[b]Arsuron Pop: 135[/b]

[b]At the River Camp[/b]

Anam was surprised to see the River Scouts returning after such a long time. 
"Scouts! Yi'am be praised you have returned." he spoke as he approached their canoes. He was, however, solemnly silent after he noticed the absence of the scout leader. "Scouts, where is Anrétt?"

Anlug spoke up immediately, holding the bone plate that Anrétt created. "The Scout Leader has remained at the end of the River. She created this for me to return to you, sir." She knelt before him as she handed the plate to the chief. Anam took the bone plate and inspected it. "What is this, Anlug?"

"It is some kind of way of showing language silently, sir. Anrétt created it while we were going up the river. Each symbol is a sound in our langauge, it follows the song of sounds," Anlug explained, referencing the song that Arsuron children learn to practice pronouncing the sounds of the Arsuron language. Anam read the plate several times, comitting the system to memory. As of now, Anam, Anlug and Anrétt were literate in this abugida. "But, Anlug, why has she chosen to stay at the base of the river?"

"Well, sir, we..." Anlug was cut off by the rough voice of Angar. "She was taken by Savages out west."

Anam was horrified at this revelation. "Is this true, Anlug?"

"Well, there were people, I don't know if they could be called Savages but"
"Anlug is still in shock at the trauma of losing out leader sir. Her reports cannot be trusted"
Anlug was going to interject but Anam spoke once more.
"If this is true, Angar, what do you intend to do about it?"
"Sir! If you will have me, I would like to take a team of 7 of your finest Soldiers stationed at this camp and go up the river, rescue Anrétt and wipe those savage beasts that took her from the face of the world. We will not rest until every one of them is dead or a slave to us."
Anam nodded, "Very well, You may take them, Angar." 
"Anlug will come as well, I require a second scout to help me re navigate"

A few hours later, the squadron was on its way upriver to attack the Rokthan. Anlug had been restrained in the back of a canoe. Angar planned to conquer the territory of the Rokthan and use the glory of it to levy popular support in favor of himself in a grasp for power and control of the Alliance. 

[b]Anrétt[/b]
Anrétt was interested very much in the ways of the Rokthan. As she watched them build her dwelling, she took notes upon a flat piece of stone she found, charting down the specifics of their methods and the materials used. She drew diagrams and thought of how it could be applied to her own people. She took notes of their farming, and decided that when she had the time, to try and carry out her idea of planting the Watermelon seeds and rasing them using the techniques she observed from the Rokthan. She was also interested in the biology of these people, given their radical differences from the Arsuron. She wondered, did they come from the Sea as well? She had always been told all things begin with Yi'am and all will end with Yi'am, but was that only in respect to the Arsur and it's people? They had some similarities, but many differences. 
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[b]At the Camp[/b]
The Arsuron had begun comming up with an idea for their own fishing methods. Using reed walls, they isolated sections of the sea and began filling the with fish to be used later. Soon, however, after an accident in which the larget fish attacked and used smaller fish that had wandered in through holes in the reed walls, they found that if the fish were fed, they would breed creating more fish. Thus, Mariculture had begun on the Arsur