BELATED TURN 2.1 REPORT
like, really belated wow, being in a depressive episode and unable to produce content sucks
Rikard would arrive in the village one day, accompanied by a... Rather odd looking beast, a short, squat, waddling bird that lacked wings and seemed to be following him like an adoring child. He nonetheless carried himself with the pride of a man who'd done no small amount of work, and no doubt there was a Story to be told about this.
A story to be told indeed!
"Truthfully, I wasn't expecting much, exploring those uncleared lands." Rikard would explain once he got some attention. "I heeded the warning to not clear it just yet, but felt that it would be poor form to leave the location entirely unexplored, in case there was good forage to be had. Aside from the occasional Storm Toad here and there though? Nothing especially crazy, no natural resources or anything. But I did meet this little guy!" He gave an affectionate pat on the head of the strange bird, which nuzzled into his side pouch, grabbing a chunk of fish from out of it and gobbling it down. "A queer bird I thought, one without wings that waddled the earth, looking out all over the place. But I knew this place was perilous indeed, and there is no such thing as a living being that can travel this land freely without some means of survival. Sure enough did a Storm-Toad approach the little fellow, seeking an easy meal. I had expected some form of retreat, or perhaps an embarassing end. But no! Such a strange beast is not without defenses! It opened its beak and
split heaven from earth with the
breath of Surtr himself! I could feel the hairs on my arms standing up from the heat! The beast was struck down in a single blow, behold!
(His Badger emerges from a hole in the ground, reaches down into that hole, and withdraws a slain Storm-Toad's head, neatly cored with a hole of
something)
"I thought it a formidable form of attack, and sent my Companion to investigate the carcass--and lo did I notice something truly fey--for a blast of such light and such heat? The damage done was nothing short of
decay. I've yet to understand the how, and find it fearsome. I'll need to have the carcass inspected, but provided the effect hasn't spread beyond the point of impact, we may very well celebrate this discovery with a feast!"
There's a cheer, and Rikard waves the crowd down, the strange beast sitting down and continuing to munch on its fish. "I turned back then, only to see the beast rummaging into my pouch. Knowing that such a creature could have surely brought me low if it sought murder, I quickly intuited that it was hungry, and withdrew some of my rations. Lo and behold, it has a fierce hunger for fish, and after eating, seemed to imprint on me as a caretaker! I know not how such a beast will mature, but they seem docile enough as long as they're not threatened, and
very capable of protecting themselves if threatened. I'm certainly hoping that they're safe to have around, since by all impressions, this one is barely beyond an infant of their species, and already fearsome if provoked! I know not the method through which it attacks, if they're regular egg-layers, or what, but provided there's no great dangers involved in them, they may serve as fine pets at the least.
He pauses for a moment, then snaps his fingers. "Oh! It was headed east from my uncleared plot before it noticed my food, just in case anyone might want to look into that! Either way, take
great care when approaching one of these... Muspel-Birds, they may not be reflexively hostile to men, but they are
dangerous if provoked, and I suspect capable of moving with surprisingly subtlety when pressed.