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ARK: Survival Evolved Companion
Tips & Strategies
So, my pal flew the Argy, with myself grapple hooked below. It took maybe 15-20 min to find a Q, we patiently followed another 10-15 min as he meandered over the swamp.
Over the Redwoods, I started shooting tranq darts. I was too careful going for headshots, and torpor dropped too much before next hit. As it got dark, we lost the quetzal below us in the Redwoods. I landed one final dart as he found tree cover. Darkness immediately followed. We lost him. My friend thought maybe he went down. I was less optimistic.
Come morning, he mystically appears below us. I said “let’s get some height and find him” and there he was.
Tranquing proceeded. Now he was hanging out over a river. Running out of ammo, knew he wouldn’t drop if the shots weren’t continuous - kept firing.
He fell; in the water.
We pursued, knowing it was in vain.
Got to the Q. Underwater. It HAD passed out the night before. Food was low. KIBBLE TAMED WHILE UNDERWATER !
We waited until morning
More Quetzal Funny Tips
(If you were one of the people involved in this mess-up, hi! It’s Leaf :D)
“I found a quetzal, it’s a pretty high level, too.” I said at the dinner table at my friend’s base, after we tried out our new ascendant pump shotguns and got drunk.
“Do you have an idea on how to tame it? I have no idea.” Bat, the owner of the base, asked.
“Oh, only a slight one.” I said mischievously, walking out of the reinforced door and looking at my Tapejara with a wide grin. “I’ll pilot it and you two can shoot?”
“Yes!” Bat hopped on and my Tapejara huffed.
“I’ll go on mine and bring my friend,” his tribemate said, getting on his own and taking off.
“Quetzal, here we come!” I exclaimed, flying to the redwoods’ river.
“Alright, the carrot lookin’ one?”
“Yup, level 190.” I said, motioning for Bat to shoot.
After a lot of shocking tranqs, it was down.
And then it fell into the river and drowned.
Don’t make this mistake.. -.-
(If you were one of the people involved in this mess-up, hi! It’s Leaf :D)
“I found a quetzal, it’s a pretty high level, too.” I said at the dinner table at my friend’s base, after we tried out our new ascendant pump shotguns and got drunk.
“Do you have an idea on how to tame it? I have no idea.” Bat, the owner of the base, asked.
“Oh, only a slight one.” I said mischievously, walking out of the reinforced door and looking at my Tapejara with a wide grin. “I’ll pilot it and you two can shoot?”
“Yes!” Bat hopped on and my Tapejara huffed.
“I’ll go on mine and bring my friend,” his tribemate said, getting on his own and taking off.
“Quetzal, here we come!” I exclaimed, flying to the redwoods’ river.
“Alright, the carrot lookin’ one?”
“Yup, level 190.” I said, motioning for Bat to shoot.
After a lot of shocking tranqs, it was down.
And then it fell into the river and drowned.
Don’t make this mistake.. -.-