Watching the Jackrixis tribes

Currently, most of the tribes were all just large groups who now worked with each other more, and we were able to communicate easier with each other.

But as most people know, just because they can communicate better doesn't mean they were all going to be friends with each other and as such. Many fights over mates and positions in the tribes happened, and unless you had the chance to distinguish yourself as a strong hunter or an elder, you would have to prove yourself to the tribe.

Sadly, not everyone was ready to be a part of the tribe as some refused to join them in the first place, while others would soon be exiled for a multitude of reasons.

Some didn't like being under certain rixis while others just didn't want to be a part of a group but rather went it alone, some even thinking it was the truest and most honourable path to take. Were they right well that was up to them to decide as a race sure Jack could push them to where he wants them to go, but he didn't want to force them into his ways.

But they made the final decision, and Jack and the other candidates would have to change their plans and think outside the box to get through it.

Currently, a tribe in the plains was very cool looking to Jack as they all seemed to be red in some way, whether it be their eyes or hair or skin. They were all also very tall and strong looking, and we're currently doing a tribe brawl, but it wasn't your normal fight as it seemed.

They had clobbered together some mud and broken down trees and stones to make a big pile with a flat surface at the top of the pile that was 20 ft high.

Jack soon realized what they were doing, and it was that they were all pushing and punching their way to the top for what reason he could only guess.

"Maybe its for the usual strength, honour stuff, or maybe skill, but it looks like they are having fun, so what's it matter anyway? "

This is what he thought until there was finally someone at the top, and they all stood still and looked up at the Jackrixis that had gotten to the top. It was the large male from before who had spoken, and once he had gotten to the top with his knuckles bloodied and his face bruised with the sun on his back.

He slowly knelt like a night would to his king and spoke in mumbles and words that he didn't understand and just tried out to see. If he could attain that feeling inside of him that he so desperately wanted to understand and also serve whatever being was behind such immense sensation that it gave him.

The large rixis didn't see or hear anything. No of his sense changed, and everything was the same he had a slight frown on his face at nothing happening. But this didn't deter the Strong rixis, and he quietly went down the pile and decided he would do this again next week and keep going until he got an answer.

"So they made a ritual out of kind of the hill?"-Jack

[]Correct host they believe this is there a way of getting closer to you both physically and spiritually and see it as a great goal to achieve[]

"So why are they all...well red?"-Jack

[]That was one of the skin options you gave them host do you not remember?[]

"Of course I do, but should there be some green and black and white whys there only red?"-Jack

[]Oh quite a simple answer host two Jackrixis after being unfrozen and receiving the knowledge they did and extra vitality had a belief formed[]

"And that is?"-Jack

[]That those with any type of red is their gods favoured as since they are a race of fighter and hunter and blood is red they made some connections[]

[]They think it is their job to serve you and be drenched in the blood of your enemy's forever crimson like their skin, eyes, or hair[]

"Holy crap that's pretty hardcore, isn't it?"-Jack

[]Negative host is quite normal on a universal scale[]

"Well, I guess thanks at least I have some loyal followers already then"-Jack

[]Indeed, they are a handful from different groups but mostly from 3 tribes but you will learn that later[]

Moving on to other tribes one near the ocean seemed to have moved closer to the wanted, having half the tribe in the water. If you are wondering, at the moment, most tribes have basic huts made from the materials in the biome they can use.

"Looks like these guys are even crazier about the water"-Jack

From the looks of it, they had gotten much more aggressive with certain prey instead of fighting one on one or in groups of two or three.

They changed their style to mob tactics with them all going after the prey until it died, which was a big shift from what they originally did.

"They kinda remind me of piranhas"-Jack

And once more moving on to a mountain tribe they seemed to have pushed even further into the mountain and, for some reason, started wearing more basic clothes.

"Seems like they like to wear lots of layers may be for protection or the weather"-Jack

Overall, it seemed tribes were slowly getting their own unique identity and would soon be very different from each other. This may cause some problems, but Jack believed they would pull through in the end if things got hard.

[]Excuse me, host, I have a notification for you[]

"Hm...Ok just tell me it?"-Jack

The system had never asked before if it could tell him anything like a notification.

[]Well, congratulations, host on your race achieving the tribal stage so quickly your reward is 100 evolution points well done[]

[]Oh, also, host your religion system is ready to be used now if you want to start?[]

"I'm sorry, wait, what?"-Jack