Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
To be fair, given the importance of it and the high danger, the pay for being a Cartographer is probably serious business
Threads Of Destiny(Eastern Fantasy, Sequel to Forge of Destiny)
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To be fair, given the importance of it and the high danger, the pay for being a Cartographer is probably serious business
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TBF, they've gotta have some cultivators with them who are seriously versed in the ways of Spirit Seekers (or something equivalent). We know its probably rare but nonetheless appeasing spirits is an existing skill and specialty.
Turn 14: Arc 2-3
"Gan Guangli, the water," Ling Qi snapped, wind kicked up coiling tightly about her feet as she lifted into the air, the hems of her dress fluttering and snapping in the conjured breeze.
Gan Guangli reacted immediately and without a word, stepping in front of her with a wide guarded stance, his fists up. It went without saying that they would need to be careful. Damaging such a valuable and beautiful site would be terrible even if it were not the home of some sleeping higher realm spirit.
That limited their options. She certainly had to hold Zhengui back. Depending on what they were facing they would have too-
If she hadn't been watching for it, she would have missed the faint ripple in the water.
The clear blue surface hardly rippled as something finger thin shot out blindingly fast, gave away only seconds after by a sound like the cracking of a whip. It struck Gan Guangli's upraised gauntlet and stuck their thrumming, a fleshy filament lined with quivering orifices that each contained a sharp barb.
It was the first of many, erupting from the water of the largest pool.
What in the world had Sixiang disturbed?!
"I was just mapping out the water! Jumping from head to head with fish-y people. I was going deeper to check out a tunnel, and then I jumped into a head that was already occupied! It tried to take a bite then and there!"
The air was cooling around her, moisture falling as light snowfall as Ling Qi began to cycle her qi. Shadows darkened flowing like slow black flames along the hems of her gown and pooling in the seams of Guangli's armor, more whip-like tendrils were snapping out with every passing moment, but more and more bounced from gleaming armor. But, if what Sixiang said was right…
"Spiritual defenses first!"
For just a fraction of a second Gan guangli glanced her way just as a faint 'thwip' sound echoed in the air, and something smokey and black like a thorn, impacted in the center of his forehead, sinking soundlessly through his helmet.
Gan Guangli, standing stalwartly against the barrage of attacks, stumbled, a phosphorescent film washing over his eyes. Ling Qi hissed out a curse, preparing to tell Sixiang to leap over and wash whatever toxic qi this was out.
"Too weak!" Gan Guangli roared, his voice strangely doubled, and golden fire erupted from his mouth with the words, it flared in his eyes, and burned like a crown on his brow. His exclamation turned into a bellow of effort as his fists closed around the filaments gripping his gauntlets and like a fisherman pulling in his net, Gan Guangli reversed the creatures efforts to drag him in.
It was hideous. A slopping, heaving mass of quivering shapeless white flesh the size of a horse. Covered in open fleshy tubes like the mouths of worms and flailing tendrils. Milky pink eyes stared out in every direction. It's qi stank like the liquid filth of a sewer, but at the same time, it was sheathed in something more familiar, the dancing, glittering qi od Dream. She could already feel the thing coming apart, trying to slip back to the other side.
Ling Qi's mist flooded out and filled with laughter. Revelers in glittering coats and gowns, of shapes human and not formed a ring about the beast, and clawed hands grasped its multitude of flailing limbs.
"Up!"
"Up!"
"Heave!" her merry dancers shouted and with the strength of dozens of phantoms, the beast's escape was foiled, forcing it back to solidity, and then up it went, tossed into the air.
Gan Guangli was as ever, well prepared to follow up, cocking a fist full of sunfire and radiant light back before the beast had even left the ground.
In the moments before it struck, she saw the beast's flesh inflate, the fleshy tubes across its body dilating. She felt the wind pull in and the natural piping of the wind turned to something eerie and erratic. Ling Qi felt her vision blur, and the world distort startling… but only for a moment as Gan Guangli's fist struck and the creature burst open like a thin paper bag filled with rotted meat.
