I'm honestly kind of flattered you wanna see this all the way. I will do my best to not let it get too predictable! Also, this won't pop up till later, but what is the most bitchy gender neutral name you can think of?
Frozen in Carbonite
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Humans, in my fantasy world! What even!
[X] Erika.
[X] See what the humans are up to.
She hummed and thought for a moment. Something that you could use for here, as well as for the others. " You may call me, Erika. Now, I must leave little ones." Not letting them speak, you seem to just stop existing to them, there one moment and not the next. They squeal and chatter amongst themselves, with some going to follow the others.
Now, for the humans. You had been warned back in the academy that you would probably run into these at some point, as their kind seemed to pop up everywhere. And, here they were, just, existing. Not doing anything exciting, or miraculous like you had been lead to believe they would be doing. How dare they.
They had a few tents set up, and what you could tell was the start of some larger building, with stone placed together like a rudimentary wall around the perimeter , held together by mud and something else. Some were walking along it with bows in hand, plucky red feathers on the ends of them.
There were a few other smaller buildings, and a couple were finished, but most were still under construction as well.
"My lord !" One of the taller humans was running towards another, a large gash on his back.
" Malac!" The human, you assumed this lord, rushed towards the injured human and kept them from tumbling forward. She had a simple wooden crown on her head, with a solitary deep red gem in the middle of it. Also, a cloak of some sort of animal, claws still attached. A long scar ran down her face, and what was clearly a warhammer made from treated wood and stone was hanging on her back.
" My lord," the injured one wheezed, " the goblins. They attacked us again. We killed several of them, but they, they just dragged the corpses away."
" Those bastards." The leader growled, " not enough to keep stealing our food but now they're killing our hunting parties!" Turning to a human in red, she growled " Take him to the healers tent, then gather those willing." She reached back behind her and held aloft the war hammer. " We're going to stamp out the goblins!"
[] Support the goblins.
-[] How?
[] Support the humans
-[] How?
[] Stay out of it and observe.
[] Toss a monster at both sides and see what happens.
-[] Write in
--[] Random monster ( Will be rolled for, may cause evil cackling.)
( Rolls: 56, 8, 76)
Meanwhile, while you were with the humans you could tell that other things were happening in the world. The lizard tribes cold war finally turned hot, with one of the outcasts finally being killed by a stray spear that flew too close to an artery for his health. They were baying for blood, and their chief had no option but to give in.
As for the fish people, there was no war going on yet, but the monster you had named Nagendra was making moves. All sorts of ocean life were closing in on his location, obeying the call of their king.
The rats mean while were content to build up their home in the mountains, though Kingdok was thinking about trying to make contact with the humans he watched.
Things, were about to get interesting.
[]Stay with the humans.
[] Visit someone.
-[] Who.
[] Interlude
-[]Who? Can be a faction, or a specific character.
[X] See what the humans are up to.
She hummed and thought for a moment. Something that you could use for here, as well as for the others. " You may call me, Erika. Now, I must leave little ones." Not letting them speak, you seem to just stop existing to them, there one moment and not the next. They squeal and chatter amongst themselves, with some going to follow the others.
Now, for the humans. You had been warned back in the academy that you would probably run into these at some point, as their kind seemed to pop up everywhere. And, here they were, just, existing. Not doing anything exciting, or miraculous like you had been lead to believe they would be doing. How dare they.
They had a few tents set up, and what you could tell was the start of some larger building, with stone placed together like a rudimentary wall around the perimeter , held together by mud and something else. Some were walking along it with bows in hand, plucky red feathers on the ends of them.
There were a few other smaller buildings, and a couple were finished, but most were still under construction as well.
"My lord !" One of the taller humans was running towards another, a large gash on his back.
" Malac!" The human, you assumed this lord, rushed towards the injured human and kept them from tumbling forward. She had a simple wooden crown on her head, with a solitary deep red gem in the middle of it. Also, a cloak of some sort of animal, claws still attached. A long scar ran down her face, and what was clearly a warhammer made from treated wood and stone was hanging on her back.
" My lord," the injured one wheezed, " the goblins. They attacked us again. We killed several of them, but they, they just dragged the corpses away."
" Those bastards." The leader growled, " not enough to keep stealing our food but now they're killing our hunting parties!" Turning to a human in red, she growled " Take him to the healers tent, then gather those willing." She reached back behind her and held aloft the war hammer. " We're going to stamp out the goblins!"
