Once the battles had finished and the groups went towards their prizes, the amount differed from group to individual.
The Little Blues didn't mind as they were excited to see new lands, and now they had deadly guards to protect them, which means they can put more time towards investing and creating.
As of now, the Jackrixis didn't know what the blues could do, but since the gods brought them here and want them protected, they thought there must be something good about them.
So now that most of the defeats had left those in the outskirts of the tribe were the winners and the emigrating blues, which meant the population was now much lower.
The winners decide to stay for an extra day to regain their strength and meet the new members of their groups. While also expecting that this time would create some distance between those that left as they hoped by then, anyone emotional would have calmed down and started to think straight.
Many of the young generation but also a few of the older generation were quite angry with their loss and would need some time and distance to understand what they felt.
Even though the Little Blues couldn't talk to the Jackrixis, they managed to understand a lot about them, from watching their fights and how they interacted.
They quickly realized the hierarchy present and the multiple groups with different looks and sizes while also having different cultures and traditions.
This showed the Little Blues that the rixis were a much more diverse and widespread race than they thought. But this wasn't negative but positive. These differences brought different ways of life and brought the Blues multiple chances to innovate and create for the different groups.
The winter tribe was happy to see that the next day, the large group of travelers left in multiple different directions going back to their homes. The news spread over the weeks of which tribes lost and the different unique individuals who had won that would become the first folk tales and legends of the rixis.
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It was mostly spread by mouth as they didn't have much when it came to language, let alone writing, as they had pictures and basic concepts of actions to go with them.
Such as the blind man who became a kind of ghostly figure that rixis would use to scare each other, saying that in the night, a fog would roll in and smother the lands.
And in the distance, a lone blind man would wander through the fog trying to find whoever was in it, and if they were found, he would take their eyes for himself.
Another story that came about was the tale of the smaller Jackrixis beating the dark giant with two special weapons bestowed by the gods.
Now, many who were there knew this was not true, but they simply couldn't stop the spread and twisting of these stories as if they came two life and changed from rixis to rixis.
Most rixis reached their home after a week of travel and waiting for them after being spotted was their tribe mates and also their many children. Who eagerly ran around the rixis that the Little Blues gripped against as the overly excited children tried to play and see these new tribe members that were completely different from them.
The Blues were worried about the wild children, but eventually, they calmed down and understood that they were scaring their new friends. As they were still kids, some were crying at being told off by their parents while the more brave or stupid tried to fight them, and they were quickly beaten black and blue
After a quick introduction of gift-giving and kind gestures, they went into the tribe's homes and held a celebration. Of course, not everyone was happy as some thought the Little Blues were weak and had an extra mouth to feed.
These voices and thoughts, however, were small and few, and once the blues showed their skills, they would shut up those against them.
But in the end, it was a mostly positive affair for the winners, but there were problems on their way homes for some, but that was inevitable.
Like the Crimson Guard envoys, they made it back home and were greeted with loud and hard hugs and slaps on the back. They managed to get bring back the blues even after being ambushed on the way back by another tribe.
Buy they showed them why the crimson guard clan was one of the strongest and left their enemies bleeding out on the ground.
The leader of the Crimson Guard came forward and congratulated his children for coming back safely but also gave thanks to his brothers and sister of his tribe for winning the tournament.
Although when he came to his daughter, he was shocked to see she had one of her eyes closed with a large scar over her eye, and he quickly wanted to know what had happened.
His daughter explained what happened, and it shocked him, but he still held a great shark-like grin, knowing his daughter made him and her tribe proud.
But that grin left his face after she said she would go to the mountain tribe and make her opponent her mate, which shocked her father and caused her mother to laugh.
Using the few words that he and his children knew well, he roared into their air, shocking the blues who didn't think the rixis could talk.
"Noooo!"-Crimson Gaurd Leader
His daughter didn't seem to care and went to her room to gather her belongings and would then be on her way to the mountains.
The leader of one of the strongest tribes went into a nearby forest and gave his rage to the trees, who had done no wrong.
The Little Blues here realized they may need to be a bit more careful when it comes to these rixis who not only towered over them but who could beat a tree in a fight.