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Thanatos did remember seeing Qurio flying around a monster who was laughing like a lunatic. There was only one Gaismagorm who was responsible for this kind of madness. "The qurio, I unfortunately know of them. Especially the ones that are causing the insanity. A Gaismagorm is responsible for them." Then he looks over to out past the sea. From the direction, it was right at where Dundorma would be in the direction of. "As for how I know of you Fenrir, I overheard some poachers talk about you and that human kid you're helping."

Meanwhile Haboda explores a bit more and finds a map to a ruin that has the next piece they needed but it looked unfinished. Though he thought about it, he couldn't bring himself to tossing it. Perhaps he could finish it. Placing it into his pouch, he turns back and starts heading back to meet back up with Fenrir. Climbing out though was its own challenge as the rain made the climb a bit more difficult. As he climbed upwards, he had to keep a very tight grip on the vines with each time he climbed up. Eventually, he makes it out and starts walking.

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The Stains Of Time (Open RP)

The moon was shining down brightly onto the citadel. In area 9,Fenrir was sleeping after a particularly long day of hunting and chasing out intruders from his territory. Around midnight,he struggled to sleep.. he tried shutting his eyes tightly…then he started tossing and turning until he could handle it no longer. The fanged wyvern got up and went towards his other den… one he made with the help of his now deceased mate in area 4 beside the old castle and behind several broken wooden planks. Dashing past a sleeping Espinas in area 12 without waking it,and continuing past area 2 where he would usually sit to clear his mind just before the bridge that leads into area 3 of the old castle,he stopped just before going passed the crumbled wall of the old castle in area 4. Taking a brief look around of his surroundings,the fanged wyvern huffed with his heart heavy with guilt and chest feeling super tight and sat down.

“…Hey …Beautiful night,isn’t it? …Do you remember how we met? …I remember nearly driving my claws through your chest. …Then,you knocked me onto my back,Seeing those beautiful eyes of yours glaring into mine. Didn’t think I’d actually start to fall in love with you then. …I remember how we went hunting together. *chuckle* Even fought together. You fought beautifully,love. …Do you remember the song I used to sing to you Before we slept under the moonlight together? …How’re the pups doing,love? …Bet they’re real lucky to have a mother like you…*sigh* …There isn’t a moment that goes by when I’m not thinking about you. …If only I was there to protect you. …I… I love you with every fiber of my being. …I’m sorry I wasn’t there… …I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you… our pups… our family…” The Lunagaron said as he was on the verge of tears.

He didn’t care if someone was listening or if he was being watched,he needed to do this and part of the fanged wyvern wanted to sing out the song Fenrir used to serenade his mate with… but the other did not want to relive those painful memories… Of all his past failures,his failure as a mate and father haunted him the most. With tears now pouring from his eyes and ears lowered,he stood bipedally and howled loudly out of guilt and sorrow so loud,it echoed throughout the entire locale of the citadel.

As if right on cue with his grieving howl,Lightning boomed in the distance and rain come pouring down almost immediately after. The fanged wyvern knew a thunderstorm was approaching. Fenrir got back down on all fours,he dashed back to his den in area 9. The Lunagaron kept running while trying to keep himself from slipping on the now wet and muddy terrain. The shame he felt for not being there to protect his family,weighed heavily on the Lunagaron’s heart. Never again does Fenrir want to feel the pain of losing a loved one because he wasn’t there to protect them…

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87. Xeno'Jiiva

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Aye, there be 4 dabloons but better than cursed aztec gold.

4 dabloons

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Haboda hears the howl knowing that Fenrir had hunted food for them. They now got food to last for a day or so, yet supplies for the ruins will be still needed. The rain continues to fall as he looks at the ruined citadel. There wasn't any bird wyverns or other monsters there. Just remains of walls, and branches from trees surrounding the area. There was nothing there so he walked back into the old village and something was more interesting, there was a tunnel going underground in a well. Not unless this was a secret passage that a king would have. Swinging his legs around first and slowly climbing down, Haboda had to keep his grip on the vines carefully since the rain made it a bit tough to keep a steady speed on a descent, but the fake claws on his gloves that he had on both of his hands was folded back to where his actual hands can keep ahold of the vines. Once he got low enough, he seen a passage. Shimmying over, he gets onto solid ground of the passage. "Was there a royal family here?"