[] Support the goblins.
-[] How?
[] Support the humans
-[] How?
[] Stay out of it and observe.
[] Toss a monster at both sides and see what happens.
-[] Write in
--[] Random monster ( Will be rolled for, may cause evil cackling.)
( Rolls: 56, 8, 76)
Meanwhile, while you were with the humans you could tell that other things were happening in the world. The lizard tribes cold war finally turned hot, with one of the outcasts finally being killed by a stray spear that flew too close to an artery for his health. They were baying for blood, and their chief had no option but to give in.
As for the fish people, there was no war going on yet, but the monster you had named Nagendra was making moves. All sorts of ocean life were closing in on his location, obeying the call of their king.
The rats mean while were content to build up their home in the mountains, though Kingdok was thinking about trying to make contact with the humans he watched.
Things, were about to get interesting.
[]Stay with the humans.
[] Visit someone.
-[] Who.
[] Interlude
-[]Who? Can be a faction, or a specific character.
I will close voting in one day, and if no votes are posted we get to do a coin toss, or a die roll! All sorts of fun.
I'm planning on empowering a maiden from the humans to tame the beast, and maybe create some order of nuns and maidens built specifically to tame these wild beasts.
Quick question. Are we talking old legends tarasque, or the giant D an D lizard looking one?
The D&D one, although I request that you don't make it overpowered.
Got it. One half powered, tanky cranky lizard coming up.
The serpent king
[X] Toss a monster at both sides and see what happens.
-[X] Let's throw in Tarasque from D&D and see how it develops.
[X] Visit someone.
-[] And let's visit Nagendra, make my presence known BTW. Know what his intentions and motivations are.
You watched with interest as some of the humans banded together, putting on leather armor and weapons. A couple of swords here and there, but mostly axes and spears. Now, you COULD just let them go after the Goblins, and let the two sides fight. You COULD just leave them alone and go do something else while the humans slaughtered the goblins and were slaughtered in return.
You could do all of those.
But really, what would be the fun in that?
You spirit yourself a bit away and start work on making a monster, taking a bit of inspiration from your lizard men and creating a mighty beast. You didn't make it as strong as you could, and decided that if anyone asked you would just say it was the runt of the liter or something else like that. They couldn't disprove it, could they?
You gave it sets of spikes on its back, and several pointy teeth meant to be used for tearing apart stone and dirt as easily as flesh and bone. Merge them together a little bit, and you had flexible armor plating for your new beast. Now, the only thing it needed was a brain. After a moment of consideration, you decided to have it be as smart as like, a dog! It would get general commands, but complex issues would be far beyond it. As for empathy, it would need to grow that on its own.
Setting it down, you set it on a path for where the humans and goblins would meet and grinned, setting up a reminder to come watch when it stumbled upon them.
There was something else you needed to do however.
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You had found your way to the serpents home, and you had to admit, you were slightly impressed how much he had done with so little time.
To start with, he had a bare bones map of the area, and of the city. No real detail, but he had a rough outline of it, along with certain sections marked off as food, guard, extreme danger, small foods, and things of that manner.
He had long purple worms drilling in and out of his cave, as well as underground, seeming to make a series of tunnels that connected into other caves.
But what made up the vast part of his forces was what he was named for, that being serpents and sea snakes of various sizes and types. Some wielding venom, some being able to blend in with the area around them, and some just being big beefy bastards.
" Greetings, king of serpents." The large snake hissed in surprise and turned around to face you, a smile obvious on your blindfolded face.
" How," he slithers closer, a makeshift crown on his head, " did you get in here? You don't smell like a fish man, and you don't look like one."
" That isn't important." she stepped forward, ignoring the snakes that started to curl around her ankles, their flesh breaking between her will. " What's important are these two questions. What are going to do?"
He hissed, curling into a tight coil while giving her a look up and down. " I want to make that knight suffer. She killed one of mine. She dies for that."
" But he was attacking their home."
" Doesn't matter. He was one of mine. She killed him. I'm going to make her die for it. But, I have a question for you. Who are you? What do you want with me? After all," he uncoiled himself and inched closer, serpents now surrounding you. " No one knows where I am. They don't know of me. Who are you?"
[]Tell him the truth
-[]Modify it a bit. (How do you modify it?)
[] Lie. Lie your ass off.
-[] What lie do you tell him?
What else do you want to do?
[] Explore to see if anything interesting popped up?