She gagged as she dissolved in place, reforming her body some meters back to avoid the rain of disgusting giblets. Gan guangli made a similar sound of disgust as it rained down on him, little white fires springing up across his armor as his Cai made garb seemed to flare with disgust itself, purifying the taint which dared to touch it.
"That was only part of it," Sixiang said gravely, their voice carried aloud on the wind.
"What do you mean?" Gan Guangli said warily, watching the blue waters, where the ripples were already fading.
"I mean I sensed something alot bigger down there. That was like, a finger or something," Sixiang said.
Ling Qi's eyes burned silver and wisps of light formed under the surface of the water, seeking and searching. The central pool went far deeper than it seemed as Sixiang had indicated, gray limestone gave way to muddier rock choked with water weeds, and then an opaque black tunnel descending into the earth, where the clear waters grew murky and polluted. There was some manner of barrier there, or filter. It was a subtle thing but it was there. She remembered the strange fungus entity she had dealt with far below on the expedition to the underground people's home. Something similar?
"I am not sensing anything further, do you?" Gan Guangli said, he resumed his defensive stance, but she could feel qi echoing out through his feet.
"No movement," Ling Qi said warily, drifting back toward the floor and the edge of the pool. She looked out across the scalloped pools, through the water to the wary spirits circling there. She then looked to their surroundings the remaining clumps of the creature were already dissolving, without whatever will animated it, that flesh was returning to the liminal realm, its unreality unable to exist here unassisted.
He let out a breath, letting some tension bleed out. "Good work, Lady Ling. I did not think you had such fine control of your constructs."
"Neither did I," Ling Qi said absently. Perhaps there was something to explore with that. It had been easy here, her technique reacted smoothly to simple thought.
She knelt at the pools edge, her phantoms had dissolved back into sparkling light, their laughter joining the piping wind, but her mist remained, and she gathered it too her, a cold mantle of grey and white. Gan Guangli strode up to stand beside her, all sharp lines and gleaming metal to contrast her muted silhouette and cool color. "Spirits of the pools, what nightmare haunts your depths?" she asked. She let qi flow through her voice and her fingertips, tracing ripples on the pools surface.
She let a little qi bleed into the water, offered freely. It was a polite supplication, that of a peer intruding on another's home.
Pale eyes watched her from the water, swirling, darting. Flashes of golden hair and blue scales. She waited patiently for reply, kneeling at the edge, her gathered energy readied in her throat, to sing a song of ending should the spirits be intractable, or another horror arose.
After a minute or so, one of the spirits rose from the pools depths, facing her with only a little fear. The spirits form was that of a lithe young man with pale skin a fair curls, a cherubic face and wide youthful seeming eyes. She saw the serrated ridges where teeth should have been though, and too long fingers that had too many joints, the twitching tail and fins of a fish took place of his legs. When he spoke the waters did not impede the words.
"The Painted Waters School greets the Lady of Winter and the Lord of Spring," said the spirit swimming and circling below her. "We call this thing the Haunter in Darkness."
Ling Qi took a deep breath, observing the spirit, she knew that he was a predator himself. His wide eyes, far from holding the youthful innocence they seemed they should, were calculating and intelligent. The creature was not bothering with deception, knowing it useless here, she suspected. So, she made no effort to appear less than cold and imperious herself. "And where does this creature arise from, has it lived long in your depths?"
"No," the fish-like spirit replied harshly. "Forty and seven cycles of the sun ago, the earth did shake, and cracked open the depths. Poisoned water came, and with it the Haunter. It hooks the flesh, eats the mind and wears the skin. Many, many have been taken, in the dark."
"And why then have you not been taken?" Ling Qi asked.
The spirits eyes narrowed baring teeth. "The Piper wove a net, and sleeps now, containing the dark. Your singer holed the net, Lady of Winter."
