Okara would find a winding white beach alongside crystal blue waters along the path she followed.The weather was balmy and hot, but then again, it was always balmly here, rain or shine. A cool ocean breeze wafted from across the water, cooling sweat soaked skin and making the heat perhaps not quite so unpleasant.
Along the beach, a trail of barefooted prints led down the coast, eventually heading into the green underbrush of the jungle towards a trampled and well used path. Following the path, Okara would eventually find a lofted bungalow, nestled among the greenery of the jungle, more of an organic addition to the jungle than a subversion of it. It stood amidst the trees where it could look out over the beach and the jungle with an almost 360 degree view since it had a deck that wrapped around it. A broad stair curved up into the tree house. Its handrails were carved with lizards and snakes, a simple yet elegant touch to the long vines that had been cut to form the hand rails. At the top a modest sized bungalow with three main rooms dominated the platform.
On the deck, a barefooted man leaned against the railing and glanced down at Okara with a kindly grin. “Hi there,” he called out to her. “You must be new to the settlement.”
He headed down the curved stairs, taking two at a time until he was standing in front of her. “Nice to meet you,” the man said cheerfully. “I’m Randal. I’m one of the Founders of Syka.” He shook Okara’s hand, then stepped back to get a good look at her.
“We don’t see many Konti here. Are you planning on staying?” The man’s voice took on a wistful tone. A Konti would undoubtedly be an exceptionally useful addition to the settlement.