Post #469878 by MadDogMike on Sat, Jul 18, 2009 6:30 AM

Thank you Jason, Blacksandz and Meheadhunter :) Meheadhunter, here's something that should be right up your alley, but first you have to wade through my attempt at creative writing :lol:

Kopu sat on a log by the river and looked at the green severed head in his hands, he reflected back on the morning's activities. Kopu had seen 13 summer festivals, now he was a man and this was his first headhunting party. They had attacked the neighboring Huambisa tribe in a foggy pre-dawn raid and they had been successful! Last night, the head he now held in his hands had been attached to a Huambisa warrior much older than him. Strong, bronze and with a mane of thick black hair.

After many hours of travel through the jungle, they had camped here by the river. Using his flint knife Kopu carefully removed the skull from the head and placed it in the river as an offering to Pani, the anaconda. He boiled the head with leaves to start the shrinking and preserving process but in his inexperience, Kopu boiled it too long and all the hair fell out. Now he would have a bald tsantsa, the older warriors had made fun of him but his trophy would still have powerful tsarutama.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the camp. A detachment of Spanish soldiers had found them, the hunters had become the hunted. The Jivaro warriors scattered, Kopu picked up the head and his blow-gun and ran into the dense jungle. Out of nowhere, a bearded man with a rusted helmet and breastplate blocked his escape. There was a flashing arc of steel as the soldier swung his halberd. Kopu dodged right but felt a searing pain in his left arm as he crashed through the intertwined vines. As he ran, Kopu glanced down at his left hand. It was gone, as was his precious new tsanta - the chief was not going to be happy.

7 inches tall, holds about 16 ounces.

Thank you LLT and Cammo for your writing inspiration. Thank you Babalu for answering my endless questions :D