Im practically they deino king on my solo play on val i have a pack of at least 10+ and i always use a specific one my first born painted all blue with some natural cyan named him blueford cuz why not still alive btw and i go out every once in a while on him and him only cuz all my other deinos are just security for my base i always go out for more eggs for the army all the low level eggs i find are kibble from this day on
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I’m back! Sorry, just was busy with a few essays. Also, Dovakiin means Dragonborn in the fictional tongue of Dovahzul, which was created by Bethesda for the Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim. Hope this helps.
(By the way, I’m a Skyrim addict. In fact, I just started a new playthrough where I’m going to be as evil as possible. I put a lotta stupid mods. Such as a mod that makes you have a spell to summon a fighter jet, a mod that adds armor and weapons from the Mandalorian).
Screeeeeeeeee!
-Ranger
Author’s Note: I re-read that last chapter. It’s pretty crappy, so I hope this makes up for it. By the way, the name of Dilath’s village was Reagath.
The Tribe of Shadows
Chapter 10: New Reagath
Dilath’s POV
I let out an annoyed sigh. I’ve been riding my Voidjara (Voidjara: Void Wyrm combined with a Tapejara.)for three days already, and yet I hadn’t reached my old home, Reagath. I haven’t seen the place in, what? Almost two years now. I’m almost seventeen, for the Overseer’s sake! Winter’ll be soon, and I was born on the tenth of Frostfall. Well, as far as I know, I mean.
Two Hours Later
(Nothing happened. Dilath just continued being a stereotypical grumpy teenager.)
I first expected Reagath to be the same as it used to. I was VERY wrong. High stone ramparts surrounded the entire place. Multiple ballistae lined the walls, gleaming bolts in each one. I was both surprised and proud my village had upgraded their security. “Stop, outlander! Do not go forth until you tell your purpose of being here,” a loud voice yelled from the battlement. I looked down and saw a man I quickly recognized as Joseph, one of my friends from before the raid. “Do you not remember me, Joseph?” I asked, slightly laughing. “Wait… Dilath? How the hell did you survive! And why didn’t you come back? Land on the inside, you need to see the new Yurkan!”(I think that’s what the village leader was called?) I landed quickly, my Voidjara, Slipspace, disappearing into my cryopod. Joseph looked shocked at my armor. “Is that… TEK? I thought that stuff was illegal?” I snorted. “Yeah, it was. But it IS pretty good armor. And what ya gonna do about it? Arrest me? I could just use these little things,” I said, pointing at my boots, which had essentially had a small propulsion system. “Fair. But anyway, guess who our new Yurkan is?” I shook my head, wracking my brain for any sort of answer. “You? Alvar Roin?” Joseph laughed. “No, and no. It’s your old “friend”, Lydia Serothane.” I paled. My old more or less, shall I say, girlfriend was probably one of the only people in Reagath I would have not minded dead, other than Terrel Smith. As we walked towards the Yurkhall, he started making sarcastic comments under his breath. As we entered the building, I could feel eyes following us. “Well, well, well… Look what the cat dragged in,” the quiet, cold voice of Lydia Serothane said, the words echoing because of the size of the audience chamber. “Yurkan Serothane. How amazing to make your acquaintance.” I said sarcastically. “That’s not very nice. I haven’t spoken to you in almost two years now…” Lydia replied, staring at me. I looked back, my pupils turning to raptor-like slits. “And? I’m soo sorry that my home destroyed and I was a terrified kid. I course I ran!” I snarled, she rolled her eyes. I continued. “And I assume you’ve heard tell of the Dark Warrior? The man who cleans out Empire keeps in ten minutes? The slayer of the General, the Champion, and Blackmoon the Demon? Because you are looking at him, you little-“Shut up, Dilath. I was going to apologize for what I did! Why can you not forgive me from a mistake three dam years ago!” Lydia yelled, pissed. I breathed, shaking. If looks could kill, Terrel, who was in the audience hall along with us, would be dead. “Listen, Lydia. You cheated on me with Terrel. I can’t just forget something like that!” I shouted back. Joseph immediately stepped in between both of us, attempting to calm Serothane down. I just sighed and walked out of the Yurkhall. Breathing loudly, I sat down on a bench near the gate, admiring the new stone buildings that were now homes, each one having electricity and other things. Looking up, I saw one of the only things that would truly terrify me. Ten fire wyverns, flying in a triangular formation, swooping down onto the settlement.