[] Check on someone, or a faction.
[] Interlude, and who?
[] Write in.
-[X] Let's throw in Tarasque from D&D and see how it develops.
[X] Visit someone.
-[] And let's visit Nagendra, make my presence known BTW. Know what his intentions and motivations are.
You watched with interest as some of the humans banded together, putting on leather armor and weapons. A couple of swords here and there, but mostly axes and spears. Now, you COULD just let them go after the Goblins, and let the two sides fight. You COULD just leave them alone and go do something else while the humans slaughtered the goblins and were slaughtered in return.
You could do all of those.
But really, what would be the fun in that?
You spirit yourself a bit away and start work on making a monster, taking a bit of inspiration from your lizard men and creating a mighty beast. You didn't make it as strong as you could, and decided that if anyone asked you would just say it was the runt of the liter or something else like that. They couldn't disprove it, could they?
You gave it sets of spikes on its back, and several pointy teeth meant to be used for tearing apart stone and dirt as easily as flesh and bone. Merge them together a little bit, and you had flexible armor plating for your new beast. Now, the only thing it needed was a brain. After a moment of consideration, you decided to have it be as smart as like, a dog! It would get general commands, but complex issues would be far beyond it. As for empathy, it would need to grow that on its own.
Setting it down, you set it on a path for where the humans and goblins would meet and grinned, setting up a reminder to come watch when it stumbled upon them.
There was something else you needed to do however.
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You had found your way to the serpents home, and you had to admit, you were slightly impressed how much he had done with so little time.
To start with, he had a bare bones map of the area, and of the city. No real detail, but he had a rough outline of it, along with certain sections marked off as food, guard, extreme danger, small foods, and things of that manner.
He had long purple worms drilling in and out of his cave, as well as underground, seeming to make a series of tunnels that connected into other caves.
But what made up the vast part of his forces was what he was named for, that being serpents and sea snakes of various sizes and types. Some wielding venom, some being able to blend in with the area around them, and some just being big beefy bastards.
" Greetings, king of serpents." The large snake hissed in surprise and turned around to face you, a smile obvious on your blindfolded face.
" How," he slithers closer, a makeshift crown on his head, " did you get in here? You don't smell like a fish man, and you don't look like one."
" That isn't important." she stepped forward, ignoring the snakes that started to curl around her ankles, their flesh breaking between her will. " What's important are these two questions. What are going to do?"
He hissed, curling into a tight coil while giving her a look up and down. " I want to make that knight suffer. She killed one of mine. She dies for that."
" But he was attacking their home."
" Doesn't matter. He was one of mine. She killed him. I'm going to make her die for it. But, I have a question for you. Who are you? What do you want with me? After all," he uncoiled himself and inched closer, serpents now surrounding you. " No one knows where I am. They don't know of me. Who are you?"
[]Tell him the truth
-[]Modify it a bit. (How do you modify it?)
[] Lie. Lie your ass off.
-[] What lie do you tell him?
What else do you want to do?
[] Explore to see if anything interesting popped up?
[] Check on someone, or a faction.
[] Interlude, and who?
[] Write in.
I will close voting today.
NOOOO!
[X] Lie. Lie your ass off.
-[X] Tell him that I am just a curious outside observer. And nothing else. State that I am from a faraway land and I am here to just record events.
What else do you want to do?
[X] Let's check back on the humans, and maybe put that maiden plan to work. Probably find someone with purple hair and is named Martha.
[X] Lie. Lie your ass off.
-[X] Tell him that I am just a curious outside observer. And nothing else. State that I am from a faraway land and I am here to just record events.
What else do you want to do?
[X] Let's check back on the humans, and maybe put that maiden plan to work. Probably find someone with purple hair and is named Martha.
Eliar
Well-known member
[X] Lie. Lie your ass off.
-[X] Tell him that I am just a curious outside observer. And nothing else. State that I am from a faraway land and I am here to just record events.
What else do you want to do?
[X] Let's check back on the humans, and maybe put that maiden plan to work. Probably find someone with purple hair and is named Martha.
-[X] Tell him that I am just a curious outside observer. And nothing else. State that I am from a faraway land and I am here to just record events.
What else do you want to do?
[X] Let's check back on the humans, and maybe put that maiden plan to work. Probably find someone with purple hair and is named Martha.
[X] Lie. Lie your ass off.
-[X] Tell him that I am just a curious outside observer. And nothing else. State that I am from a faraway land and I am here to just record events.