Thanatos continued to follow Fenrir until he finally decided to speak up. "Fenrir. I never thought I'd run into you here. Traveling with a human no less, seems fate had blessed you with a companion." He said as he lands. His form was still considered a monstrocity but his mind and heart however, changed. He wasn't the villainous fiend he once was anymore. The pain he caused had done to much but his father, his own father had saved his life regardless of his crimes. "Don't worry, I'm not here to fight." Thanatos said with no ill intentions.

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The Stains Of Time (Open RP)

The moon was shining down brightly onto the citadel. In area 9,Fenrir was sleeping after a particularly long day of hunting and chasing out intruders from his territory. Around midnight,he struggled to sleep.. he tried shutting his eyes tightly…then he started tossing and turning until he could handle it no longer. The fanged wyvern got up and went towards his other den… one he made with the help of his now deceased mate in area 4 beside the old castle and behind several broken wooden planks. Dashing past a sleeping Espinas in area 12 without waking it,and continuing past area 2 where he would usually sit to clear his mind just before the bridge that leads into area 3 of the old castle,he stopped just before going passed the crumbled wall of the old castle in area 4. Taking a brief look around of his surroundings,the fanged wyvern huffed with his heart heavy with guilt and chest feeling super tight and sat down.

“…Hey …Beautiful night,isn’t it? …Do you remember how we met? …I remember nearly driving my claws through your chest. …Then,you knocked me onto my back,Seeing those beautiful eyes of yours glaring into mine. Didn’t think I’d actually start to fall in love with you then. …I remember how we went hunting together. *chuckle* Even fought together. You fought beautifully,love. …Do you remember the song I used to sing to you Before we slept under the moonlight together? …How’re the pups doing,love? …Bet they’re real lucky to have a mother like you…*sigh* …There isn’t a moment that goes by when I’m not thinking about you. …If only I was there to protect you. …I… I love you with every fiber of my being. …I’m sorry I wasn’t there… …I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you… our pups… our family…” The Lunagaron said as he was on the verge of tears.

He didn’t care if someone was listening or if he was being watched,he needed to do this and part of the fanged wyvern wanted to sing out the song Fenrir used to serenade his mate with… but the other did not want to relive those painful memories… Of all his past failures,his failure as a mate and father haunted him the most. With tears now pouring from his eyes and ears lowered,he stood bipedally and howled loudly out of guilt and sorrow so loud,it echoed throughout the entire locale of the citadel.

As if right on cue with his grieving howl,Lightning boomed in the distance and rain come pouring down almost immediately after. The fanged wyvern knew a thunderstorm was approaching. Fenrir got back down on all fours,he dashed back to his den in area 9. The Lunagaron kept running while trying to keep himself from slipping on the now wet and muddy terrain. The shame he felt for not being there to protect his family,weighed heavily on the Lunagaron’s heart. Never again does Fenrir want to feel the pain of losing a loved one because he wasn’t there to protect them…

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Haboda went to go to the old castle ruins hoping to find some supplies. He needed anything including barrel bombs to take care of any loose walls that might be ready to fall over. However, he didn't notice how high the small stream has risen. The boy walks into the ruins of the castle town. Looks like he had to get searching for some medical supplies first. There was a few ruined places but mostly had small monsters hanging around there. Haboda didn't want to harm them so he needed to at least scare them away for some time. Using what was around him, he took an old lid and threw it at a bell that was barely hanging on. It hits the bell and rocks it enough for the rope to snap causing the bell to fall near the arachnids forcing them to scatter and flee.

Thanatos however knew that the boy could be in danger all alone if a large monster sees him as an intruder so with a flick of his tail, he tells one of the few humans who stuck with him in his redemption to keep an eye on the kid and make sure he stays out of danger. This left Thanatos to follow Fenrir on his own. "Don't harm the kid or capture him. Keep him safe, I've a feeling Fenrir would want the kid to be safe." After that, he flies off and trails Fenrir. Something told Thanatos that Fenrir's pain is much greater in his heart than it was physically. It was something perhaps he should listen to if the two talks. Granted, the past had always been an issue and some pain can't be forgiven that easily but it was up to them to decide to forgive him or not.

