instead, ready to throw his back and neck forward.  When his head comes crashing down, it connects with full force onto his opponent's head, sending Melock stumbling back and down.  For a moment, it seems the brave is out cold.  Kobal raises his arms in victory and howls.  But body in the ground moans and stirs.  Slowly, Melock staggers up, shaking his head clear, and stepping up for his third headbutt.

Still groggy, he steps up and grabs Kobal's head on both sides with his hands.  He draws back and releases.  But the contact is weak, and probably hurts Melock almost as much as Kobal.

Grinning again, Kobal wipes some spit from his mouth and stands erect, looking down on the other brave.  Pulling his head back, he brings it down onto the Raven, as if seeking to hammer him into the ground.  The connection isn't as good as the second attempt, but Melock staggers back clutching his head anyway.

"I have won!" declares Kobal, raising his arms again.

Now for Henal...

Henal steps up to challenge the victor.  One short man down.  An even shorter man steps up to take his place.

"I'll let you go first too," offers Kobal.

The two Thunder Birds square off against each other.  Having watched the previous competition, Henal knows he'll have to get a really good connection to beat the big man.  He pulls back and throws his body and head back as hard as possible.  But whereas the force is there, the control and direction is not.  The butt glances off the side of Kobal's head.

"My turn," says Kobal with an evil grin.

He draws his own torso and head back, bringing them down on Henal with full force.  The connection is perfect, flush on the opponent's head.  Henal staggers back one step, two.  Then his legs crumple beneath him and he collapses in a heap, unconscious.

"I have won again!" crows Kobal, strutting about the fire and beating his chest.  "Did you see that?" he says, to all who will listen.  "Two challengers, two victories, haha!"