What else do you want to do?
[X] Let's check back on the humans, and maybe put that maiden plan to work. Probably find someone with purple hair and is named Martha.
-[X] Tell him that I am just a curious outside observer. And nothing else. State that I am from a faraway land and I am here to just record events.
What else do you want to do?
[X] Let's check back on the humans, and maybe put that maiden plan to work. Probably find someone with purple hair and is named Martha.
Alright, voting is now over. Engage operation: Lie, lie your ass off.
It's a tarrasque!
( Fun fact for ya, and I'm fairly certain this is true, but Martha is supposed to be the patron saint of servants, travelers, maids, housewives, and is the biblical sister of Lazarus.)
[X] Lie. Lie your ass off.
-[X] Tell him that I am just a curious outside observer. And nothing else. State that I am from a faraway land and I am here to just record events.
[X] Let's check back on the humans, and maybe put that maiden plan to work. Probably find someone with purple hair and is named Martha
You think for a moment and decide on what seems like a good lie, fingers splaying out across her chest. " Why, I am just a simple observer is all. I come here from a land far away, and seek to record history. You seem like someone who will be a big part of it, so I simply wished to know." You gave a soft smile. " For posterity."
" I see." He leaned forward and flicked his tongue in front of you. " Well, I have explained want. What else do you wish to know?"
Oh, since you were here, and you made the lie...
You summoned a note pad and sat down on a outcropping of rock, smiling softly. " Well, tell me what your first memory is."
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While the serpent king was talking about his early days and hazy memories of his mother, you split off a part of yourself to go watch the battle between human and goblins.
It was a blood bath. Not nearly as bad as some of your friends and coworkers universes, ( you still didn't understand why your friend had decided old lizard people fighting metal skeletons was a good idea,) but for what you had it was enough.
There were bodies all around, but there seemed to be more goblin bodies than human ones, and the chief let out another roar. The blood that around her was far more than should be possible, and was on fire. Her axe bit into another goblins neck as she brought it down, the blood spurting out and quickly also catching fire. It died quickly. A mercy you supposed.
And if your timing was right, the Tarresque would be arriving, right, abouttttttttt...
A might lizard creature burst through the trees with a roar, the battle field seeming to freeze upon it's entrance. Not taking a moment to wait, it immediately charged towards the middle of the field, its tail slashing against the ground, pushing dirt and earth and bodies. Several more were lost to it's rage before the humans started to run away.
A slightly taller goblin desperately raised a staff and tried to summon what looked like a green orb, but was quickly swallowed whole by the Tarrusque. Thick man sized claws dug into the earth, thick clumps of dirt and stone flying into the air, muzzle of the beast snuffling as it pushed further down, trying to reach the goblins beneath.
" Chief," one of the humans panted, having come to her once they had run away to an outlook a good distance away. " Chief, we won. Surely we can just, drive back the beast now." The stench of blood filled the air, and the beasts hungry roars shook them to the bone.
" No." The axe wielding woman turned to face the other, the purple haired one looking on in growing disbelief. " If we let them live, then they'll just keep coming and attacking us." She turned to face the carnage, ignoring the screams. " Best to leave the beast to what it's doing." She clasped a hand on Marthas shoulder and grimaced. " It's not pretty, but it's for the best."
The purple haired woman looked on in horror, and then, with a light grunt of pain, started jumping her way down, going to the Tarresque. Not knowing of what she could do to grab the beasts attention, she grabbed a stick and what looked like a fallen water skin, un corking it and splashing its leg with the liquid. " Hey! Stop it!"
The beast stopped clawing at the ground only to slowly face her, corpse breathe strong. It couldn't make any words, but the general intent behind was obvious. ' Speak or die.'
She didn't and instead just splashed more of the water against its head, causing it to growl. " Stop." The glare it gave her would become legend, such was the sheer pissed off cat energy behind it was. " Stop it, now."
A few clambering steps later it turned fully to look at her head on, seeming to appraise her. " Your going to stop eating them now, because," she thought for a moment, " we have better food, and you can do things we can't."
The air was silent for another moment and then the lizard beast gave a soft huff. It had not submitted, not in any way that counted yet, but it was willing to let her feed it. Maybe repay her for the favor.
Martha smiled. It would be enough for now.
Interlude time!
[] The sea knight
[] The noble rat
[] The three clawed chief
[] the unborn dead
[X] Lie. Lie your ass off.
