(IC) Lost In Dreams [Peter]

[the_matrix_walker]

Species? Why does that matter? I'm sick and tired of them and I'm looking for another tribe. Its not just customs, its dignity."


"They won't do anything to change the Porba. They'll go along with all the things the Porba do and say they're grateful to the Porba for the life-force they work hard for."

"Something tells me things might be different here. I'm not sure if there are other tribes with your language you can talk to... When your people catch up, I will tell them you can stay with me if you want to."

As they gain in elevation, they come to a good vantage point: Peter can see the tipped conveyor on the next beach. The Vutu chasing after them has caught up enough to shout. "Peter! Torzuchi! Wait for the rest of us!"

Peter yells back,
"Catch up! I probably need help, I found the people I'm trying to save!"

Peter rushes to the conveyor to see if it can be righted or dug out. He bangs on the side a few times.

"Are you guys okay In there? I'm here to help!"

If he cannot right it, he will look for a lever or anything that might help him dig them out and wait for the others to catch up and try and get their assistance.