From the Writings of Historian Cire Darb from the collected myths of the Swohs Vallery Elders
It had been days since the attack from the jungle cats. What was left of the small caravan was road weary when they came upon what looked like a small town. The first signs of anything resembling civilization that they had seen since leaving the Great Pineapple Fields so many months ago. The Pineappleman brought the group to a halt at the edge of the clearing. He whispered to his Fallon --one of the few remaining Pineapplemen left after the war. Fallon sent one of the workers back towards the end of the caravan. After a few moments Tuan and Henua --two of the strongest warriors approached from the back of the group and stood beside the Pineappleman. He whispered something to them and they withdrew their rifles and walked cautiously toward the town. As they moved out across the field a beautiful young women exited from one of the buildings. She was like something out of a dream. Long brown hair cascading over her shoulders. She had gorgeous brown eyes and wore a small tight fitting two piece garment of deep blue. She called out "Welcome!! come weary travelers and have a place to rest. Your journey must have been difficult --we have food , drink and a place to relax.
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