-[X] Tell him that I am just a curious outside observer. And nothing else. State that I am from a faraway land and I am here to just record events.
[X] Let's check back on the humans, and maybe put that maiden plan to work. Probably find someone with purple hair and is named Martha
You think for a moment and decide on what seems like a good lie, fingers splaying out across her chest. " Why, I am just a simple observer is all. I come here from a land far away, and seek to record history. You seem like someone who will be a big part of it, so I simply wished to know." You gave a soft smile. " For posterity."
" I see." He leaned forward and flicked his tongue in front of you. " Well, I have explained want. What else do you wish to know?"
Oh, since you were here, and you made the lie...
You summoned a note pad and sat down on a outcropping of rock, smiling softly. " Well, tell me what your first memory is."
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While the serpent king was talking about his early days and hazy memories of his mother, you split off a part of yourself to go watch the battle between human and goblins.
It was a blood bath. Not nearly as bad as some of your friends and coworkers universes, ( you still didn't understand why your friend had decided old lizard people fighting metal skeletons was a good idea,) but for what you had it was enough.
There were bodies all around, but there seemed to be more goblin bodies than human ones, and the chief let out another roar. The blood that around her was far more than should be possible, and was on fire. Her axe bit into another goblins neck as she brought it down, the blood spurting out and quickly also catching fire. It died quickly. A mercy you supposed.
And if your timing was right, the Tarresque would be arriving, right, abouttttttttt...
A might lizard creature burst through the trees with a roar, the battle field seeming to freeze upon it's entrance. Not taking a moment to wait, it immediately charged towards the middle of the field, its tail slashing against the ground, pushing dirt and earth and bodies. Several more were lost to it's rage before the humans started to run away.
A slightly taller goblin desperately raised a staff and tried to summon what looked like a green orb, but was quickly swallowed whole by the Tarrusque. Thick man sized claws dug into the earth, thick clumps of dirt and stone flying into the air, muzzle of the beast snuffling as it pushed further down, trying to reach the goblins beneath.
" Chief," one of the humans panted, having come to her once they had run away to an outlook a good distance away. " Chief, we won. Surely we can just, drive back the beast now." The stench of blood filled the air, and the beasts hungry roars shook them to the bone.
" No." The axe wielding woman turned to face the other, the purple haired one looking on in growing disbelief. " If we let them live, then they'll just keep coming and attacking us." She turned to face the carnage, ignoring the screams. " Best to leave the beast to what it's doing." She clasped a hand on Marthas shoulder and grimaced. " It's not pretty, but it's for the best."
The purple haired woman looked on in horror, and then, with a light grunt of pain, started jumping her way down, going to the Tarresque. Not knowing of what she could do to grab the beasts attention, she grabbed a stick and what looked like a fallen water skin, un corking it and splashing its leg with the liquid. " Hey! Stop it!"
The beast stopped clawing at the ground only to slowly face her, corpse breathe strong. It couldn't make any words, but the general intent behind was obvious. ' Speak or die.'
She didn't and instead just splashed more of the water against its head, causing it to growl. " Stop." The glare it gave her would become legend, such was the sheer pissed off cat energy behind it was. " Stop it, now."
A few clambering steps later it turned fully to look at her head on, seeming to appraise her. " Your going to stop eating them now, because," she thought for a moment, " we have better food, and you can do things we can't."
The air was silent for another moment and then the lizard beast gave a soft huff. It had not submitted, not in any way that counted yet, but it was willing to let her feed it. Maybe repay her for the favor.
Martha smiled. It would be enough for now.
Interlude time!
[] The sea knight
[] The noble rat
[] The three clawed chief
[] the unborn dead
The unborn dead
It preened and picked at its skin with a scarred beak, one empty eye socket staring into the world. It was, similar, but not like it's fellow unborns. One was a exact copy of their champion, a knight with anger issues and a large spear, ( she she knew could transform into other things) meant for cutting through enemies, even under water. It was asleep and with a small band of lesser knights, all dressed in similar armor.
It turned it's gaze. Another was a large lizard man with larger than possible muscles, wielding a large axe and some sort of, bone, claw weapon, surrounded in the embryo by smaller beasts and servants. It had no need for weapons, so it did not much care. Not really.
One more turn brought her facing a rat with white fur and red eyes, a pack of smaller rats curled in her chest fluff. It snuffled and let out an amused squawk. It seems Erika had left a bigger impact on the rats than she had thought. Or maybe Kingdok, since he was the one who mentioned her to them. Oh well. It would be amusing to watch either way.
