Land of the Yam: Day 1

The land of the yam is dirty and smelly. Everywhere we walk, we see tiny lumps where the spawn of the devil yams grow. Their village is tiny and primitive: small huts they call "oebies". They harvest the yams from morning to noon and beat their wives when they are tired as entertainment. For meals, they simply dig up the disgraced fruit and mash it in a dirty, moldy wooden cylinder and eat it with their hands. Occasionally they sacrifice to their "gods" a white missionary. These are truly barbaric peoples. May Mangore show no mercy on their souls.