Dododex
ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
I’m going to change Dorban’s name back to Dorban. It’s a much better name, in my opinion.
Tribe of Shadows:
New Recruits (Dilath’s POV)
Me, Quint, and Joseph stood around a map of Pyrrhia, marking down any nearby villages. ‘Alrighty people. We already have three more recruits. Marian Lyleviel, Donté Black-Blood, and Flint Stone.’ (AN: Totally didn’t do that on purpose). Quint snorted at the final name. ‘Flint. Stone? Of all names someone with the last name ‘Stone’ could give someone, Flint sure as life is the worst!’ I sighed in annoyance. ‘Real original, Quint. Anyways, Lyleviel is from the Redwoods settlement, Huntreis. Black-Blood is at Sarlenfell, a hunting colony in the Northern Wastes. Stone is currently with a team rebuilding New Reagath. I’ve heard they’re going to change the name. Apparently, the word ‘Reagath’ is now cursed.’ I told them, drumming my fingers on the table where the map was placed. ‘Which place is the closest?’ Joseph asked. ‘Reagath, but I’m not keen to go back yet.’ I replied. ‘Quint, where do you think we should go?’ I continued. ‘Even though it’s the farthest away, Sarlenfell. I heard some rumors back when Reagath was, well, just Reagath, was talking’ to a couple fur traders, by the way,’ Quint stopped for a moment mid-sentence to take a breath, then continued. ‘That Sarlenfell has been experiencing some bad Direwolf attacks. Maybe we can go help, if they’re still happening. Plus, we could make a good profit. We’ll need it if we all gonna get TEK armor and weapons.’ Quint promptly walked over to a row of canteens that I had refilled earlier, grabbing one and drinking almost half of it in one swig. ‘Anyways, what I was tryna say is that Sarlenfell is the best course. We’d make a decent profit, and have another person in this accursed empty city,’ Quint said, done speaking. The veteran walked back to the table. Joseph nodded in agreement. ‘Alright, we’ll head to Sarlenfell.’ Joseph said. ‘Go to the armory. It’s about thirty feet to the left of here. Also, mind the tree.’ I explained, walking over to the armory myself. I grabbed my own Warped (AN: Eerie) pistol and tossed both of my allies TEK rifles. I grabbed my extra hunting knife, the others already on my belt, and slid in into a sheath just under my left hand. I handed Joseph a machete and Quint a honed (Ascendant) sword. I walked over to my hut, grabbing a spare bedroll and cooking supplies. ‘No need to eat hard rations out there. Not yet, anyway. Plus, I’m probably goin’ to need more sleep than the others.’ I muttered to myself. I walked over to the apparel section of the armory, grabbing three sets of fur armor. ‘Head to whatever hut around here. Not mine. Mine’s in the center of the field surrounding the Tree.’ I ordered, walking over to my stone cabin. I put my combat armor in a cryopod variant used for storage, changing into my fur armor and re-attaching my sheaths and a bandolier, which I put my TEK rifle through the back of. ‘Alrighty people. You two got tents or something? I do. Have to camp a lot. Well, had.’ I stated. Joseph pulled of the basic fur helmet that he wore. ‘If there’s an inn nearby, I’m putting back on flak armor. Much less stuffy than this stuff,’ he complained. ‘Then just go back into your hut, you lazy dilopha.’ I snarked in reply. ‘That’s offensive! I’m hurt, Dilath.’ Joseph said with a sarcastic grin on his face. ‘Can you baboons quit jabbering and let us leave?’ Quint groaned. ‘No,’ I and Joseph chorused. Quint sighed in mock anger, pulling out his pistol and shooting a small target fifty feet away. ‘Nice range. Lemme show you something better.’ I challenged. Pulling out my Warped pistol, I shot a target the size of a human head three hundred feet away. ‘How…?’ Quint asked. ‘TEK enhancement in my gun. Also, some kinda weird substance, I call it Edmundium, shoots from it. It seems to track whatever I shoot at, no matter the distance. It’s quite handy, really.’ I explained, a smirk on my face. ‘Anyways, let’s get outta here.’ I opened my crops that contained Slipspace, flicking another to summon my Argentychus, Rust. (Obelisk reference. Sorry that I didn’t ask, Moon). I whistled for Ambush, the Thyladrake of Dorban. I hopped onto Ambush, motioning for my friends to mount the others. Quint’s eyebrow rose, motioning if he could ride Slipspace. I nodded affirmatively. ‘The Thyla-Rockdrake is Ambush, the Argentavis-Deinonychus is Rust, and, as y’all probably know, the Void Wyrm-Tapejara is Slipspace.’ I patted Ambush on the head, a signal to begin walking forward.
Animal Desc:
Ambush: A red and brown Thyla that has the wings of a Rockdrake on her front shoulders. The wings are orange-ish yellow with blood-red scales.
Rust: A dusty red and brown deinonychus with the wings and tail of an Argentavis. The wings replace his front legs.
Slipspace: A tapejara with the wings and metallic scales of a Void Wyrm. He has two crests, though technically three. They make a thin arrow shape. Can’t wright more
-R