The Sanguine and Blackbeard's Cutlass
Whatever magic the grove held, it’s certainly more than you can manage. Realizing you’re outmatched, you shout the word any man who wants to live would:
“Run!”
Needing no other command, where to run for example, the crew scurries off into the surrounding jungle. Once you cross back into the trees, the nighttime effect returns. The bright grassy grove is replaced with the dark dense jungle. A flash of purple hair catches up to you.
“Cap, you made it. For a second there I thought I’d have to take command of the boys,” Victoria says gesturing to the remaining crew behind her.
“Is this all that’s left?” you ask. “Where’s Procter and Freddy?”
“Not with us,” she answers. “They’re a resourceful couple, I’m sure they’re ok.”
“I’m more worried about them killing each other rather than the island killing them,” you answer. “Those two don’t exactly have matching personalities.”
“I hate to say it, but we should continue towards the temple,” Victoria says. “No sense in wandering around the jungle looking for those two. Besides if they have any sense of intelligence, they’d continue towards the temple as well. We’re bound to meet up that way.”
“—unless they run into another magic tree, or worse, more natives,” you reply.
“I thought you just said you weren’t worried about that?”
“I was trying to be funny.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t do that. We’ll follow your lead. Continue towards the temple or search for Freddy and Procter?”
“Run!”
Needing no other command, where to run for example, the crew scurries off into the surrounding jungle. Once you cross back into the trees, the nighttime effect returns. The bright grassy grove is replaced with the dark dense jungle. A flash of purple hair catches up to you.
“Cap, you made it. For a second there I thought I’d have to take command of the boys,” Victoria says gesturing to the remaining crew behind her.
“Is this all that’s left?” you ask. “Where’s Procter and Freddy?”
“Not with us,” she answers. “They’re a resourceful couple, I’m sure they’re ok.”
“I’m more worried about them killing each other rather than the island killing them,” you answer. “Those two don’t exactly have matching personalities.”
“I hate to say it, but we should continue towards the temple,” Victoria says. “No sense in wandering around the jungle looking for those two. Besides if they have any sense of intelligence, they’d continue towards the temple as well. We’re bound to meet up that way.”
“—unless they run into another magic tree, or worse, more natives,” you reply.
“I thought you just said you weren’t worried about that?”
“I was trying to be funny.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t do that. We’ll follow your lead. Continue towards the temple or search for Freddy and Procter?”