"How was I supposed to notice it when you make it that subtle," Sixiang grumbled.
"The Piper is the spirit in the crystal?" Gan Guangli said, breaking his silence.
"This piece of their name is what this school knows," said the spirit. "This mountain is their instrument, but they sleep now, keeping out the poison in the earth."
Ling Qi let out a hum of concern as she felt Zhengui shift irritably in her dantian. He did not like being unable to help. "This hole, is it lasting?"
"No, not unless I pass through it again," Sixiang said aloud. "I felt it closing already when I came back out."
"Then I apologize for the intrusion," Ling Qi said. "Perhaps we may be able to negotiate solving this for you later."
This haunter by the creatures words was only a part of the problem that had slipped through and a human touch might be able to seal corruption where a spirits approach only contained.
The creature regarded her shrewdly. "A tendril slain and fresh winter qi to cure the waters pays thy debt, Lady Winter."
Or less politely, the spirit had no expectations. They would see if he was right or not, Ling Qi supposed, standing straight.
Abyssal Ossuary Revealed. Location must be fully explored before Cathedral of Winds may be developed.
"Are we done here then?" Gan Guangli asked, glancing toward her.
"Any more will require focus I think," Ling Qi said, turning to leave. "Let us merely complete our survey for now."
"That does seem the most likely," Ling Qi said. "That impure qi is not something which I have seen elsewhere."
"I will send a report to the Sect and a research request to the nearest archives then," Cai Renxiang said, making a note. "Did it seem manufactured?"
Ling Qi thought of what she had seen far below the earth. "My experience is limited, but my instinct says no. It seems more environmental than deliberate. I suspect as the spirit said the recent conflict has caused damages across the region."
"I concur," Gan Guangli said. "The beast did not feel crafted to my senses the way the warbeasts of the shishigui did."
She cast him a look. It seemed that Gan Guangli had better senses than her in that department. Perhaps his focus on metal qi gave him some insights.
"I accept your word," Cai Renxiang said. "That was the most notable find then?"
They shared a look. "Yes, outside of-"
The almighty crash of an avalanche on the southern mountains reached them even here. The sound of falling rock and splintering wood and the groan of the earth under titanic hooves. They could see the shadow in the falling snow even kilometers away. Stalking slowly through the dust, rock and snow kicked up by the avalanche. Four legged and broad like a long legged ox, with wide bowl-like antlers that stretched across the sky, and a broad and ill tempered face, the shaggy grey and brown beast shook itself, casting off masses of ice and snow the size of small houses.
Fourth realm, and from Ling Qi's very brief interaction, utterly disinterested in negotiation. Thankfully, also disinterested in pursuit. Cai Renxiang's expression grew pinched as she looked down at the creature with them.
It's massive head turned, it's body like a miniature mountain itself. She felt its gimlet gaze and it let out a snort that ruffled their hair with a blast of icy wind even from here. It turned and ambled on.
"The headwaters and the southern forest are inaccessible until further notice," Cai Renxiang said, and they could only nod.
Thunderhoof Reserve: Region locked until further notice.
"But leaving that aside. This has been most fruitful," Cai Renxiang said crisply. "I and the cartographers have identified several sites for settlement and promising resource loads on the river. The great waterfall and the lake at its base will serve as the primary settlement, as the region is both safe and fertile."
Ling Qi nodded, they had not found anything better for a large mortal settlement and trade center, though they would likely need to seed villages all over as time went on.
"It is unusual to do this, but nothing of this situation is normal," Cai Renxiang continued. "I believe it is best that we remain together to develop the center as needed before doling out administrative zones. I would understand if you had objections to this."
Ling Qi shook her head, it was a formality with them, though she understood more traditional nobles might have grumbled about a lord delaying divvying out specific territory.
"It will be better for the lands development, it bothers me not at all Lady Cai," Gan Guangli replied, shaking his head.
