I was thinking of using it as a last resort, if we can kill it the proper way that's great but since it shrugged off a Lightning Bolt to the chest and then killed me in a single hit I'd like some way of ensuring that the problem is solved even if we can't kill it the proper way.

I mean, it's a giant apex predator and you only hit it once, it didn't "Shrug it off", it obviously was hurt, it just had more retaliation than you could handle.
 
Oh, right, forgot that alloying together Kunna was a Hugr-linked thing. What's the cutoff for that again, mechanically speaking?

Because I tend to imagine Erik's practical if unimaginative spear-casts being something like Force+Spear, but I'm not sure I picture him as Hugr 7 or whatever since he's certainly not always quick-thinking.

In the original Norsequest it was Hugr 7, but since the stats are pretty abstracted here, I don't think we need to worry about it too much.

Better to bring others with you. You guys can negotiate for how you carve up Big Birb. I'd recommend at least one of you Imbibe some blood.

Imbibing requires specific techniques that we, uh, lack. It's not really available. Someone can eat the heart and likely gain some cool stuff, though.
 
I think we've at least got the Workaround Hack, that just requires Shapeshifting and Alloys, right?
 
I think we've at least got the Workaround Hack, that just requires Shapeshifting and Alloys, right?

The workaround requires a Rewrite as well, which is I suspect a bit beyond our abilities, and is not well known. I should probably go back and mention Rewrites in the informational, though. One moment.

For those who don't want to go back, at very high Hugr they let you bend the rules of how your magic works slightly every so often.
 
[X][Second Action] Gunnar joins those working on living areas, his fairly average skills in construction still a direly needed pair of hands as he sets about working on somewhere for his family to live in this new land.
 
Runa will try and extract the poison from the fruit will cooking them
Unfortunately, it seems that the poisonous substance is a vital part of the fruit, rendering them little more than unappetizing mush when removed.

[X][Second Action] Gunnar joins those working on living areas, his fairly average skills in construction still a direly needed pair of hands as he sets about working on somewhere for his family to live in this new land.
Since you are specifically working for somewhere for you and your family to live, you get to select a cleared slot from these options. The rest of you will be given the opportunity to do so come winter. Each unit is roughly a mile squared.

MountainMountainMountainJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsMountainMountainMountain
Jungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle Hills
Jungle HillsJungle HillsCleared HillsCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared HillsJungle HillsJungle Hills
JungleCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandJungle
Jungle BeachCleared BeachCleared BeachCleared BeachMain CampCleared BeachCleared BeachCleared BeachJungle Beach
 
A Map, as drawn by Moli Spotlight (Shard)
-Your immediate surroundings are the bay, then a small, jungle-choked semi-flat area that leads into hills topped by more jungle before rapidly becoming mountainous yet still retaining the jungle. There's about five miles between the shore and the mountains. The shore seems to continue undisturbed as far as the eye can see, with south being the ocean and north being the mountains, beyond which you have no knowledge.
The Report on the West:
Rikard Villeson, Njall Redaxe, Valo Halvarson
As Related by Rikard Villeson

"Brothers! Sisters! Kinsmen of all shapes and sizes! This place is a deathtrap full of all manner of horrors and wonders, I cannot wait to set our mark on it."

"All things aside, our trip to the West was well timed. Valo Halvarson took charge of the navigation of our boat, and we were able to make good progress mapping out the shore, we identified a fruit tree with some interesting yellow morsels on the way, but didn't take the time to get any samples, still, should be worth a look down the line. We were able to spy a river, where our trip came to a brief end, because we found a pair of the locals! What looked like an elder and a boy, no features I recognize, so we're definitely well off the beaten path at this point, but the point is that there's people here, which means there's opportunity for us in the long run and this is a place where people are able to live, all the dangers and calamities aside--I heard you guys were attacked by a tree of all things? And someone got drained of all their blood and someone else eaten by some giant eagle? Yeesh, plenty to do here.

All that aside, while we didn't have a shared tongue, food is a universal language, and when someone looks as hungry as this fellow did, even biscuits and dried meat can look appealing. Might have been able to hash some basics on communication out, but we had a spot of interruption by way of..."

He pauses for a moment to withdraw the carcass of a strange creature from the back of the boat, its neck clearly broken and its chest surprisingly wobbly looking, presumably from getting hit really damn hard there."

"Two of these little bastards, one tried to ambush me, but my good brother Njall's keen eye spotted it in time and he stood against it. The two of us together were able to bring the beastie down in short order, Njall through an incredible application of Kunna and strength like the bloody red arm of Thor!--they're sneaky and quick but not very well suited for a stand-up fight--Hollow bones as best as I could tell while I wrung its neck, it snapped pretty good. There was another that jumped the elder man and savaged him, but brother Valo moved like the first light of day off the sea, put his foot on the thing and booted the damn thing into the bush! Hopefully eaten by some other beastie.

The elder was out and hurting, but we decided to bring him and his boy to camp with us. Way I see it, we've got a chance at a local guide who might know the hazards if he can be saved--Njall did his best staunching the wound but we're no healers--and worst case scenario, the boy probably at least knows the local tongue, which'll save us some headaches while we poke around no doubt.

All in all, I think I'd call this a pretty damn solid little trip. So how'd everyone else do?
For a more formal OOC report:

Started East, found some berrys, fruits, things that look weirdly like bananas (and I say that's weird because IRL bananas needed a massive breeding effort to be made properly human edible), leafy greens, etc etc, point is we have local plants we can gather for domestication efforts.

Ragnarr fell down a hole deep enough to be life threatening but managed to improvise a parachute in the moments he had to spare and landed like a badass rather than a dead man.

