Sticks and Rocks

The chief looked embarrassed. "No, in fact those were just for show, with no actual darts in them. You see, we're a bit behind the other villages in terms of technology... we tried developing blowdarts, but some of our best warriors ended up swallowing some... and died."

"Somehow I understand why they haven't defeated the Meganymphodragon yet." Bob whispered.

"No fears." Fred said. "A stout heart and a noble cause may prevail where cold hard steel is lacking!"

"Aye, Fred." Astra said. "We'll save these gentle jungle denizens from the foul clutches of the Meganymphodragon, and then return to teach them the arts of civilization."

Thusly, equipped with pointy sticks and rocks, Fred, Astra, Bob and Alexis recieved the village chief's blessing and struck off toward the dreaded cave.

Meanwhile, the chief and all the villagers were rolling on the ground, howling with laughter.

"Can you believe they fell for it?"

"Ha ha ha! Meganymphodragon, good one, chief!"

"Good thing they didn't find the village blacksmith!"

When the laughter subsided, a villager asked the chief. "So what's really in that cave anyway?"

"Who knows?" the chief shrugged. "Some say it's empty. Others say there is a portal to another world there. In any case, bad juju. A good place to send stupid hchingatos into."

1. Meanwhile, Fred, Astra, Bob and Alexis had reached the entrance to the cave. It's yawning entrance loomed over them like the maw of an unearthly beast.

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