The vulture are on fjordur on volcano island but they are rare if you need them they are in fjordur
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ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
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Journey: Chapter 7
Forest was shocked, he didn’t know how this could happen except it had to involve what Rust did to the rune.
“So, how did I get here??” Forest asked for a possible second opinion. All he got was a shrug from the troodon.
“Well, thanks! Your a real help aren’t you?? You knock me out, rummage through my bag and give me a heart attack about where I am. And all you have for me is a shrug?!” Forest said in irritation, he thought at least the troodon would have a response for how.
“Look, I know a lot about the Arks. But any travel I know only pertains to humans or tamed traveling. Whatever you did, is something the Order of the Arks never learned or passed down.” The theropod said calmly, Forest heard and got really confused again.
“Order of the Arks? What is that? Also I didn’t catch your name?” Forest said asking genuinely, “My name is Nightfall. And for your main question, the Order of the Arks is, well what it sounds like. An order, or as humans would say an secret society made up of a specific species that are the second smartest creature and this order allows this species’ to communicate across all the Arks…” Nightfall said hesitantly. Almost as if he thought he said too much.
“Okay so why are you telling me about this secret order you are and all troodons are apart of, and I thought Gigantopithecus was the next smartest creature after humans? And what are the Arks? You know what, I don’t want to know my last question’s answer. Just answer the the first two.” Forest said, holding his head as a headache began forming.
“Well, as of last week, I am no longer a true member of the Order of the Arks, they had been trying to find a way to out me because of my size. I mean I am an subadult, but I’m like half the size of what I should be. But they could never find a good reason for me to be exiled. So I beat them to it and resigned from the order.” Nightfall said
“And what about the Gigantopithecus being smarter?” Forest said wondering if the troodon was telling the truth.
“Gigantopithecus are stupid things, the only reason why creatures think they are smarter than everyone is because they’re closer relative to humans!!! It’s a lie, troodons have been studying and spying on Gigantopithecus for decades and they aren’t even close!!!” Said Nightfall in furious monologue.
“Sorry, anytime I talk to any creature they ask why do you think Troodons are smarter than Gigantopithecus’s and I could never say anything.” Nightfall said apologetically. “It’s alright.” Forest said. ‘Well there goes making it on time to the celebration.’ Forest thought to himself.
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The Arks: Over Heaven
Chapter 2: Beasts of the Past - Venom Spitters
“What the hell…” Samuel gasped with a disgusted look on his face.
“Now I know you think this looks bad,” Neddy replied with worry on his face, “But I don’t mean no harm.”
“I think the more important question is where are your clothes?” Samuel asked. The strange bird squawked at Neddy in disapproval. Neddy gasped as his eyes lay on the strange bird.
“Woah… I can’t believe it, a dodo!” Neddy cried in pleasure.
“Hey, you haven’t answered my question!” Samuel yelled at him.
“Oh, heh heh heh, sorry,” Neddy apologized, “I ditched the robe because it was getting itchy.”
Samuel gave Neddy a suspicious look.
“I think you’re just a weirdo.”
“I’m not a weirdo, I promise.”
Neddy got up from the ground, brushing the sands and dirts off his pale skin. In comparison Neddy was much shorter than Samuel, by about say 5 inches. Neddy’s back was hunched over, and a sour smell radiated from his armpits. Upon closer inspection of him, Samuel got a feeling that he had met this boy before.
“Wait a minute… You’re-” Samuel began to laugh, as he leaned over, slapping his hand on his knee while Neddy looked on nervously. “You’re Neddy the Nerd, the guy in computer engineering! Oh my goodness I didn’t think I’d meet you of all people here on this damned place.”
Neddy scrunched up his face, rubbing his nose as he did so.
“Y-Yeah. That’s me, heh heh,” Neddy laughed back.
Samuel noticed Neddy’s unease and reassured him.
“Don’t worry dude. I’m not going to hurt you, I have no reason to,” Samuel said, “But, why were you hiding in the bushes anyway?”
“Well, I felt a sudden urge to come here. The gem told me to,” Neddy explained.
“What gem are you talking about?”
“The gem on your wrist, don’t you have it too?”
Neddy showed his left arm to Samuel, and he winced and gritted his teeth at the sight. There a rhombus-shaped implant was embedded deep into his bone and flesh. The implant had lines along it that glowed a tinge of blue.
“What is that thing?” Samuel asked, getting dizzy.
“I dunno. When I woke up on the beach I felt an itch on my wrist and it was there,” Neddy said. Neddy’s eyes darted to Samuel’s wrist. “Looks like you don’t have it.”
Samuel carefully checked his wrist, as if the implant would be there too, but it wasn’t. He ran his fingers along his wrist, and it felt coarse and grainy. There was nothing there, everything was as it should’ve been.