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The Stains Of Time (Open RP)

The moon was shining down brightly onto the citadel. In area 9,Fenrir was sleeping after a particularly long day of hunting and chasing out intruders from his territory. Around midnight,he struggled to sleep.. he tried shutting his eyes tightly…then he started tossing and turning until he could handle it no longer. The fanged wyvern got up and went towards his other den… one he made with the help of his now deceased mate in area 4 beside the old castle and behind several broken wooden planks. Dashing past a sleeping Espinas in area 12 without waking it,and continuing past area 2 where he would usually sit to clear his mind just before the bridge that leads into area 3 of the old castle,he stopped just before going passed the crumbled wall of the old castle in area 4. Taking a brief look around of his surroundings,the fanged wyvern huffed with his heart heavy with guilt and chest feeling super tight and sat down.

“…Hey …Beautiful night,isn’t it? …Do you remember how we met? …I remember nearly driving my claws through your chest. …Then,you knocked me onto my back,Seeing those beautiful eyes of yours glaring into mine. Didn’t think I’d actually start to fall in love with you then. …I remember how we went hunting together. *chuckle* Even fought together. You fought beautifully,love. …Do you remember the song I used to sing to you Before we slept under the moonlight together? …How’re the pups doing,love? …Bet they’re real lucky to have a mother like you…*sigh* …There isn’t a moment that goes by when I’m not thinking about you. …If only I was there to protect you. …I… I love you with every fiber of my being. …I’m sorry I wasn’t there… …I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you… our pups… our family…” The Lunagaron said as he was on the verge of tears.

He didn’t care if someone was listening or if he was being watched,he needed to do this and part of the fanged wyvern wanted to sing out the song Fenrir used to serenade his mate with… but the other did not want to relive those painful memories… Of all his past failures,his failure as a mate and father haunted him the most. With tears now pouring from his eyes and ears lowered,he stood bipedally and howled loudly out of guilt and sorrow so loud,it echoed throughout the entire locale of the citadel.

As if right on cue with his grieving howl,Lightning boomed in the distance and rain come pouring down almost immediately after. The fanged wyvern knew a thunderstorm was approaching. Fenrir got back down on all fours,he dashed back to his den in area 9. The Lunagaron kept running while trying to keep himself from slipping on the now wet and muddy terrain. The shame he felt for not being there to protect his family,weighed heavily on the Lunagaron’s heart. Never again does Fenrir want to feel the pain of losing a loved one because he wasn’t there to protect them…

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Haboda followed and the muddy terrain had made it somewhat difficult to keep up with Fenrir. The rain didn't make things easy as it made each step a slide in the mud. Eventually he made it to a more stable ground. Seeing Fenrir though, he didn't know what to say as he seen Fenrir. "Fenrir, is there anything I can do? I can go see if I can find something for the next ruin." Haboda said as he seen their supplies a bit low.

However not to far away, an elder dragon, once a full alatreon sits in the rain. Reflecting on his life of things he was wanting to amend for. The pain he caused in the name of the fatalis, Shometsu. "The pain I've caused, I should have been dead. No, father gave me a second chance. This is my redemption." Then Thanatos looks over to see a Lunagaron and a kid who was in a lunagaron like disguise. "Interesting. A human and heh, is that? Fenrir... This hasn't been too long. I figured for a killer like you wouldn't trust humans but you travel with one. Seems you too have a path. Mayhap I should speak to him." Instead of going invisible from the chameleos part on him, he kept himself in plain sight. Chances are that he should tell the two his own reasons for making amends.

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The Stains Of Time (Open RP)

The moon was shining down brightly onto the citadel. In area 9,Fenrir was sleeping after a particularly long day of hunting and chasing out intruders from his territory. Around midnight,he struggled to sleep.. he tried shutting his eyes tightly…then he started tossing and turning until he could handle it no longer. The fanged wyvern got up and went towards his other den… one he made with the help of his now deceased mate in area 4 beside the old castle and behind several broken wooden planks. Dashing past a sleeping Espinas in area 12 without waking it,and continuing past area 2 where he would usually sit to clear his mind just before the bridge that leads into area 3 of the old castle,he stopped just before going passed the crumbled wall of the old castle in area 4. Taking a brief look around of his surroundings,the fanged wyvern huffed with his heart heavy with guilt and chest feeling super tight and sat down.

