Yankee’s eyes were temporarily blinded by the flash, when he opened them he was amazed. He, Felu, and Gouzzi were standing in the middle of a hilly field. He saw that there were a grand total of five Zefies there in addition to himself, Felu, and Gouzzi. Yankee couldn’t help but stare. REAL ZEFIES! He hadn’t seen another of his kind since that dark day so many years ago. . .
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Yankee remembered how that day had been a storm. The lightning flashed and flashed. Yet, he hadn’t feared; he liked storms back then. But then
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“Ahhh, Yankee? Yankee? What do you want us to do?” Gouzzi was asking. Yankee realized that he would have to act like a leader for a while. He was used to commanding small squads of soldiers, but a settlement? He wasn’t sure he could do it. Why did he agree with that strange god?
Then his normal decisiveness kicked in and he started issuing orders. A very quick survey revealed that they had a very nice location. There was a fairly large forest right to the west. Sandy dessert to the north and the east. There was a nice sized river right close by as well.
His next order of business was the supplies. They had a bit of food, some seeds, some root beer, an ax, a pick, some shovels, and a nice couple of animals. As far as the creatures went, there were two cows, a cat, and two turkels. There was also a pair of magnificent looking margna-turkles.
Yankee really did like turkels, they were very similar to an average turtle, but were armored, had spikes in assorted places and had six legs each. The margna variety was similar, just very, very big (car length). He quickly became optimistic.
“Felu and you over there, move off to the forest and start cutting down some trees. Your sword will work fine as an ax Felu. You two, start digging out holes, we’ll build partially underground. You two, try to put some wheat in the ground. Gouzzi, start planning the buildings and a future hunting site. I’m going to scout the river out a bit and look for fishing sites.”
“This is where we shall defend good. I name this land, Angelshielded.”
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I'm just going to consider that the tile types bleed over a bit. If I don't post tommorow, they start building a wooden wall.