The Great Hunt

[Eithni Vala Stark]

After cutting out six of the rancor's teeth from its mouth, she skipped over to Drali, she handed the woman's lightsaber back, though she did had a longing look for the weapon. "YES! Your lightsabery was so much fun cutting with it!" replied Eithni with a very overexcited explosive voice as she mimicked holding Drali's lightsaber, cutting through the air as if it had been a rock. "How do I get my own?!" Asked the witch, jumping in front of Drali with a big grin like-smile.

She looked up at the air, noticing the same and looked back at the rancor, "okay, you can stay at my hut!" suggested Eithni very excited all of a sudden and took Drali's hand and guided her back towards the village.

Coming back to the village, the sentries didn't stop them and Eithni let go of Drali's hand, as she turned to the Deucalian woman, "wait here, gonna go tell the hunters to gather the rancor and then we'll hold a feast! For the success of the hunt" explained Eithni ever-so-excited and dashed away to find the hunters of the village. All while Drali was left to her own devices, appeared Mother Usara by herself, "I trust, the hunt went well" stated the old matriarch, not really asking as she already knew the answer from how Eithni acted. It was more of an observation.

Standing with both her hands resting on the round figurehead on the top of her wooden cane. Long wrinkled bone-like fingers intertwining each other as the Matriarch's gaze followed Eithni excitedly told the hunters about the kill. "I'm sure Eithni has told you about the feast, you're welcome to stay, you kept her from getting killed and helped bring us a great feast for tonight" invited Mother Usara and made her way from where Drali stood to the largest hut in the village.

Eithni returned as the hunters went to get the killed rancor and stood in front of Drali cheerfully, "come, we can stay in my hut while we wait for the feast to start" explained Eithni and would guide the woman along through the village to the exact same hut as Mother Usara entered. Entering the hut entrance, the interior looked much like it's outside, a very stony texture to it, mixed with wood. The first room was just tall enough for Drali to stand upraised in and split into two new entrances, on to the left and one to the right.

The witch guided Drali right and the new room was a bit bigger in size. There was a single bed in the far left corner and to the right was the wall carved into a sort of table looking platform, where all manners of objects and things laid in a mess. Among some of the things that were on the table, were all kinds of smaller bones in a work-in-progress state from looking like talismans, a few rituals knives and more animal trophies of fangs and claws. The last things on the table were quite a lot of different kinds of ingredients for when bigger Nightsister rituals. Besides the table stood an old wooden chair tucked away to the side.

Besides the bed was a very crude-looking wardrobe where a few clothes hanged, many looking a lot like the clothes Eithni had on at the moment. Eithni sat down by the table and placed her new rancor trophies in the form of fangs. Turning to Drali, "you can sit on my bed" explained Eithni and pointed towards the bed.

 

[Darth Valravus]

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"There's a couple of planets around the galaxy where you can get a crystal. Other than that you can make a lightsaber even out of stuff you find in a junkyard, or so I hear. I built mine on Korriban. We had plenty of good parts. That's why I made two." She made moves with empty hands like she was swinging two phantom lightsabers around in slow motion while making sound affects.

The two women would make it back to the village where they started. The two of them were a little tired after having taken down the beast but Drali did not feel exhausted. When Eithni went to go get the hunters she waited and saw the matriarch approach. "Yes. Eithni killed a pretty big bull. I helped. Thanks. I don't think I've ever tasted rancor now that I think about itt."

When Eithni returned the Deucalian followed her. She made a concious effort to keep her head bent down and avoid hitting the archways of the doors or the ceiling. Seeing the interior decorations the Sith peered at each of them to see if she recognized them. As she sat down on the bed she kept looking around at everything. Her hand raising up to her collarbone where some of her own talisman hung from her neck. "It's a very nice hut." She said remembering the small huts her tribe had used from time to time when they were nomads on Atrer III.