“…Hey …Beautiful night,isn’t it? …Do you remember how we met? …I remember nearly driving my claws through your chest. …Then,you knocked me onto my back,Seeing those beautiful eyes of yours glaring into mine. Didn’t think I’d actually start to fall in love with you then. …I remember how we went hunting together. *chuckle* Even fought together. You fought beautifully,love. …Do you remember the song I used to sing to you Before we slept under the moonlight together? …How’re the pups doing,love? …Bet they’re real lucky to have a mother like you…*sigh* …There isn’t a moment that goes by when I’m not thinking about you. …If only I was there to protect you. …I… I love you with every fiber of my being. …I’m sorry I wasn’t there… …I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you… our pups… our family…” The Lunagaron said as he was on the verge of tears.

He didn’t care if someone was listening or if he was being watched,he needed to do this and part of the fanged wyvern wanted to sing out the song Fenrir used to serenade his mate with… but the other did not want to relive those painful memories… Of all his past failures,his failure as a mate and father haunted him the most. With tears now pouring from his eyes and ears lowered,he stood bipedally and howled loudly out of guilt and sorrow so loud,it echoed throughout the entire locale of the citadel.

As if right on cue with his grieving howl,Lightning boomed in the distance and rain come pouring down almost immediately after. The fanged wyvern knew a thunderstorm was approaching. Fenrir got back down on all fours,he dashed back to his den in area 9. The Lunagaron kept running while trying to keep himself from slipping on the now wet and muddy terrain. The shame he felt for not being there to protect his family,weighed heavily on the Lunagaron’s heart. Never again does Fenrir want to feel the pain of losing a loved one because he wasn’t there to protect them…

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A time of butterflies and flowers (mini RP)

Angel was wandering about and looking for butterflies. The young astalos having a happy expression on her look as she comes to a large field of flowers. "Mabel would love these flowers. To bad she's helping out with Narkku and Jones. If only there was someone who appreciated butterflies like I do." She said as she sniffs the flowers. Seeing a butterfly, she hums a happy little tune. Then her thoughts turned to Shearra. She wasn't to bad to hang out with but her pranks had always made things not fun. Even then, she remembered hearing that Shearra pranked a huntress by some ruins. Angel never liked being pranked since it usually made her sad and scream.

Along the field of flowers, she seen some tracks and some of the flowers was flattened. This made her think that someone wasn't happy. She then lays down next to the flowers hoping to see all sorts of butterflies. Not long after that, she fell asleep. Dreaming about finding the perfect haven for butterflies.

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Belmont, son of Belmont. I've been waiting for you.

Finn Belmont Reference as of 4/20/2024

Finally finished this guys ref!! Save me middle aged man. save me. Save me middle aged lizard man. tell me your skin routine. save me

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Haboda puts his sword away and walks over to the corpse of the astalos. He noticed little bite marks on the body. These looked like Qurio bites. Was the Astalos afflicted? Regardless, the nuisance was gone. Narkku remembered the things back in the new world that this was way things are. Now he just needs a piece of evidence to bring back to Kokoto village that the Boltreaver is dead. Walking over to the tail, maybe one of its parts might work. Haboda seen it after pulling out the arrow. The shaft was damaged but one more use was still in it. Maybe he can use it to fish with. Walking over to Narkku, he pulls his sword out and cuts off a part of the dead astalos' tail. Narkku promised not to let the hunters get near them and let them get away before they could come around. "Thank you, both me and Fenrir owe you." Haboda said as he puts his sword away again and goes to Fenrir. Narkku nods then picks up the part of the tail. Giving a smile, he begins his leave back to Kokoto. He hoped that one day, he'll see them again.

Haboda yawns and lays next to Fenrir. This was already a long day but soon they'll have to move on to find the next ruin.