"Good, although you have uncovered several dangers, I remain highly confident in this project," Cai Renxiang said, and for the first time in a while Ling Qi saw a ghost of a smile on the girl's lips. "There is one more, less serious matter, before we break for now."
"What is that?" Ling Qi asked curiously.
"The river," Cai Renxiang said drumming her fingers on the table. "Our river. It has no mortal name, only the essence of its spirits. It needs one. I am open to suggestions."
[ ] Name suggestions for the river
Gan Guangli reacted immediately and without a word, stepping in front of her with a wide guarded stance, his fists up. It went without saying that they would need to be careful. Damaging such a valuable and beautiful site would be terrible even if it were not the home of some sleeping higher realm spirit.
That limited their options. She certainly had to hold Zhengui back. Depending on what they were facing they would have too-
If she hadn't been watching for it, she would have missed the faint ripple in the water.
The clear blue surface hardly rippled as something finger thin shot out blindingly fast, gave away only seconds after by a sound like the cracking of a whip. It struck Gan Guangli's upraised gauntlet and stuck their thrumming, a fleshy filament lined with quivering orifices that each contained a sharp barb.
It was the first of many, erupting from the water of the largest pool.
What in the world had Sixiang disturbed?!
"I was just mapping out the water! Jumping from head to head with fish-y people. I was going deeper to check out a tunnel, and then I jumped into a head that was already occupied! It tried to take a bite then and there!"
The air was cooling around her, moisture falling as light snowfall as Ling Qi began to cycle her qi. Shadows darkened flowing like slow black flames along the hems of her gown and pooling in the seams of Guangli's armor, more whip-like tendrils were snapping out with every passing moment, but more and more bounced from gleaming armor. But, if what Sixiang said was right…
"Spiritual defenses first!"
For just a fraction of a second Gan guangli glanced her way just as a faint 'thwip' sound echoed in the air, and something smokey and black like a thorn, impacted in the center of his forehead, sinking soundlessly through his helmet.
Gan Guangli, standing stalwartly against the barrage of attacks, stumbled, a phosphorescent film washing over his eyes. Ling Qi hissed out a curse, preparing to tell Sixiang to leap over and wash whatever toxic qi this was out.
"Too weak!" Gan Guangli roared, his voice strangely doubled, and golden fire erupted from his mouth with the words, it flared in his eyes, and burned like a crown on his brow. His exclamation turned into a bellow of effort as his fists closed around the filaments gripping his gauntlets and like a fisherman pulling in his net, Gan Guangli reversed the creatures efforts to drag him in.
It was hideous. A slopping, heaving mass of quivering shapeless white flesh the size of a horse. Covered in open fleshy tubes like the mouths of worms and flailing tendrils. Milky pink eyes stared out in every direction. It's qi stank like the liquid filth of a sewer, but at the same time, it was sheathed in something more familiar, the dancing, glittering qi od Dream. She could already feel the thing coming apart, trying to slip back to the other side.
Ling Qi's mist flooded out and filled with laughter. Revelers in glittering coats and gowns, of shapes human and not formed a ring about the beast, and clawed hands grasped its multitude of flailing limbs.
"Up!"
"Up!"
"Heave!" her merry dancers shouted and with the strength of dozens of phantoms, the beast's escape was foiled, forcing it back to solidity, and then up it went, tossed into the air.
Gan Guangli was as ever, well prepared to follow up, cocking a fist full of sunfire and radiant light back before the beast had even left the ground.
In the moments before it struck, she saw the beast's flesh inflate, the fleshy tubes across its body dilating. She felt the wind pull in and the natural piping of the wind turned to something eerie and erratic. Ling Qi felt her vision blur, and the world distort startling… but only for a moment as Gan Guangli's fist struck and the creature burst open like a thin paper bag filled with rotted meat.
She gagged as she dissolved in place, reforming her body some meters back to avoid the rain of disgusting giblets. Gan guangli made a similar sound of disgust as it rained down on him, little white fires springing up across his armor as his Cai made garb seemed to flare with disgust itself, purifying the taint which dared to touch it.