@Raven_41

 

[Eithni Vala Stark]

"Thanks!" replied Eithni with a small but sweet smile while she sat working on clearing the rancor teeth. "Grew up here, when I lived in the clan, Mother Usara lives in the other side of the hut" explained to the young witch as she started going around the hut, finding materials she placed in a pile with the teeth. Some of the things lying in the pile were some soft but tough string, a small knife of some sort and a very thin needle-like spike no longer than a child's pinky finger. "Would you help me make my own?" Asked hopefully, while working on the rancor teeth, "we could go tomorrow!" Expressed Eithni excited, looking shortly from her work to Drali.

As Eithni continued working on her little project, a faints sound of feast getting ready, a few other the older Nightsisters entered the large hut, but turned to enter the Matriarch's room, most likely to talk with her.

After half an hour a very young Dathomirian girl, not much older than 12, pooped into the room where Drali and Eithni was. for a few minutes, she just looked at Drali with the biggest eyes of wonder, very much like Eithni do when she's overexcited or surprised. The girl completely has forgotten for a bit, what she was supposed to say as she stood with her mouth agape. The girl had pitch-black hair and some clear blue-sky pupils and a simple red dress formed from bandage-like cloth. Eithni turned to look at the little girl and looked over at Drali, for then to look back at the girl with a sweet smile. "Hi! Are the feast ready?" Asked Eithni and the girl could only just nod as her eyes were fixated to Drali all of her. Another girl among the same height and age entered and when she saw Drali and that her friend just stood and stared at the guest. "Come on Lila, the others are waiting" commented the other girl and pulled the first girl out of her frozen state.

The last thing Drali and Eithni heard was the first girl saying proudly "see, told you she wouldn't eat me!" to her friend, before getting out of earshot. Eithni just started laughing at the two small Dathomirian girls bet and got up. "The elders tell all the small children horror stories of Sith coming to eat small children if they don't do as they the elder generation says. You're the first Sith they've seen" explained Eithni with a grin, and nodded at the exit of the room for Drali to follow her outside.

Upon exiting the largest hut in the village, were Eithni and Drali met with a large wooden table stretched out over the courtyard. All manners of food were present and even some local fruits in terms of mushrooms, roots and other foreign foods Drali wouldn't know about. Then, of course, the meat, both roasted and cooked variant of rancor meat filled the air with watery smell. Not only that, but some of the pieces on the table were huge for those that wanted large pieces of meat, instead of small pieces. There was even made meat stew.

Eithni lit up by the whole setup and turned to face Drali, "come sit with me!" and whirled back around, pulling Drali along for an available bench before it got taken. Being a tad bigger in size than everyone else did make it so that instead of three being able to sit together, it was only Eithni and Drali on the bench. funnily enough, one might think that there would be some kind of ritual since the Nightsisters are people of many different rituals for a lot of different things. When it came very close to first come first serve the type of mindset, which was what Drali would quickly realize as everyone around her just took what food that wasn't on someone's plate.

Weirdly enough, being a predator the rancor meat had a lighter flavour, with a slightly sweet aftertaste while being extremely deliciously tender to chew. Eithni was just grabbing food left and right from the table to her plate and then just jumped over the content of meat, roots and mushrooms. Leaning over the Drali, "be careful about the mushrooms, tastes amazing, but if your mind isn't used to the effect, you may start to feel silly" warned Eithni Drali as the mushrooms had a fifty per cent chance of giving people hallucinations who wasn't used to eating them.

@Darasuum

 

[Darth Valravus]

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"Yeah, sure." She answered the Witch when she asked about making her own lightsaber. The following moments were captivated by the arrival of a young girl who seemed mesmerized by the Deucalian. "well I am pretty special."

The following feast was delightful. The witches stared at her but some made conversation. Drali ended up still eating some of the mushrooms despite Eithni's warnings. She was fine with feeling silly. Other than eating in the mess halls of a ship or imperial bases the woman rarely ate in the company of numerous others so this was a nice change.

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