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A Stranger I Remain (Open RP)

The sun was shining brightly over the verdant hills and Fenrir as usual,continues his way of going wherever and whenever it suits him and not caring if he was close to a settlement or in the middle of a trade route. He is currently sitting on the hill in the middle of area 4 that leads into area 5. He was simply content with himself and felt the calm breeze on his face… Then,a particularly unpleasant memory rushed into his head… In the citadel…That evening… the blood of his mate and unborn pups… the walls of his den… every inch of it…stained in their blood… their corpses… the very sight…haunted him… never again does he want to be remind of his failures as a mate…and as a father. Deciding to leave the verdant hills,Fenrir got up and ran towards the boarder of the verdant hills. After about and hour of running,he ended up getting distracted by blue lighting flashing in the distance,followed by the roar of an Astalos. From observing hunters fighting an Astalos, Fenrir knew if he ended up bumping into one,he’d be in for quite a fight. After about a while and Just before he could refocus on leaving the verdant hills,the fanged wyvern crashed into another monster and let out a yelp in surprise,then the two went tumbling down.

Soon after,The Lunagaron and the monster he crashed into stopped tumbling and separated from each other. Fenrir quickly got up to face the monster…His eyes widened at the sight of a Deviant…the Boltreaver Astalos got up as well… Already Fenrir was annoyed but he did not falter… Ice began to form across his body… his ears got longer… His back spikes grew longer…his claws bigger and sharper and the fanged wyvern stood bipedal and let out a loud roar that sounded like cold winds blowing in,followed immediately by an even louder howl. Then he charged at the flying wyvern…

The battle was long…the battle was bloody… The Boltreaver Astalos was still alive…although covered in numerous laceration wounds and bleeding heavily from said laceration wounds,it’s wings ripped to pieces… part of It’s tail sliced to ribbons… and much of it’s crest…torn to shreds… the fanged wyvern has claimed victory…although the lunagaron did not walk away from the battle without some injuries of his own… a broken claw,numerous scars across his body from the Astalos’s talons and a broken hind leg. While Fenrir knew he had to stop in order to recover from his injuries,he can’t… not while he’s out in the open… He coughed up blood and the fanged wyvern was whining from the amount of pain he was under from his broken left hind leg that he kept lifted off the ground… but he didn’t let that stop him from trying to leave the verdant hills and continued limping… after few hours of limping, Fenrir took a short break to lick his wounds… he started with the small cut on his right paw… then moved on to a slightly bigger scar on his shoulder that was bleeding a little… Now satisfied with his little excessive licking session, the Lunagaron slowly got up while trying not to worsen his leg injury. He shut his eyes tightly and gnashed his teeth from the pain of his broken leg. Unable to take the agony anymore, Fenrir howled out loudly in pain… Now back on his…er-three feet, Fenrir continued limping his way out of the verdant hills.

After hours of continuous limping,Fenrir could see Kokoto village in the corner of his eyes. Thoughts began rushing into his head… What if Kokoto village sent their hunter after Fenrir? Would they be hostile to him just passing by? Would they leave him alone? Are they aware of the name some called him… “Garm”? The Lunagaron always hated being called by that name. While he never ever bothered with getting to know the humans and wyverians,he did hear from somewhere the chief of Kokoto village was a legendary hunter until the 5 incident. “Hmph… probably deserved it…” The lunagaron muttered to himself. Then he let out a very loud but short yelp from sudden intense pain from his broken hind leg and he whined from the agony it was inflicting onto him… he was panting and quite heavily at that to catch his breath and calm down. The he decided to catch a small break,Fenrir laid down on his side and went to sleep in an effort to ignore the sheer pain and agony his left hind leg was causing him.

Part of Fenrir wanted to get as far away from the village as possible but at the same time… the lunagaron knew if he continued and passes by the village,his leg will never heal…and he’d be condemning himself to death… But after the amount of poacher camps he escaped from,after all the blood that stained his claws and canines… Why should he trust humans now? They’ve never given him good enough reason to trust them,and why should the fanged wyvern trust them now? Taking one final look at the too-close-for-comfort Kokoto village,the lunagaron closes his eyes and attempts to get sleep, still whining and whimpering from the sheer pain of his broken leg.

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Nargacuga was placed 7th but top 10 is awesome. All bow to the quickest cat wyvern

So regal~

I keep thinking I could do more with a piece and then feel like I don't know what or how so just call it finished. I feel like that right now, but at least it came out nice! Green eyes, green eyes~

I know Rathalos came in 21st but I have a picture planned for him too!