"That was only part of it," Sixiang said gravely, their voice carried aloud on the wind.
"What do you mean?" Gan Guangli said warily, watching the blue waters, where the ripples were already fading.
"I mean I sensed something alot bigger down there. That was like, a finger or something," Sixiang said.
Ling Qi's eyes burned silver and wisps of light formed under the surface of the water, seeking and searching. The central pool went far deeper than it seemed as Sixiang had indicated, gray limestone gave way to muddier rock choked with water weeds, and then an opaque black tunnel descending into the earth, where the clear waters grew murky and polluted. There was some manner of barrier there, or filter. It was a subtle thing but it was there. She remembered the strange fungus entity she had dealt with far below on the expedition to the underground people's home. Something similar?
"I am not sensing anything further, do you?" Gan Guangli said, he resumed his defensive stance, but she could feel qi echoing out through his feet.
"No movement," Ling Qi said warily, drifting back toward the floor and the edge of the pool. She looked out across the scalloped pools, through the water to the wary spirits circling there. She then looked to their surroundings the remaining clumps of the creature were already dissolving, without whatever will animated it, that flesh was returning to the liminal realm, its unreality unable to exist here unassisted.
He let out a breath, letting some tension bleed out. "Good work, Lady Ling. I did not think you had such fine control of your constructs."
"Neither did I," Ling Qi said absently. Perhaps there was something to explore with that. It had been easy here, her technique reacted smoothly to simple thought.
She knelt at the pools edge, her phantoms had dissolved back into sparkling light, their laughter joining the piping wind, but her mist remained, and she gathered it too her, a cold mantle of grey and white. Gan Guangli strode up to stand beside her, all sharp lines and gleaming metal to contrast her muted silhouette and cool color. "Spirits of the pools, what nightmare haunts your depths?" she asked. She let qi flow through her voice and her fingertips, tracing ripples on the pools surface.
She let a little qi bleed into the water, offered freely. It was a polite supplication, that of a peer intruding on another's home.
Pale eyes watched her from the water, swirling, darting. Flashes of golden hair and blue scales. She waited patiently for reply, kneeling at the edge, her gathered energy readied in her throat, to sing a song of ending should the spirits be intractable, or another horror arose.
After a minute or so, one of the spirits rose from the pools depths, facing her with only a little fear. The spirits form was that of a lithe young man with pale skin a fair curls, a cherubic face and wide youthful seeming eyes. She saw the serrated ridges where teeth should have been though, and too long fingers that had too many joints, the twitching tail and fins of a fish took place of his legs. When he spoke the waters did not impede the words.
"The Painted Waters School greets the Lady of Winter and the Lord of Spring," said the spirit swimming and circling below her. "We call this thing the Haunter in Darkness."
Ling Qi took a deep breath, observing the spirit, she knew that he was a predator himself. His wide eyes, far from holding the youthful innocence they seemed they should, were calculating and intelligent. The creature was not bothering with deception, knowing it useless here, she suspected. So, she made no effort to appear less than cold and imperious herself. "And where does this creature arise from, has it lived long in your depths?"
"No," the fish-like spirit replied harshly. "Forty and seven cycles of the sun ago, the earth did shake, and cracked open the depths. Poisoned water came, and with it the Haunter. It hooks the flesh, eats the mind and wears the skin. Many, many have been taken, in the dark."
"And why then have you not been taken?" Ling Qi asked.
The spirits eyes narrowed baring teeth. "The Piper wove a net, and sleeps now, containing the dark. Your singer holed the net, Lady of Winter."
"How was I supposed to notice it when you make it that subtle," Sixiang grumbled.
"The Piper is the spirit in the crystal?" Gan Guangli said, breaking his silence.
"This piece of their name is what this school knows," said the spirit. "This mountain is their instrument, but they sleep now, keeping out the poison in the earth."