-Ranger
Sorry if this one was bad as well, I admit, it was a bit overly dramatic.
The Tribe of Shadows
A Duel of Legend
As the three MEKs charged forth, a beast arose, what looked like a giant sickle shaped stinger slashing the Titanosaur to pieces. What resembled a Rex but with the tail of a scorpion and tentacles growing from its back. And did I mention it was two times the size of the now dead Titanosaur? “What in the Overseer’s name is that!” Joseph yelled over the communication system. We were probably doomed, but we may as well fight. “I dunno, but what I do know is that we may die. But we’ll fight!” I said over the comms. “We sure bloody will,” replied Quint.
I walked in front then unexpectedly jumped, stabbing my MEK’s blade into the mutated Rex. It let out a terrible screech of pain and anger, slamming its tail into the side of my MEK, the hooked tip of it slightly cutting my armor. I shot a rocket point blank at the Rex’s face. The rocket exploded in one of the thing’s eyes, but it seemed unaffected. “How are we gonna beat this thing! It killed a Titanosaur with one slash,” I said, terrified. “You expect me to know? I’m just a soldier, not a monster killer. That’s your job, Dilath,” Quint spat, clearly exasperated. “Can we just focus on the giant demonic Rex that’s about to tear down the Yurkhall?” Asked Joseph. Getting an idea, I aimed a rocket right at the mutated beast’s open mouth, and fired. The thing exploded, leaving massive chunks of flesh and chitin scattered all across the now ruined New Reagath. “This place is wrecked. No real reason to live in a place like this,” Joseph stated. “Well, I may or may not sorta own an underground city that has ancient yet advanced technology and weapons, which totally wasn’t where I got my TEK gear.” I replied. “What in Rockwell’? Where did you find a literal underground city!” Quint exclaimed, surprised. “Just a few clicks southeast. But you may want to hop of your MEKs. Serothane is alive.” I responded. Out of nowhere, Ranger appeared, this time fully visible to all three of us. “Who’s that? How is he floating?” Quint and Joseph said at the same time. “Him? That’s Ranger. He’s apparently the “author” of where we are. How he’s floating? He’s basically some kind of deity.” I answered. I exited my MEK, and Ranger floated down to where I was. “Dilath. Don’t let Serothane come with you. Or do, it’s your decision. It could lead to a much darker path. Yet, it could lead to your redemption. So be wary. I must go now.” Ranger said. I nodded then activated my TEK armor, flew up to my allies and told them we had to go without the MEKs. Activating three cryopods, I released my TEK raptor, Reaper, Shade, my black sabertooth, and Tug, my Equus. “Mount up people, I call Reaper.” I said. “Alright, I’ll take that black saber,” said Joseph. “The saber’s name is Shade. The equus is Tug.” I said. Joseph mounted Shade, and Quint pulled out a carrot from his pack, fed it to Tug, and hopped on. We started to go southeast, when I heard Lydia Serothane shout “Can I come with you guys?” I sighed, turning around. “Why should we let you?” Lydia raised an eyebrow. “Because I’m the one who knows what a law is?” She said sarcastically. Remembering what Ranger had said, I shook my head. “Why not?” She asked. “Because, I don’t care if I sound insane, a deity told me not to let you come with me. Or let you come with me. He said you either cause me to ‘ go down a darker path’ or it would ‘lead to my redemption.’” I said, then continued “The deity’s name was Ranger. Anyways, no. You have betrayed me before, so I sure as hell don’t trust you. Now go away before I shoot a bullet through your skull.” I said harshly. Joseph looked shocked. Quint looked weirdly proud, and Lydia was furious. She stormed off into the woods, and clearly didn’t know of the wild raptors because she was unarmed. “I suppose we should get going?” I asked. “I guess.” Quint replied. We started the long trek towards my city.
Author’s Note
I should give you guys a description of Quint and Joseph. Quint is a, no offense, Asian dude with dark gray hair. He usually is seen in riot gear, other than the helmet, which he wears in combat. He has two different colored eyes, one green the other brown and black military cut hair. Joseph has brown hair and blue eyes and usually wears flak armor. By the way, I based my character off of a Ranger from RA, because I’m obsessed with that series. This chapter, I admit, was shtty. But if you think it’s bad, shuddit.
