Captured by the natives.

When sensation starts to reach you again, you feel an unsteady sensation of movement as a splitting headache becomes prelevent in your mind. You open your eyes, and see the forest canopy above you, folating up beyond your feild of vision. You try to get up, but find your arms bound behind you to something hard. You look around and see there are a number of tiger people all around you, to especially large muscular ones in front and behind you, carrying you on a pallet of bamboo as they trudge along. You get the feeling that you have just been the main catch of a hunting party, as the tigers are dressed in native loincloths.

"Um... guys? I think there has been some sort of mistake here..." you start, going on into how you got lost and how you really need to get to the tundra part of the part, and how your pretty sure you shouldn't be back here and if they would be so kind as to drop you off near the park that you would gladly take your leave. But the tigers seem to be simply ignoring you. Or they don't understand you. Pretty soon your voice is horse and your force to just wait until the tigers get to their destination.

***

After some time, you start seeing primitive huts about you, and realize your probably in the tiger's village. You here some welcome cries as a few fameale tigers greet the party. "What you got there?" one asks, "Found him back in the forest, real loudmouth." says the tiger. Ahh, so they were just ignoring you. "We'll take him to the shamen, see what he wants to do." You don't feel to confident about that...

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You are brought forth...

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