Ling Qi let out a hum of concern as she felt Zhengui shift irritably in her dantian. He did not like being unable to help. "This hole, is it lasting?"
"No, not unless I pass through it again," Sixiang said aloud. "I felt it closing already when I came back out."
"Then I apologize for the intrusion," Ling Qi said. "Perhaps we may be able to negotiate solving this for you later."
This haunter by the creatures words was only a part of the problem that had slipped through and a human touch might be able to seal corruption where a spirits approach only contained.
The creature regarded her shrewdly. "A tendril slain and fresh winter qi to cure the waters pays thy debt, Lady Winter."
Or less politely, the spirit had no expectations. They would see if he was right or not, Ling Qi supposed, standing straight.
Abyssal Ossuary Revealed. Location must be fully explored before Cathedral of Winds may be developed.
"Are we done here then?" Gan Guangli asked, glancing toward her.
"Any more will require focus I think," Ling Qi said, turning to leave. "Let us merely complete our survey for now."
***
"Interesting. Am I right to say a leak into the territory of our enemies is a likely culprit?" Cai Renxiang asked from across the map table. This time they were gathered on a narrow cliffside, overlooking the southern pine forest which crowded about the feet of the mountains which held back the glacier which was the likely source of their river."That does seem the most likely," Ling Qi said. "That impure qi is not something which I have seen elsewhere."
"I will send a report to the Sect and a research request to the nearest archives then," Cai Renxiang said, making a note. "Did it seem manufactured?"
Ling Qi thought of what she had seen far below the earth. "My experience is limited, but my instinct says no. It seems more environmental than deliberate. I suspect as the spirit said the recent conflict has caused damages across the region."
"I concur," Gan Guangli said. "The beast did not feel crafted to my senses the way the warbeasts of the shishigui did."
She cast him a look. It seemed that Gan Guangli had better senses than her in that department. Perhaps his focus on metal qi gave him some insights.
"I accept your word," Cai Renxiang said. "That was the most notable find then?"
They shared a look. "Yes, outside of-"
The almighty crash of an avalanche on the southern mountains reached them even here. The sound of falling rock and splintering wood and the groan of the earth under titanic hooves. They could see the shadow in the falling snow even kilometers away. Stalking slowly through the dust, rock and snow kicked up by the avalanche. Four legged and broad like a long legged ox, with wide bowl-like antlers that stretched across the sky, and a broad and ill tempered face, the shaggy grey and brown beast shook itself, casting off masses of ice and snow the size of small houses.
Fourth realm, and from Ling Qi's very brief interaction, utterly disinterested in negotiation. Thankfully, also disinterested in pursuit. Cai Renxiang's expression grew pinched as she looked down at the creature with them.
It's massive head turned, it's body like a miniature mountain itself. She felt its gimlet gaze and it let out a snort that ruffled their hair with a blast of icy wind even from here. It turned and ambled on.
"The headwaters and the southern forest are inaccessible until further notice," Cai Renxiang said, and they could only nod.
Thunderhoof Reserve: Region locked until further notice.
"But leaving that aside. This has been most fruitful," Cai Renxiang said crisply. "I and the cartographers have identified several sites for settlement and promising resource loads on the river. The great waterfall and the lake at its base will serve as the primary settlement, as the region is both safe and fertile."
Ling Qi nodded, they had not found anything better for a large mortal settlement and trade center, though they would likely need to seed villages all over as time went on.
"It is unusual to do this, but nothing of this situation is normal," Cai Renxiang continued. "I believe it is best that we remain together to develop the center as needed before doling out administrative zones. I would understand if you had objections to this."
Ling Qi shook her head, it was a formality with them, though she understood more traditional nobles might have grumbled about a lord delaying divvying out specific territory.
"It will be better for the lands development, it bothers me not at all Lady Cai," Gan Guangli replied, shaking his head.
"Good, although you have uncovered several dangers, I remain highly confident in this project," Cai Renxiang said, and for the first time in a while Ling Qi saw a ghost of a smile on the girl's lips. "There is one more, less serious matter, before we break for now."