Said dead man was a skeleton that Ragnarr smote in one quick blow, brought the bones with us if anyone cares about that.

Meanwhile, Ivor and Bjorn were poking at vines to see if any were snakes, and it turns out there weren't any snakes.

Instead there was some sort of shelled ocotopus tentacle bastard that was going for Ivor's ears and I presume his brain while we were mildly distracted. Bjorn bone sharded the tentacles while Ivor smote the bastard right quick with his seaxe.

After that we decided to mark the cave on our maps, grabbed the corpse of the probable brain eater, some fruits and whatnot, and continued on our way to our objective, the ship out East.

No troubles worth a Nord's mention on our way there from the cave, and when we arrived we discovered that the ship had been dragged away from the shore, left on top of a hill, and an area around it cleared of the jungle with the stumps having snip marks on them.

Bjorn also smelled crab scent, which was noticed before we looked at the boat details.

We decided to try a diplomatic method of contact, because obviously something with intelligence did all of this and hopefully they'd be friendly crab people, right?

In return, we heard a loud Clackng sound.

We came to the decision to leave the tentacle monster out as a sort of offering, and to Clack Back using Bones.

The loud Clacking became louder.

The decision was made that we'd want to provide the intel we'd gathered and come to a more cohesive community decision on the topic of Crab Diplomacy, instead of diving in and getting ourselves killed due to being the wrong party build to deal with a "too many emotions to discern anything" amount of crabs.

So we returned back to base, swinging by and grabbing more edibles on our way back.

Anything I'm missing guys?

Edit: I swear I was working on this before the revelation of "Better Reports get more XP", but eh.
Northern Scout Report.
Amlóði Edition
We Have Returned!

Our Foray was mostly peaceful. We saw one of those weird lizard things the western expedition saw but it had a weird boot print on it's face. HA!
The only other living beasts we encountered were weird flat mosquitos or were driven off by Brynjar before we ever saw them

We then came upon a pool with strange trees growing out of them. After throwing a few stone into it Brynjar decided to drink from it. Whih proved to be a dangerous mistake the supposed "water" was a viscous slime that began to choke him. However he skillfully used his Bone Kunna to create an air tube and scrapped the gunk out. And through this we learned that the slime absorbed blood and could have applications in stopping bloodflow.

As we neared where the hills end and the mountains began we saw a glimmer of metal and discovered a natural copper vein! However on the vein was a strange moss that shivered with anticipation at our prodding with a stick. We scrapped it off with a spear blade and carefully did not touch it with bare flesh. It seemed like a REALLY bad idea. Both will be taken to the Seeress for further inspection.
Mission Report: Northern Marshes Scouted
Gunnar returns from his expedition carrying the body of a horse sized toad over his back, a number of spines jutting from its skin. He tells the tale of how he encountered a great number of the beasts in a marsh to the north, capable of releasing clouds of boiling steam which they then electrify with electricity released from the spines along their back, which then need to be recharged by the newly-dubbed Storm Toad's own movements before they can repeat that trick again.

He regales a number of fascinated onlookers with the story of how he hunted the creature he returned with, of how he learned that coating his knife with the Hell Moss discovered earlier would turn the blade into copper, and how he hoped to use that to trick the beast into electrifying itself. How the blade bounced off its thick hide, but the Hell Moss coating it caused a large portion of its back to dissolve into a puddle of sludge and melt away, before turning into yet more Hell Moss. And finally, how he battled the creature, evading its blasts of superheated steam and finally driving his seax through the roof of its mouth as it attempted to swallow him whole.

Once he is done, he delivers the body to the Seeress and Shapecrafter, hoping that the Seeress can use its blood for her rituals, while the Shapecrafter can use it for… whatever it is he does, though he does claim one of the spines for himself.
Alright, I've compiled your reports together, did a bunch of work on Drawing (aka Linux Paint), and after some poking on Discord, I believe this should be what the local area map should look like!


This should aid us in planning!
 
Unfortunately, it seems that the poisonous substance is a vital part of the fruit, rendering them little more than unappetizing mush when removed.


Since you are specifically working for somewhere for you and your family to live, you get to select a cleared slot from these options. The rest of you will be given the opportunity to do so come winter. Each unit is roughly a mile squared.

MountainMountainMountainJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsMountainMountainMountain
Jungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle HillsJungle Hills
Jungle HillsJungle HillsCleared HillsCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared HillsJungle HillsJungle Hills
JungleCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandCleared LandJungle
Jungle BeachCleared BeachCleared BeachCleared BeachMain CampCleared BeachCleared BeachCleared BeachJungle Beach
I'm going to set up in the Cleared Hills on the left side of the map (West, I'd presume). Livestock has been Gunnar's families bread and butter for generations, and when he's not out exploring he'd dearly love a farmstead that reminds him of life before the fall of Gotland.
 
While I don't expect to get anything for using a picrew to do this, I felt the urge to show Njal visually.

 
I mean, it's a giant apex predator and you only hit it once, it didn't "Shrug it off", it obviously was hurt, it just had more retaliation than you could handle.
Given the thoughts we're in the Americas (or a Land of Lost/Swiss Family Robinson/Lost island with a mix of things) I was actually wondering if it was a Thunderbird and potentially resistant to lightning. We can do more "experimenting" if it comes back I suppose.
 
Given the thoughts we're in the Americas (or a Land of Lost/Swiss Family Robinson/Lost island with a mix of things) I was actually wondering if it was a Thunderbird and potentially resistant to lightning. We can do more "experimenting" if it comes back I suppose.
I think if it was a Thunderbird then it probably would have been using Lightning magic instead of Ice magic.
 
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