“I find it weird, but yeah,” Neddy explained, “When I woke up, I decided to walk along the beach to see what I could find. That was when I felt a hum from the implant, and the farther I walked along the coast the more the hum grew. I guess the implant was drawing me here to find you?”
“Huh,” Samuel muttered, “I guess it could be like that.”
Just then, the dodo bird pecked Samuel on the leg. Samuel looked down.
“What is it?” he asked impatiently. Suddenly the bushes ahead rustled, and all eyes went to the bushes. The wind was silent but soft, brushing along their skin as no noise was made. Then the slight call that rang across the sand.
Haw. Haw?? Haw!
The rattle of what sounded like a rattlesnake sounded, and a glob of green goop was suddenly sent flying at Neddy! Neddy let out a scream of surprise as the goop hit him in the face, blocking his eyesight. It was then a strange creature that stood on its hind legs and had small arms jumped out of the bushes and onto Neddy. Neddy let out a scream of fear as the strange beast began to claw at Neddy’s chest. Samuel quickly clutched onto the rock and rushed forward, slamming it into the beast’s head. CLUNK! Upon contact, the beast collapsed to the ground, globs of venom pouring out of its mouth as it did, the frills on its head collapsing back into its head. Neddy took a moment to breathe, as the wind blew harder on them. The tree leaves rustled, the tension in the air faded away.
“What was that?!” Samuel asked, albeit not as scared as Neddy. Neddy took his glasses off, wiping them on his body and then throwing them to the side. He wiped the remaining green stuff off his face and took a moment to look at the creature.
“A Dilophosaurus,” Neddy diagnosed, “A dinosaur straight from the past… Just like the dodo. They were predatory creatures that used mainly their claws to kill their prey due to their weak jaws. Movies like Jurassic Park idealized the concept of them using venom to blind their prey.”
“So, there’s dinosaurs here,” Samuel said with a gulp. The island didn’t seem so dangerous at first. Samuel thought that maybe there would be a bear or two, but not dinosaurs straight from the Mesozoic Era.
“This island is a lot more dangerous than we think,” Neddy told Samuel, “We’re going to have to tread carefully from now on. We don’t know what else could be out there, wanting to eat us for their next meal.”
Samuel looked around himself, as if another dinosaur was going to pop up.
“You think… You think there’s a T-Rex on here?” Samuel asked with worry. Neddy paused.
“Let’s hope not.”
Neddy got up from the ground, looking behind him and at a plateau rise that stuck out from the rest of the ground, like a small hill that protruded from the earth. A point of interest.
“So, what’s the plan?” Samuel asked.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Neddy replied, “Surviving on the island alone is futile, and too risky. We’re going to have to work together, and find more people that could hopefully help us out.”
“It sounds like a plan,” Samuel replied. The dodo bird squawked in agreement.
“Then let’s go,” Neddy said.
With that, the three of them walked off to the plateau, with danger around at every corner.
All for Chapter 2. - Ben
I lived in the ragnorok desert. One day I logged on and realized I got raided. All my tames, buildings, supplies, tribemates were gone. I was the only one who survived the raid and had spoiled meat on me. A level 145 vulture landed right next to me and I decided to just tame it. I now have 10 level 200+ vultures and they are invincible! I haven't been raided since, maybe people are scared of my vicious vultures or I just found a good base set up.
How to tame: put spoiled meat in last slot. Walk up to one on the ground and feed it. Wait till it lands again and keep feeding it.
So I have all avian shoulder pets (featherlight, this ugly thing, ichthyornis, that one goose thing with the golden eggs, and a fjordhawk) in cages because idk and I capture small creatures and bring them into base and I execute the animal in front of them. My vulture and featherlight just watch in anticipation while the goose looks shook, the ichthy is just like “iM sUcH a SoLemN sInGeR.” And my hawk is just like “Hm.” For some reason this is entertaining to me
I’d never bothered taming a vulture before, but was curious... My main base is on The Island and I was asking around if anyone had a culture or two they’d trade for. (No one had any.) So, I hopped over to my little Crystal Isles cabin, grabbed my Wyvern, a ton of water jars, and a couple stacks of spoiled meat... I’m gonna go try to tame a 100+ Vulture or two... I really hoped to see a 135+. — I fly right to the dunes area, landed, and TWO 150’s were f’n mate boosted together FIRST THING! Tamed them both! Boom. Now, I have Vulture parents. 👍🏼
I was crossing the desert at night with a flock of 30 vultures. A thunderstorm happened. I couldnt see anything. I could only hear the storm. Suddenly, vultures started being killed. A deathworm was out there in the dark. I whistled passive and ran blindly through the storm. When the sun came up, I was alone on the sand. Again. Stupid