1st Tribute

This is a plot event that always occurs on Day 7, Afternoon. It is the first in a series of events that will occur weekly, and require the family to gather certain materials in certain quantities and give them over as tribute. For this tribute, the family needs 10  Wood. If you want to avoid increasing Björn's Animosity level, you need 15  Wood instead.

*It's been five days since Björn raided the camp and asked for his tribute. Everyone was growing nervous from the wait.*

...

No one's coming. We may be lucky after all? They have forgotten about us?

... Let's wait a bit more before getting our hopes up.

*They waited in silence for a whole hour, their hearts racing, when...*

Look! Someone's coming!

*They saw a scruffy man riding a donkey slowly advancing toward their camp. The mule was loaded with big heavy baskets, making it walk more slowly than one could think possible. The man on the mule was wearing somewhat fancy linen clothes, but ruined by the dirt and a puzzling sense of bad taste.*

Coming! Coming! Say hello to your new best friend *<wink>* Elof's the name, my little ponies.

*("Friend"?...)*

*("Little"?...)*

*("Ponies"?...)*

What? You lost your tongue? Björn cut it out already? BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

*He continued laughing for a while, almost choking on his own joke.*

Haaaaaaa... You're too funny. I think we'll get along fine my little birdies. But well... All good things must come to an end. Sooooooo... What did master tell me again? Errrrrrrrrh... 15  Wood, that's it? Okayyyyy, put them here please, I'll-...

No, no, no. Björn told us to gather 10  Wood. No more, no less.

10  Wood??? You SURE?

Yes.

Hmmrngh, weird. He must have forgotten to tell you about MY share! *<wink>*

Your share?

If you give me a little extra for mah trouble, I'll make it worth to you my little duckies. *<wink>*

...

* **Give him 5 Wood**

We only managed to secure 5  Wood for you master. Tell him we're sorry, but that's all we have.

* -5  Wood
* Björn's level of Animosity increases.

*Elof glared into the eyes of Moira with his squinting, bulging eyes.*

I see... You're playing a dangerous game here, chick. But well, I'm just the messenger. Don't blame me if y'all end up killed. Or worse. Hehehe.

* **Give him 10 Wood**

Here, as we've been told, 10  Wood for your master.

* -10  Wood
* Björn's level of Animosity increases.

*Elof froze and glared into the eyes of Blodeuwedd. Only his pupils were trembling with frenzy.*

I see... That's how you want to play the game, chick. It's your move... Don't end up crying on Elof's shoulders when ye'll need help, birdie. *(His tone suddenly became blatantly menacing)* And believe me, you'll need aplenty.

* **Give him 15 Wood**

Okay Elof, we'll give you 15  Wood as a token of our friendship.

* -15  Wood

We came here in peace, we don't want to start a senseless fight.

HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR. Good boy, goooooood boooy! But so you know, the fight started as soon as you put foot on this cursed island. Being docilejust makes the fight last a bit longer... Better than nothing, heh!

* **Give him nothing**

We'll give you NOTHING, scumbag! You can eat dirt and choke on it.

Hehe. Are you REALLY sure, birdie?

* **Reconsider**

Hmm wait.

(You are given the original 4 options once more.)

* **We lack resources**

We'd give you what we have, but... we don't have any  Wood. We used it all to feed our fire.

* Björn's level of Animosity increases.

That's a sad *<burp>* story. I could cry ya know? To think about with Björn will do to your bodies... Just because you were too tired to go fetch some  Wood... Sad, sad story.

It's an impossible task. If we're dead, what use will we have to your master?

Owowow... I'm not here to think, kitty. I'm here to take things from you, that's all. It's simple, you don't give me nothing, I come back to Björn empty handed, and none of us looks good. So GET YOUR FINGERS OUT OF YOUR ASS AND GO BACK TO WORK! You understand?

...

* **Go to Hel**

Yes. We won't submit to Björn's rule! Leave us alone.

* Björn's level of Animosity increases.

You don't understand that you don't have the choise, do you? I'll go back to my master empty handed then... Don't fool yerselves... You're as good as dead doggies now.

Sooooooo... It's time to say goodbye to my little kittens. NEXT GIFT TO OUR GREAT MASTER BJÖRN, PRAISED BE THY NAME! We want 8 Potable Water in 7 days. No more, no less! *(He whispered)* But don't forget my share. *<Wink> <Wink>* Farewell my little ponies! We may never meet again. Hehe.

*And then he slowly went back to the forest from where he came. You clearly hear farting sounds in the distance.*

I hate this man.

I hate this man's smell.

*("Ponies"?...)*