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Narkku and Haboda hears Fenrir. They nod and begin luring the Astalos to where Fenrir needed them to bring it. "HehEhehE, WhaT's wRonG snacks? SCareD of mE? I'll maKe iT all sTop!" Haboda was really getting annoyed with the Astalos' banter. Remember how the poachers treated the other monsters, this one acted just like them. Classic cliche villain in his mind. Narkku waisted no time in saying what was on his mind towards the afflicted Astalos. "You sound like that crazy old man that was so interested in the black blight! How about you shut up for once!" The astalos didn't hear a single thing Narkku said. Still talking like a maniac, he cackles at them not realizing he was falling into a trap. Narkku just rolls his eyes in annoyance. Once they got him exactly where he needed him, Narkku then smiles as the Astalos just doomed himself but not dropping his guard since the Astalos can still get an attack off before Fenrir could go for the attack. Haboda has his shield up but the shield was weak and could break in a single hit. He just hoped Fenrir can make the attack fast enough.

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A Stranger I Remain (Open RP)

The sun was shining brightly over the verdant hills and Fenrir as usual,continues his way of going wherever and whenever it suits him and not caring if he was close to a settlement or in the middle of a trade route. He is currently sitting on the hill in the middle of area 4 that leads into area 5. He was simply content with himself and felt the calm breeze on his face… Then,a particularly unpleasant memory rushed into his head… In the citadel…That evening… the blood of his mate and unborn pups… the walls of his den… every inch of it…stained in their blood… their corpses… the very sight…haunted him… never again does he want to be remind of his failures as a mate…and as a father. Deciding to leave the verdant hills,Fenrir got up and ran towards the boarder of the verdant hills. After about and hour of running,he ended up getting distracted by blue lighting flashing in the distance,followed by the roar of an Astalos. From observing hunters fighting an Astalos, Fenrir knew if he ended up bumping into one,he’d be in for quite a fight. After about a while and Just before he could refocus on leaving the verdant hills,the fanged wyvern crashed into another monster and let out a yelp in surprise,then the two went tumbling down.

Soon after,The Lunagaron and the monster he crashed into stopped tumbling and separated from each other. Fenrir quickly got up to face the monster…His eyes widened at the sight of a Deviant…the Boltreaver Astalos got up as well… Already Fenrir was annoyed but he did not falter… Ice began to form across his body… his ears got longer… His back spikes grew longer…his claws bigger and sharper and the fanged wyvern stood bipedal and let out a loud roar that sounded like cold winds blowing in,followed immediately by an even louder howl. Then he charged at the flying wyvern…

The battle was long…the battle was bloody… The Boltreaver Astalos was still alive…although covered in numerous laceration wounds and bleeding heavily from said laceration wounds,it’s wings ripped to pieces… part of It’s tail sliced to ribbons… and much of it’s crest…torn to shreds… the fanged wyvern has claimed victory…although the lunagaron did not walk away from the battle without some injuries of his own… a broken claw,numerous scars across his body from the Astalos’s talons and a broken hind leg. While Fenrir knew he had to stop in order to recover from his injuries,he can’t… not while he’s out in the open… He coughed up blood and the fanged wyvern was whining from the amount of pain he was under from his broken left hind leg that he kept lifted off the ground… but he didn’t let that stop him from trying to leave the verdant hills and continued limping… after few hours of limping, Fenrir took a short break to lick his wounds… he started with the small cut on his right paw… then moved on to a slightly bigger scar on his shoulder that was bleeding a little… Now satisfied with his little excessive licking session, the Lunagaron slowly got up while trying not to worsen his leg injury. He shut his eyes tightly and gnashed his teeth from the pain of his broken leg. Unable to take the agony anymore, Fenrir howled out loudly in pain… Now back on his…er-three feet, Fenrir continued limping his way out of the verdant hills.

