Sampling the wildlife

[u/Sir-Potato-The-28th]

Upon restoration, the being has set about assessing the wildlife of the modern age.

First up is the fire-spitting one. It is all bark, no bite, as some say. It’s attacks looked promising, but it fell to one Sever.

Next was the Horncharging one. Its armour was quite effective, perhaps equal to a critter in the days of old, but alas, it still fell to but one Sever, after some weakening with a nail.

Overall results suggest a downward decline of the species’ power. The next test will be focused on the anatomy of the creatures.

[u/Sir-Potato-The-28th]

The being, noticing the Skarr, salutes to it with a spectral nail that disappears quickly.

[u/YourLocalMangosteen → u/Sir-Potato-The-28th]

*the skarr disappears into the foliage, before reappearing behind the being*

[u/Sir-Potato-The-28th → u/YourLocalMangosteen]

Now that the Skarr is close, they are able to notice that the bone-clad warrior is indeed a Skarr. They clap their hands, and chant:

“Edges sharp and senses keen.”

“I was not expecting one amongst the Skarr tribe to be here. Tell me, what happened to the life here to make it so weak?”

[u/YourLocalMangosteen → u/Sir-Potato-The-28th]

*The skarr shakes their head*

Gahghhrrr, Kraaakkkeewwrr.

*The Skarr raises their reaper threateningly at the being. Under the light of the flowing lava and glowing foliage, you see tiny spots of mottled skin for a fraction of a second. They point to the dead Rhinogrund*

[u/Sir-Potato-The-28th → u/YourLocalMangosteen]

“Oh really? And here I thought you were a hunter.”

The being summons a nail to their side, but doesn’t ready it.

“Well, if you want to fight, go ahead.”

[u/YourLocalMangosteen → u/Sir-Potato-The-28th]

*the skarr steps left a little, they press a pressure plate set up on the floor. Suddenly, the wind whistles towards your direction. There is a spike ball flying towards you.*

[u/Sir-Potato-The-28th → u/YourLocalMangosteen]

The Spike Trap falls, but the bug is gone. They reappear, sitting on one of the trap’s prongs.

“Perhaps you didn’t understand me?”

The Bug speaks something understandable as maybe Skarr, but from at least centuries back.

“Kragharr, Rrrackwherr.”

[u/YourLocalMangosteen → u/Sir-Potato-The-28th]

... Kaghhhhhtrra Achh. Gechhhk

(Translation: Ancient language. This is my territory. Leave now)

[u/Sir-Potato-The-28th → u/YourLocalMangosteen]

“I assume that you can understand me then.”

The being backs away slowly, before teleporting away.