Descendants Native to Salem Revealed!
Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2016 3:12 amGreetings Fine Pilgrims of Salem,
Today I come here with dire news and I urge you all to read this message in its entirety! While The White Man was frolocking around Salem, picking up our feathers and arrowheads and murdering our sacred rabbits we have been here.... Watching and Waiting...... Waiting and Watching..... But as of today we can watch no longer.
Who We Are
My name is PeePooKaKa Junior and after 30 years I have earned my freedom from the white man. I am looking for my father - who in the height of his power disappeared without a trace. Was he just a Wendigo spirit conjured by Mother Nature and returned from whence he came once he punished enough Pilgrims? It has become my Vision Quest to find out. On the way to this discovery I have promised to gather like minded individuals on a quest to reclaim this land once and for all.
Be warned Pilgrim, The Watchful Wicked Tribe has been set loose upon these lands.
After almost freezing to death I continued the search...
After mingling with the "local" tribe for a bit, I realized they were still slaves in everything but name to the white man, forever stuck teaching newcomers how to survive this harsh land. Their blank, unforgiving visage will forever haunt my dreams. When I am strong enough, I will return and give them the noble death they deserve.
They did not appreciate my strict workout regimen.
A quick tour through the once pristine forests of my forebears quickly showed why Mother Nature cried out in pain to me, it was a decaying wasteland.
Since the disappearance of my father, dark and horrible things crawled from the dark places of the earth and gained power. Legends say even darker creatures roamed the twisted Lumberwoods...
Everywhere I turned the land was ravaged with deep scars that would never heal.
Conclusion
I am giving you Pilgrims exactly ONE chance to get back onto the boats from which you arrived and return to your lands. Those who are interested in living WITH mother nature may stay. Those who continue to chop down our trees and butcher our animal companions will feel the full might of my tribe. For the previous weeks you have waged an all out war against Mother Earth... In the weeks to follow Mother Earth shall fight back. You have been warned. The WW Tribe is coming.
Today I come here with dire news and I urge you all to read this message in its entirety! While The White Man was frolocking around Salem, picking up our feathers and arrowheads and murdering our sacred rabbits we have been here.... Watching and Waiting...... Waiting and Watching..... But as of today we can watch no longer.
Who We Are
My name is PeePooKaKa Junior and after 30 years I have earned my freedom from the white man. I am looking for my father - who in the height of his power disappeared without a trace. Was he just a Wendigo spirit conjured by Mother Nature and returned from whence he came once he punished enough Pilgrims? It has become my Vision Quest to find out. On the way to this discovery I have promised to gather like minded individuals on a quest to reclaim this land once and for all.
Be warned Pilgrim, The Watchful Wicked Tribe has been set loose upon these lands.
After almost freezing to death I continued the search...
After mingling with the "local" tribe for a bit, I realized they were still slaves in everything but name to the white man, forever stuck teaching newcomers how to survive this harsh land. Their blank, unforgiving visage will forever haunt my dreams. When I am strong enough, I will return and give them the noble death they deserve.
They did not appreciate my strict workout regimen.
A quick tour through the once pristine forests of my forebears quickly showed why Mother Nature cried out in pain to me, it was a decaying wasteland.
Since the disappearance of my father, dark and horrible things crawled from the dark places of the earth and gained power. Legends say even darker creatures roamed the twisted Lumberwoods...
Everywhere I turned the land was ravaged with deep scars that would never heal.
Conclusion
I am giving you Pilgrims exactly ONE chance to get back onto the boats from which you arrived and return to your lands. Those who are interested in living WITH mother nature may stay. Those who continue to chop down our trees and butcher our animal companions will feel the full might of my tribe. For the previous weeks you have waged an all out war against Mother Earth... In the weeks to follow Mother Earth shall fight back. You have been warned. The WW Tribe is coming.
