The transition between forest and "village" was absolutely smooth. No fences. No fields. No houses. The only notable change was that the trees became thicker and more hollow, relatively dry dens like animals would use for their lair, bedding themselves in soft moss and leaves. Not single bit of arctitecture, just hollow trees. Big enough to house a small family, but still, just trees.
No sanitation, no theatres, no libraries.
This place had no culture. The only building that vaguealy made hints at culture was the church, and even that was just a hollow tree.
They may speak, and have an intelligence that is suprising, but a dog walking on it's hindlegs was still a dog.
This was no more a diplomatic mission than it is diplomatic to throw ants food and watch them carry it away. Eureka was already looking forward to returning as soon as possible.
Instead of greeting her with some dignity, the one who decided to speak for them just dropped from a tree right in front of her. Again, the query for the ruleens virtues resulted in nothing.
Not very suprising anymore. The written works of the great philosopher eurydike did at some places say that an individual which does not train itself in virtue, will stagnate and be worthless. Makes you wonder what that meant for an entire race which had no virtues...
Upon being asked about the shapes of the trees however, the results were interesting. Those creatures, primitive as they may be, still were able to perform magic feeds. Nothing all too impressive though. Shaping wood is useful, but the state of the "village" and the ship previously encountered seemed to show a lack of though being put into the forms. Simple. Just barely enough to fullfill the task. Lacking artistic inspiration.
After showcasing the magic of shaping wood, the barbarian demanded "So you have seen one of tricks, do you mind showing me one of yours."
For a brief moment, Eureka considered petrifying her, to gain some respect from this dog thinking itself higher than it is, but that thought quickly was thrown away. Neither was it good to anger these savages, nor to expose something as important to them.
Instead, she chose to reveal something more interesting. Maybe at least something that these savages could learn something from...if they had some potential at all. So she chose to take a stick, and draw into the ground
so that they may study it.
"Show this to your elders. You might not comprehend it yet, but I assure you, if you want to see "one of my tricks" this is the one that you will hopefully profit the most from."
It was hard to say those words without pity in her voice. These creatures did not even have a written language, and probably counted with fingers and toes. It was still an interesting experiment to see what they would make of it, if given some time. Afterall, they seemed to be relatively able to formulate abstract thought. One of them was bound to eventually understand it.
....Not that the facial expression of the ruleen before her inspired much hope...
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