After hours of continuous limping,Fenrir could see Kokoto village in the corner of his eyes. Thoughts began rushing into his head… What if Kokoto village sent their hunter after Fenrir? Would they be hostile to him just passing by? Would they leave him alone? Are they aware of the name some called him… “Garm”? The Lunagaron always hated being called by that name. While he never ever bothered with getting to know the humans and wyverians,he did hear from somewhere the chief of Kokoto village was a legendary hunter until the 5 incident. “Hmph… probably deserved it…” The lunagaron muttered to himself. Then he let out a very loud but short yelp from sudden intense pain from his broken hind leg and he whined from the agony it was inflicting onto him… he was panting and quite heavily at that to catch his breath and calm down. The he decided to catch a small break,Fenrir laid down on his side and went to sleep in an effort to ignore the sheer pain and agony his left hind leg was causing him.

Part of Fenrir wanted to get as far away from the village as possible but at the same time… the lunagaron knew if he continued and passes by the village,his leg will never heal…and he’d be condemning himself to death… But after the amount of poacher camps he escaped from,after all the blood that stained his claws and canines… Why should he trust humans now? They’ve never given him good enough reason to trust them,and why should the fanged wyvern trust them now? Taking one final look at the too-close-for-comfort Kokoto village,the lunagaron closes his eyes and attempts to get sleep, still whining and whimpering from the sheer pain of his broken leg.

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Never expected to see Frieza wearing something.

He's just a little meow meow officer

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With the arrows all iced up along with his sword, Haboda grabbed his arrrows and moved outside to get a clear shot on the Astalos. The legs would be more difficult to hit with it moving around like it is and the risk of hitting Narrku was there. There was only one option, the wings. Narkku was dodging as much as he could so that Haboda can get the arrows and sword done up. Haboda comes outside with an arrow already sitting on the bow string and the rest of the arrows in the quiver. "Hey! Leave us alone!" He shouts to the Astalos. The cackle from the already insane wyvern was already getting annoying real fast. The Astalos then switches targets to Haboda but instead of attacking right away, he seen the young human standing there dressed like a lunagaron. "Oh HehahahehE! A tiny hUmaN wants to sTop me? I'll SnufF out your LIFE!" It goes to charge in and attack only for Haboda to draw back the string on his bow and sends an arrow flying right into the wing and it was in a spot where it would cause the Astalos to no longer be able to use its left wing.

(Sorry it took so long. I needed a bit more time than I thought.)

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A Stranger I Remain (Open RP)

The sun was shining brightly over the verdant hills and Fenrir as usual,continues his way of going wherever and whenever it suits him and not caring if he was close to a settlement or in the middle of a trade route. He is currently sitting on the hill in the middle of area 4 that leads into area 5. He was simply content with himself and felt the calm breeze on his face… Then,a particularly unpleasant memory rushed into his head… In the citadel…That evening… the blood of his mate and unborn pups… the walls of his den… every inch of it…stained in their blood… their corpses… the very sight…haunted him… never again does he want to be remind of his failures as a mate…and as a father. Deciding to leave the verdant hills,Fenrir got up and ran towards the boarder of the verdant hills. After about and hour of running,he ended up getting distracted by blue lighting flashing in the distance,followed by the roar of an Astalos. From observing hunters fighting an Astalos, Fenrir knew if he ended up bumping into one,he’d be in for quite a fight. After about a while and Just before he could refocus on leaving the verdant hills,the fanged wyvern crashed into another monster and let out a yelp in surprise,then the two went tumbling down.

Soon after,The Lunagaron and the monster he crashed into stopped tumbling and separated from each other. Fenrir quickly got up to face the monster…His eyes widened at the sight of a Deviant…the Boltreaver Astalos got up as well… Already Fenrir was annoyed but he did not falter… Ice began to form across his body… his ears got longer… His back spikes grew longer…his claws bigger and sharper and the fanged wyvern stood bipedal and let out a loud roar that sounded like cold winds blowing in,followed immediately by an even louder howl. Then he charged at the flying wyvern…

