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Instead of fleeing for the hills, however, he came to realize that this entire village is suffering because another had gone missing.
"You got a picture of the village chief of the other village, by any chance?" Alby asked.
"Right here," the village elder complied, handing him a photo of the aforementioned chief. It seemed there was enough technology here to make that happen, and it would prove itself most useful here. Using his power, Alby teleports to where the chief is, only to find himself in a rather doom and gloom part of a forest, face-to-face with the imprisoned chief.
"What in the--?!" the chief yelled in shock.
"Who's there?" another voice shouted, toning it down upon seeing Alby and his modern-day casual wear, "who are you?"
"A-Alby, sir," Alby answered, tail curling between his legs. He looks around to see two men sitting by a fire, feasting next to a pile of treasure. They must be pirates of some form. Or perhaps people trying to "colonize" this island?
"You look lost, sport," another voice assured, belonging to what looked like the leader wolf, "sit by us, and we'll take you back to civilization after." Alby simply nodded and smiled, but it became apparent that these guys were trying to steal the island from its rightful owners, and even imprisoned them to make sure of it. Locating a key, he quietly walked over to it and let Minor Space Manipulation take over, levitating it so he doesn't accidentally scratch it against some surface. Then he went from padlock to padlock, opening each one, but instead beckoned the captives to stay low.
"Hey, umm..." Alby started to get the pirates' attention, "I need to take care of business for a moment, so stay put." They shrugged it off as he went behind a tree, teleporting back to the village elder. After he shared the condition of the other tribe, as well as its surroundings, a plan of attack began. While she relayed the information to the guards, Alby returned to relay the information to the captives. Soon, the guards charged in with their weapons and the captives burst from their cells to restrain the pirates in an elaborate pincer attack. They were tied and gagged and sent on their way on the boats they invaded with.
The now-freed village returned to their home, preparing to celebrate how they will. They were going to invite Alby as thanks, only to find he had already returned home, exhausted, and ready to sleep the rest of the night.
Instead of fleeing for the hills, however, he came to realize that this entire village is suffering because another had gone missing.
"You got a picture of the village chief of the other village, by any chance?" Alby asked.
"Right here," the village elder complied, handing him a photo of the aforementioned chief. It seemed there was enough technology here to make that happen, and it would prove itself most useful here. Using his power, Alby teleports to where the chief is, only to find himself in a rather doom and gloom part of a forest, face-to-face with the imprisoned chief.
"What in the--?!" the chief yelled in shock.
"Who's there?" another voice shouted, toning it down upon seeing Alby and his modern-day casual wear, "who are you?"
"A-Alby, sir," Alby answered, tail curling between his legs. He looks around to see two men sitting by a fire, feasting next to a pile of treasure. They must be pirates of some form. Or perhaps people trying to "colonize" this island?
"You look lost, sport," another voice assured, belonging to what looked like the leader wolf, "sit by us, and we'll take you back to civilization after." Alby simply nodded and smiled, but it became apparent that these guys were trying to steal the island from its rightful owners, and even imprisoned them to make sure of it. Locating a key, he quietly walked over to it and let Minor Space Manipulation take over, levitating it so he doesn't accidentally scratch it against some surface. Then he went from padlock to padlock, opening each one, but instead beckoned the captives to stay low.
"Hey, umm..." Alby started to get the pirates' attention, "I need to take care of business for a moment, so stay put." They shrugged it off as he went behind a tree, teleporting back to the village elder. After he shared the condition of the other tribe, as well as its surroundings, a plan of attack began. While she relayed the information to the guards, Alby returned to relay the information to the captives. Soon, the guards charged in with their weapons and the captives burst from their cells to restrain the pirates in an elaborate pincer attack. They were tied and gagged and sent on their way on the boats they invaded with.
The now-freed village returned to their home, preparing to celebrate how they will. They were going to invite Alby as thanks, only to find he had already returned home, exhausted, and ready to sleep the rest of the night.
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