The Dark Academy on Korriban

The massasssi leader crosses his arms and then points to the south opposite of where the Imperial camp is and then shakes head no. He puts a hand on and says words and then points at the hand and then gestures to the clouds and then nods.

The other massassi bare teeth in anger and some beat their chests.

Sylvain nodded, "So... village... here... okay." Doing the motions.

Then, "But past here to the south... no go?" Nodding as he does the motions to make sure.

The leader kneels down and makes crude stick figures in the moist dirt and then points to the South and then back to the figures and then stamps out the figures with anger.

"Your enemies?" Sylvain asks.

"You... fighting... people?" He asks in basic Basic and motioned in a way that reflected those three words.

The massassi leader nods seeming to understand the intent.

"Look... like... you... or no?" He asked in their gesture-speak.

The leader looks around and picks a white flower and then puts a hand on his face and then holds the flower towards Sylvain and says words and crushes the flower in his hands.

Sylvain didn't quite get the gesture and looked confused. "You... crush... fighting... people?"

The leader frowns and then says words and then just nods. He points South and says “Yubashi.”

He gestures at himself and says carefully, “Gunda.” The other massassi, male and female, shout and howl the word and beat their chests.

Moyr's immediate impulse was to correct her but decided otherwise. The name seemed to have already accrued positive feelings and who knew what Moyr could be phonetically approximate to in their language. So she just smiled and nodded.

"Lekku."

Then she pointed at the Massassi woman in a way that emulated ho she was gestured at.

"“Jug’tih.”

She contrived a positive, friendly intonation. What was happening between Syl and the tribe males was not escaping her attention, but that was for later.

Baesal turned to Moyr

''Oh! Do you have the ink-stuff you use for the markings on your lekku, I think they might find that interesting''

"Sure I do. You think we could paint them?"

Moyr saw some merit in the idea.

"But you'd have to go first, dear, to get their confidence it's safe and desired."

She also reached out through the Force to have a better understanding of the emotional disposition of the gathered Massassi.

LA9. Sense at Massassi.: 1eF 1 Dark Side

''Sure thing. Paint me up girl!'' she replies with a smile

The massassi gather to watch the painting with curiosity. The general emotion is suspicion with an under hint of aggression in the air. They wait to see what the duo does.

He nods, "Gunda... How many?" Starts pointing around as if he was counting.

Then says, "Yubashi... How many?" Points around counting again.

"More? Less?" He says making his hands like scales, balancing them.

The massassi leader looks at Sylvain and points to the South and then to the hand that showed more. He did not seem perturbed by this fact.

"I'm guessing that means 'lots'."

He looked around at the Massassi and imagined what it must have been like when his own people were more bestial like this. They sure looked strong. Wasn't there something about ancient darkside rituals being used to enhance them in some way?

Sylvain nodded and asked a question he knew would be difficult to translate... and the answer would possibly be harder.

"Why.... fight?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"Fight... for food?"

"Fight... for temple?"

"Fight... for women?"

He gestured each of the things.

"Why... fight?"

"Careful, Baes. We might have waltzed into some taboo subject, so let's play cautiously. I will stroke your tails first, caress them. It shouldn't be too hard to show being happy about it?"

Moyr sat by Baes and started giving her lekku a gentle treatment, remaining attuned to the group emotions to be able to adjust the course.

The massassi leader takes a moment to try and decipher and this and then just roars and beats his chest and then says words to Sylvain. It is unclear if he understood or not.

Sylvain nodded. "Fight for fight... maybe..."

Holding up a finger to the chief Sylvain turned around to Captain Harad and motioned for him to come discuss what he had learned.

The massassi looks at the gesture a bit confused.

Captain Harad comes forward and says, “My lord, it seems you have tamed these primitive aliens.”

He nodded, "Well enough at least. In talking with this one, a leader of some type I presume, he notified me that the temple you see over there is off-limits to us. The village is alright and there appears to be rations available for trade."

He then points down at the drawing that had been stomped on. "This is of more immediate interest to you. Apparently, from what I could gather, this group is called the Gunda, and they have enemies to the south called the Yubashi. The nature of their conflict is not readily discernible, but their fighting appears to be deeply rooted and intense. The Yubashi apparently outnumber the Gunda, and I am fairly confident that they would want our help in suppressing their rivals. Any type of planetary scans that we can centralize on the southern regions here would be beneficial. I would not have us caught unawares by an enemy that we do not understand, on a battlefield that may not fit our choosing. Every precaution should be made to prepare ourselves against this rival group... for if they learn we've come to some type of agreement with the Gunda, I'm assuming that if the reception is the same over there... they will not be pleased."

Harad listens and says, “I will see it done, my lord.” He put his hand to his ear and steps away to do what he does best.

Sylvain turned back to the Massassi, "If Yubashi... come.. We...help.. fight.. Yubashi" He motioned to the Massassi.