The vulture turned around, back to watching through her little port in reality, thoughts turning back to Erika. It had, mixed thoughts on them. Her? Bah. One one wing, she would never die, or it would take something very much beyond her grasp to do so, which meant it could not have her join her little court. On the other hand, they had found herself to see the strange being even when she didn't mean to be seen. It was, to itself at least, rather amusing. They had thought often about how they felt about them, and what exactly they wanted. Were they their mother since they allowed life to bloom? Their enemy for the same reason? And why did they allow life to come forward? To see things fight? Just, because Erika could?
Another thing it found itself wondering about was itself. An early question was why it was awake when the others were still developing, but a quick glance in the world gave them their answer. Things died, long before ideas could be born. It was needed, that was all. As for it's form? Well, it quite liked the look of the vultures. The fact that it, may, have added a few features from other beasts were not that important. After all, they had the general outline of a vulture down, and that was what counted.
Speaking of things dying.
It bent over to face the goblins and humans that stood before it, this being the latest batch. They asked who it was. It replied that It did not matter. It bade them to explore this chunk they had torn for themselves. It would wait until their brothers and sisters had woken and left before claiming more.
The dead started moving, slowly making their way along the land. They stood back up to their full height and let out a soft click of their tongue, back to wondering. They had not even picked a good name yet. They had considered Janus, but death was not a choice, so they did not go with it.
Oh well. Now, from they had seen, it looked like Erika's creation was settling down. What was it called again? A tarrsque? They found it, facinating. And, like that, a thought came to mind.
Erika had created life. She had given them magic, and she kept creating things. The reason? It had to be to see how things would play out. To see what would happen. Which would mean, it would be acceptable for them to do things as well.
Mmmm, interesting...
[] See what the lizard men are up to.
[] Check on the fish knight.
[] Check on the rats.
[] Explore ( May have a random event happen.)
[] Write in
It turned it's gaze. Another was a large lizard man with larger than possible muscles, wielding a large axe and some sort of, bone, claw weapon, surrounded in the embryo by smaller beasts and servants. It had no need for weapons, so it did not much care. Not really.
One more turn brought her facing a rat with white fur and red eyes, a pack of smaller rats curled in her chest fluff. It snuffled and let out an amused squawk. It seems Erika had left a bigger impact on the rats than she had thought. Or maybe Kingdok, since he was the one who mentioned her to them. Oh well. It would be amusing to watch either way.
The vulture turned around, back to watching through her little port in reality, thoughts turning back to Erika. It had, mixed thoughts on them. Her? Bah. One one wing, she would never die, or it would take something very much beyond her grasp to do so, which meant it could not have her join her little court. On the other hand, they had found herself to see the strange being even when she didn't mean to be seen. It was, to itself at least, rather amusing. They had thought often about how they felt about them, and what exactly they wanted. Were they their mother since they allowed life to bloom? Their enemy for the same reason? And why did they allow life to come forward? To see things fight? Just, because Erika could?
Another thing it found itself wondering about was itself. An early question was why it was awake when the others were still developing, but a quick glance in the world gave them their answer. Things died, long before ideas could be born. It was needed, that was all. As for it's form? Well, it quite liked the look of the vultures. The fact that it, may, have added a few features from other beasts were not that important. After all, they had the general outline of a vulture down, and that was what counted.
Speaking of things dying.
It bent over to face the goblins and humans that stood before it, this being the latest batch. They asked who it was. It replied that It did not matter. It bade them to explore this chunk they had torn for themselves. It would wait until their brothers and sisters had woken and left before claiming more.
The dead started moving, slowly making their way along the land. They stood back up to their full height and let out a soft click of their tongue, back to wondering. They had not even picked a good name yet. They had considered Janus, but death was not a choice, so they did not go with it.
Oh well. Now, from they had seen, it looked like Erika's creation was settling down. What was it called again? A tarrsque? They found it, facinating. And, like that, a thought came to mind.
Erika had created life. She had given them magic, and she kept creating things. The reason? It had to be to see how things would play out. To see what would happen. Which would mean, it would be acceptable for them to do things as well.
Mmmm, interesting...
[] See what the lizard men are up to.
[] Check on the fish knight.
[] Check on the rats.
[] Explore ( May have a random event happen.)
[] Write in