Bounty Hunter Bash Isle Heat Lock Part Eight
The Face Paint Prophecy They all had been walking for a whole day and a half, including a good night’s sleep, when they came to another tribe. Their homes were tents made of leather and in the shape of combs. The people had dark skin and joyful narrowed brows eyes. They all wore thin clothes which showed their skin, but keeping their private spots covered. The women were covered in bright colourful beads and the men were clothed in feathers. “Ahh! This is a peaceful tribe and joyful regardless of what happens. They are also very welcoming. Ah yes I had such fun with them!” Cerpheres smiled and laughed. “In what way?” Both Bash and Chashathrophogh asked with raised eyebrows. He smiled innocently as he waved his hand. “Oh don’t worry! It was perfectly innocent! Them and my beloved crew partied all night long.” That was when a group of girls came up to Bash and Strena and took their hands. They pulled them down gently. Then they dropped several necklaces made up of red, purple ...