Paint your quetzal you will be invisible in the sky at night

Black Dye is the darkest Dye in all of ARK. It can color in things using a Paintbrush to spread its color. The Paintbrush can be used on all colors. If you do not have a Paintbrush, use the paint by dragging it onto things in your Inventory that glow green when you hold the Dye. If anyone wishes to craft Dye, use the Cooking Pot. I have chosen to write all of the information on all of the Dyes, Paintbrushes, and Cooking Pots in Black Dye because this Dye is closest to the left corner of the 'Dex Screen. If you wish to find out more, read my Tip in White Dye. It is marked "I am the SURVIVOR ", just like this Tip.

—I am the SURVIVOR

If your on a pvp server use this on flack armor for night camp

Alf_evens

Painting your clothes black is good for the middle of the night in pvp too have some stealth

You can use it at night to camouflage yourself in the dark And someone’s dead body😈😈😈

Tip: Dyes can be used to paint things, and are made in a cooking pot...

omg, i didnt know that. Guys, isnt it crazy how like, we dont need any tips for dyes? Hmm, thats pretty neat, i bet we could have conversations and tell our stories here without any trouble!

Wait, what? You cant and people will get mad even though they dont need tips on dyes? Oh no... What will we ever do...

Mocking these buffoons aside, really? Can we have some decency and NOT be terrible human beings for like, a few minutes? Just leave storytellers alone, no one needs tips on dyes.

I just wanna know how to dye stuff

this goes well with forest green on flak if done right

- the fish in your toilet

Black Ghost- I’m too lazy to say ‘a President Loki short story’ every time

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Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and stopped in her tracks. Pivoting, she looked slowly around at the brightly colored forest surrounding her, scanning it for anything that could be tracking her movement with steel eyes. She circled twice, unable to find any sort of sign that she was being followed, but as she turned back the way that she had come for a third time, she was met with the face of a very fluffy black wolf. His eyes were white, a foggy sort of pale gray with no life in them at all. He was inches away, dry nose puffing hot air into her face, and although he was far taller than she, his eyes were directly level with her’s. Had Quiet been able to make a sound, she would’ve screamed; but her silence kept her from reacting in fear. Being mute kept her oddly calm in situations such as this, and even as fear spiked through her body, she stayed rooted.

When she blinked he was gone, as was any sort of trace that he had existed at all. Slowly turning her head once more she searched for him, but seeing nothing, she set off back towards her home in unnerved angst.