This village is built at the base of a cliff. A raging waterfall feeds their water reservoir, as well as a river that cuts straight through the town. A vertical cable car beside the waterfall allows travel up and down the cliff.
"Do you? Alright then. I suppose you should see our leader. This way."
They follow in their clumsy ground-bound walk.
The Ga-matoran leads them up the side of the river to a building near the base of the waterfall. Inside is another ga-matoran, stringing a crossbow. "Solah, these matoran are visitors from the Atero Guard. They want to... peace-talk, they said?" "They do! Alright, come in, sit down!" Solah quickly draws forth chairs from a closet for the Le-matoran to sit on.
The Ga-matoran leads them up the side of the river to a building near the base of the waterfall. Inside is another ga-matoran, stringing a crossbow. "Solah, these matoran are visitors from the Atero Guard. They want to... peace-talk, they said?" "They do! Alright, come in, sit down!" Solah quickly draws forth chairs from a closet for the Le-matoran to sit on.
Since there are five Le-matoran, they distracted and play musical chairs. The loser has to open the conversation.
The Ga-matoran leads them up the side of the river to a building near the base of the waterfall. Inside is another ga-matoran, stringing a crossbow. "Solah, these matoran are visitors from the Atero Guard. They want to... peace-talk, they said?" "They do! Alright, come in, sit down!" Solah quickly draws forth chairs from a closet for the Le-matoran to sit on.
Since there are five Le-matoran, they distracted and play musical chairs. The loser has to open the conversation.
"Uh... hi? Uhm, I'm a pilot."
I said forth, not four, but four works too. "A pilot? I see. What do you fly?"