-Ranger
Okie dokie. First where is Moon? Secondly, that last chapter was dramatic, but semi-decent. But, now onto the next one!
The Tribe of Shadows
New Reagath Part Two: The Ranger
Many eyes dragged up to the wyverns. Raiders. And judging by their banners, Empire wyverns. Shockingly, three of the fire wyverns broke off and began attacking the other seven. On the walls, sentries rushed towards the nearest ballistae, ready to fire at either group. The banners of the first three dropped to show the symbol of a golden triceratops. They were of the Shadr Council, one of the only peaceful groups in Pyrrhia. Ballistae bolts whistled past, slamming into the Empire’s wyverns. The Shadr Council wyverns landed, bleeding heavily from attacks. The remaining sentries gathered pikes and rifles, prepared for a defense. I smiled lightly, as I had hoped that all would go well. Depressingly, I was most mistaken. The booming roar of a giganotosaurus echoed as one began attempting destroy the walls, distracting the remaining sentries. A wyvern landed, and on it was mounted a warrior in red TEK armor. The warrior rushed towards me, attempting to snatch me. I drew my sword, but had no reason to. A man in a strange camouflage cloak appeared behind the TEK armored warrior and stabbed them clean through the armor, a dagger splitting the metal like butter. “Hello, Dilath. It’s the author here, Ranger. Ya might wanna duck,” said the apparent “author”. I did so, and an bullet cut through the air where I was standing, and hit the green cloaked man. It went straight through him, as if he was a hologram. “As I just told you, my name’s Ranger. I’m here to make sure you don’t die. For the plot, of course. Now go on and fight. Wyverns on your six.” Ranger said, sounding bored. I turned around and saw a blast of fire heading straight toward me. Sidestepping it, I activated my TEK armor, launching me into the air. A full scale battle was raging around him, yet this Ranger person seemed unaffected. He then seemed to write on the air, spelling what I assume was “Chair”, as a chair appeared right behind him. Ranger sat, looking slightly annoyed. “Too much stress. College. Work. Thinking of what to write,” Ranger said quietly. “Dilath! Jump!” He yelled. I immediately jumped as a grenade was thrown toward me. “Thanks!” I yelled in reply. Ranger slightly smiled. “Perhaps…” he muttered. “Giga at your six!” I heard a sentry shout. I snapped back to reality, and Ranger disappeared. Spinning, I saw a giga with it’s mouth open. I threw a poison grenade in the giga’s mouth then activated a cryopod to release my red and black Gigantrex, Hunter. Climbing into the saddle, I motioned for the beast to run as a giga stormed behind us. The beast suddenly found itself full of ballista bolts. It fell to the ground, crushing several guards. Hunter let out a deafening roar as wyverns attempted to dive at us. I jumped up from the saddle onto one of the wyvern’s tail, climbed on and knocked the rider off into Hunter’s jaws. Grabbing hold of the reins, I made the beast attack the other Empire wyverns. At first I thought we were winning. Until I saw a Titanosaur. It stood at the gates, and then began to slam it’s front feet into the gate. The entire wall rumbled. “Oh sht. Boys, we’re probably screwed, but bring out the MEKs!” I saw Joseph seated on a Rex, shouting orders. I flew towards him. “Sorry bout earlier. I really messed up,” I said. Joseph snorted. “Ain’t that the biggest understatement I’ve ever heard. Anyways, get on a MEK, kid. We’ll need em to face a Titano,” Joseph replied. I dismounted, and heard a massive rumbling noise. A metal gate opened, and behind it was a team of three MEKs. “One for you, one for me, and one for General Quint,” Joseph proudly stated. “Quint’s alive? And a General!” I said, shocked. Joseph slightly laughed. “Of course the guy who was basically an older you would live,” he said. I nodded, and hopped into the MEK in the center, which had, unbeknownst to me then, a raptor symbol carved into the back. Coincidentally, as the three of us (General Quint had been walking behind us, silent.) the gates broke, killing the few living sentries beneath it. The wyverns were dead, Hunter was Enraged but badly injured, and all the sentries were dead. We were basically the last force of resistance. The thundering sound of MEKs walking was repeated thrice as we stepped forward, our MEK’s blades activated. The Titano slammed it’s foot down toward us, and a battle began.
I was writing this chapter and went “FOURTH WALL BREAK TIME!” and yeah. That is what I did. Hope everybody likes it.
-Ranger
