Love the cover art ISSA masterpiece and I look forward to this guy in caves wich is where I plan to find them just hope the onyx don't come with it imagine death rabies and blood loss will make the caves a terrifying place
I remember reading up on his concept a while back, and was extremely excited to see it in the roster. I though the carchar or Bison would take the vote, but when I heard this won… let’s just say I can’t wait to ride around the map on a giant bat. Anyone else with me?
The feast was delicious, the makhawk tribe had an abundance of fruit, fish, and even crops. the group ate like kings. “Thiss iss the besst fish I’ve ever had and that’ss ssaying something!” One of the sea serpents said. “We get our fish from the caves behind the emerald falls, they are bigger, more colorful, and tastier than regular fish.” The makhawk chief said. “Well they are amazing, by the way why do you guys hate the sinomacrops tribe so much?” Nash said. “It’s a looong story filled with petty squabbles, territorial wars, and treason. I won’t bore you on the details..” the chief said. Nash (who loved a good long story) looked like he did want to be “bored with the details” but he kept his mouth shut.
When they were finished eating the chief asked “so what is your plan for this.. Salizar?”
“Not sure I’m not the plan guy.. that was Ceasars job…” Nash said. “You miss your friend?” The chief said. “Ya.. all my friends.. I don’t even know if they’re alive..” Nash said. “Hmm I might know of a way to help.” The chief said. “What iss it?” Seascale asked. “There’s a strange object in the emerald caves, it’s made of a shiny metal and glows like the sun, it looks similar to the obelisks.” The chief said. “That’s great! It sounds like an artifact, Ceasar spoke of them, I think they have something to do with the obelisks.” Nash said. “Do they teleport uss out of here?” Seascale asked. “No idea but it’s a start.” Nash said. “But be warned.. to get there, you have to go through the kingdom of the… amargasaurs!” The chief said. “What’s so scary about amargasaurs..” Nash said. “I don’t know about in your world but here they are a psychotic tribe of animals who will kill anyone or anything that isn’t strictly an herbivore.” The chief said in a grave tone. Nash looked at the chief with a puzzled expression, “huh.”
The sun was halfway in the sky. Litters of small fluffy clouds floated high up, and Forest wondered what they were made of.
Needles lifted a small sack from his shoulder—one Forest had not realized was there—and began to dig through it with his claws. “Everyone,” he called, getting their attention, “come here, come here.” He pulled out a small weathered scroll from the sack, and gently unrolled it on the grass below him.
Everyone leaned closer, trying to get a better look. It was map—the one Forest had only ever seen drawn with charcoal on the rock floor, when his parents tough him about the outside world.
“What is it?” Rust asked.
“This is Fjordur,” Needles explained. “We are here, right outside Runheimr. Forest must have come from here, where lost carnivores had claimed to see a Basilisk.” He tapped a part of the scroll where a few rocks were drawn, in between the Broken Meadows and the Bay. “Do you recognize it, Forest?”
Forest drew his head close. “Maybe?”
Needled chuckled. “Alright then.”
“I do!” Spark said. “Look, there’s few human ruins near it—that’s where me and my brother lived. Then I went that way”—she swished the top of her tail over the rock pile drawing—“ and found—ahem—saved Forest.”
“Then I was right,” Needles said. “That’s where I will be going next. To the Drake caves, to find Peeri.”
“What? Why?” Crimson asked.
“I want to meet Peeri in person,” Needles said with a sigh. “Hear the prophecy from her own mouth. Maybe get some clues.”
“But—“ Forest tried.
“I wish you could come along, too, friends. But we must go out separate ways. We are almost at Runheimr, and then you will no longer need me.”
Rust yelped and whirled around.
“What is it?” Spark asked him.
“A ground squirrel or something just trodded over my tail!” Rust snarled. “I’ll go teach him a lesson.” He stomped off to a nearby bush.
“I a m hungry,” Spark said. “If you get it, save some for me!”
Needled turned back to the map. “Tomorrow, you will go here,” he pointed to a strange drawing of a building right by the Dark Forest. “The Terror Birds rarely go there. That’s where you will sneak in.”
“OK,” Spark mused, nodding.
“Rrrrraargh!” Rust was roaring, pounding into a briar bush. “You stupid, stinky, son of a Fenrir! Get OUT ALREADY SO I CAN KILL YOU!”
Forest laughed and turned to help him, but then Rust froze, making Forest pause.
Rust barely moved. He squinted, swished a few leaves aside, and reached into the bush with one talon.
“I found something,” Rust yelled.
“What is it?” The carnivores all turned to walk over.
“I—“ Rust looked up to them, his face a mask of confusion. “I don’t know.”
I really thought this would be replaced by the bison but WELL DONE I only wish the sky Gina was added I’m assuming this will be a flying blood stalker or maybe something else but I feel like this will not be a regular oh tranq out tame like no way
On my really old fjordur map, I had 3 maewings but I got a bit bored so I thought, why not tame a desmodus??? So I went to a cave… and there was over 10 certain death one was lvl 150 I even netted it but still death I haven’t been online in ages because of that… should go back and blow them up? also RIP my pego, cory