Hay, thay may not be tha best at spelling, but thay R GR8 athleets, shepherds, and warryers!
A large wall surrounds the village, with statues of famed Kolhii players, Toa, and Turaga decorating the path to its one entrance. Huh, it looks a lot like the first Po-Koro, just with more residents.
The Po-Matoran nods sagely. He suddenly turns to one of the NAtoran beside him. "Why are you just standin' around?! Go find that turaga!"
The NAtoran runs off.
"And why do you need to find the Turaga?"
"The top Copper back at HQ're sayin' we need an outpost here to keep an eye out for the FSS'n such! And, seein' as how ah'm a diplomatic Matoran, I need permission from the top Copper here!"
"The top Copper back at HQ're sayin' we need an outpost here to keep an eye out for the FSS'n such! And, seein' as how ah'm a diplomatic Matoran, I need permission from the top Copper here!"
"Ah, I see! I used to do something like that back in the day. Well where are you from?"
"The top Copper back at HQ're sayin' we need an outpost here to keep an eye out for the FSS'n such! And, seein' as how ah'm a diplomatic Matoran, I need permission from the top Copper here!"
"Ah, I see! I used to do something like that back in the day. Well where are you from?"
The matoran locates a large hut labeled, "Counsel of Elders."
"The top Copper back at HQ're sayin' we need an outpost here to keep an eye out for the FSS'n such! And, seein' as how ah'm a diplomatic Matoran, I need permission from the top Copper here!"
"Ah, I see! I used to do something like that back in the day. Well where are you from?"
"Tha Tren Krom Peninsula, then Atero, and now New Artakha."