[Azaranth]

Ooo this sounds interesting already. *scooches closer*

[Lawtan]

However, despite appearing as a woman, feeling like a woman, and talking like one, she was in reality a grey old crone with a finger sharp as metal made of bone. Her skin was as hard as the rocks of the mountainside.

[Firkash]

Ooo.
/also moves closer

[Lawtan]

For her finger, she was named U'tul'ta - Spearfinger. She commanded stone so fully, that she could easily lift man-sized boulders, open and reclose rocky paths.
U'tul'ta traveled the mountainside, approaching tribes as an innocent old woman, or a lost love.

[Firkash]

Oh my.
I love this story so for.

[Tiva]

I love these things

[Lawtan]

To children, she would call out, "Come my children. Come to your granny, and let me fix your hair." With a child on her lap, she would comb their hair on-handed, while the bony spearfinger would pierce and cut out part of the liver, painlessly.

[Firkash]

Ouch!
That almost sounds painful.

[Tiva]

*dances* It isn't that scary!

[Lawtan]

To young men, she would seduce them to bed with her charms, cause them to sleep, and eat the liver. In a family, she would act as a guest, eating the livers of each member individually.
Then, she would leave, humming a tune,
U-weh-la-na-tsi-ku...So..su...sa...
Liver, I eat it...So...su...sa...

[Firkash]

Haha truthfully this story is giving me chills.

[Azaranth]

That's chilling... *sips hot chocolate*

[Lawtan]

Eventually, the Cherokee tribes held a great council to end U'tul'ta once and for all. Many hunters were assembled, and headed out into the woods and mountains, at times climbing or sticking to the shadows of the trees.

[Lawtan]

Eventually, the heard the bloodchilling song, accompanied by heavy footsteps.
U-weh-la-na-tsi-ku...So..su...sa...
Liver, I eat it...So...su...sa...

An old familiar woman from one of the tribes appeared, her hand sleek with some substance.

[Firkash]

Eek!
What could it be??

[Azaranth]

I think I know... but I wont guess. I have to find out. Hehe