"What is that?" Ling Qi asked curiously.
"The river," Cai Renxiang said drumming her fingers on the table. "Our river. It has no mortal name, only the essence of its spirits. It needs one. I am open to suggestions."
[ ] Name suggestions for the river
... Xianxia moose. How horrifying.
- Location
- USA
- Pronouns
- He/Him
How meaningful will the river name be? Like is there a chance it'll impact development of a spirit or something, or is it just flavor?
It already got a spirit/s. We are just going to give it its mortal name, to put on maps and such and not having to call it by its spirits name.
- Location
- USA
Lots of thunder with the dragon horses and the thunderhoof.
Thunder River? Keep it simple. Though like, in Chinese. (Léi hé, 雷河 and Léitíng hé, 雷霆河 are what's suggested in Google translate)
Or maybe something to do with Zhengui for better metaphysical resonance?
Thunder River? Keep it simple. Though like, in Chinese. (Léi hé, 雷河 and Léitíng hé, 雷霆河 are what's suggested in Google translate)
Or maybe something to do with Zhengui for better metaphysical resonance?
- Location
- United Kingdom
...pun time?
Makes sense that this place has some fixing up to do, considering the Danger level.
This largely for fun, while I churn up the start of the next section
- Location
- being near locations is my passion.
[] Something that translates to "pun" or "punny name"
@veekie I summon thee in our hour of need, he of the many* languages!
*in this context, "many" means "more than one"
@veekie I summon thee in our hour of need, he of the many* languages!
*in this context, "many" means "more than one"
PUNNNNN!
Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
Oh hi there Territorial Moosebart.
Because no Open World Zone is complete without an aggressive, overleveled monster blocking half of it off under threat of stomping.
Just checking BTW @yrsillar , we can still explore, it's just that there's an additional region that the Mega Moose is serving as border patrol for, and we can't really investigate that stuff until we can defeat it or otherwise neutralize it? There's still three thresholds left to find in the areas we can actually explore?
Because no Open World Zone is complete without an aggressive, overleveled monster blocking half of it off under threat of stomping.
Just checking BTW @yrsillar , we can still explore, it's just that there's an additional region that the Mega Moose is serving as border patrol for, and we can't really investigate that stuff until we can defeat it or otherwise neutralize it? There's still three thresholds left to find in the areas we can actually explore?
Yes, you just have a chunk of your territory thats entirely inaccessible right now
AaaAahhh~ I really love all the landscapes of this high valley... <3
Gotta unlock fast travel as soon as possible walking is for plebs
CedeTheBees
Probably high right now
- Location
- Somewhere
- Pronouns
- They/Them
What if we name it after mom?
[] Qingge River
[] Qingge River
Does that mean it is inaccessible until we unlock the 4th tier exploration reward? Or is this Thunderhoof Reserve still part of the 3 rewards we have already discovered, and we need to do some specific Action to unlock it?
About the river's name, as we are a Star, Sun and Moon cultivator how about calling it:
[ ] Firmament River
Not bad at all, right?
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Yeah, Yrs isn't being exactly subtle about which project he wants us to undertake next.
I'm half tempted to keep delaying it just to mess up with him.
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Its a pretty fertile area, so we will probably be able to grow a lot of crops all year round. As such I recommend "Cabbage River" as its a fairly unobjectionable foodstuff.
Oh, you want that in Chinese? It would be Baicai River.
Oh, you want that in Chinese? It would be Baicai River.
Love this. We've got a theme going
The Retainers of Renxiang: Lady Winter and Lord Spring.
Yeah we are basically gonna need to be cyan or high realm support to deal with it. I don't think we can convince Shu Yue to deal with it though unless it attacks us first.
[X] Sui Hua River
[x] Snowblossom River
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CedeTheBees
Probably high right now
- Location
- Somewhere
- Pronouns
- They/Them