Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-4211788-20160408133747

The hawk pulled his arm back after looking quite foolish with Frost not understanding the fist bump method of respect. Group A looks on with confused expressions as well.

"Man.. Icicles just don't ever know how to have fun, huh chief?" asks a soldier.

Hiero sighs ignoring his question. "Let's climb up and take control up top."

Hiero and his group begin scaling trees until they reach the top. The village of Upper Luft-Tribu was absolutely stunning. A darkening sunset was visible from the top but the area was full of a war effort among bandits raiding and Hielo troops apprehending villagers as war criminals. The screams of children and adults alike are heard and echoe throughout the forest.

Hiero gets to the top and shouts, looking for Damon.

"Damon! Damon, comrade!" shouts the hawk. No response is heard so the hawk begins looking for his Luft friend.