The battle was long…the battle was bloody… The Boltreaver Astalos was still alive…although covered in numerous laceration wounds and bleeding heavily from said laceration wounds,it’s wings ripped to pieces… part of It’s tail sliced to ribbons… and much of it’s crest…torn to shreds… the fanged wyvern has claimed victory…although the lunagaron did not walk away from the battle without some injuries of his own… a broken claw,numerous scars across his body from the Astalos’s talons and a broken hind leg. While Fenrir knew he had to stop in order to recover from his injuries,he can’t… not while he’s out in the open… He coughed up blood and the fanged wyvern was whining from the amount of pain he was under from his broken left hind leg that he kept lifted off the ground… but he didn’t let that stop him from trying to leave the verdant hills and continued limping… after few hours of limping, Fenrir took a short break to lick his wounds… he started with the small cut on his right paw… then moved on to a slightly bigger scar on his shoulder that was bleeding a little… Now satisfied with his little excessive licking session, the Lunagaron slowly got up while trying not to worsen his leg injury. He shut his eyes tightly and gnashed his teeth from the pain of his broken leg. Unable to take the agony anymore, Fenrir howled out loudly in pain… Now back on his…er-three feet, Fenrir continued limping his way out of the verdant hills.

After hours of continuous limping,Fenrir could see Kokoto village in the corner of his eyes. Thoughts began rushing into his head… What if Kokoto village sent their hunter after Fenrir? Would they be hostile to him just passing by? Would they leave him alone? Are they aware of the name some called him… “Garm”? The Lunagaron always hated being called by that name. While he never ever bothered with getting to know the humans and wyverians,he did hear from somewhere the chief of Kokoto village was a legendary hunter until the 5 incident. “Hmph… probably deserved it…” The lunagaron muttered to himself. Then he let out a very loud but short yelp from sudden intense pain from his broken hind leg and he whined from the agony it was inflicting onto him… he was panting and quite heavily at that to catch his breath and calm down. The he decided to catch a small break,Fenrir laid down on his side and went to sleep in an effort to ignore the sheer pain and agony his left hind leg was causing him.

Part of Fenrir wanted to get as far away from the village as possible but at the same time… the lunagaron knew if he continued and passes by the village,his leg will never heal…and he’d be condemning himself to death… But after the amount of poacher camps he escaped from,after all the blood that stained his claws and canines… Why should he trust humans now? They’ve never given him good enough reason to trust them,and why should the fanged wyvern trust them now? Taking one final look at the too-close-for-comfort Kokoto village,the lunagaron closes his eyes and attempts to get sleep, still whining and whimpering from the sheer pain of his broken leg.

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Haboda grabs his arrows and lays them down for Fenrir. After that he pulled his sword out and lays it down as well. Whatever Fenrir had planned, it would be the only chance they had. Narkku on the other hand, had went out to confront the afflicted Boltreaver to distract it. "WhaT Is tHis? An apPetizer? I'll maKe this QuicK!" The Nargacuga smirks before showing how quick he is. The astalos attacks Narkku only to completely miss him. "You shouldn't go after whelps like me." After that he counterattacks and shoots out some spiked fur though it wasn't able to makes any significant damage, it was able to keep the Astalos from seeing what was going on.

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A Stranger I Remain (Open RP)

The sun was shining brightly over the verdant hills and Fenrir as usual,continues his way of going wherever and whenever it suits him and not caring if he was close to a settlement or in the middle of a trade route. He is currently sitting on the hill in the middle of area 4 that leads into area 5. He was simply content with himself and felt the calm breeze on his face… Then,a particularly unpleasant memory rushed into his head… In the citadel…That evening… the blood of his mate and unborn pups… the walls of his den… every inch of it…stained in their blood… their corpses… the very sight…haunted him… never again does he want to be remind of his failures as a mate…and as a father. Deciding to leave the verdant hills,Fenrir got up and ran towards the boarder of the verdant hills. After about and hour of running,he ended up getting distracted by blue lighting flashing in the distance,followed by the roar of an Astalos. From observing hunters fighting an Astalos, Fenrir knew if he ended up bumping into one,he’d be in for quite a fight. After about a while and Just before he could refocus on leaving the verdant hills,the fanged wyvern crashed into another monster and let out a yelp in surprise,then the two went tumbling down.

Soon after,The Lunagaron and the monster he crashed into stopped tumbling and separated from each other. Fenrir quickly got up to face the monster…His eyes widened at the sight of a Deviant…the Boltreaver Astalos got up as well… Already Fenrir was annoyed but he did not falter… Ice began to form across his body… his ears got longer… His back spikes grew longer…his claws bigger and sharper and the fanged wyvern stood bipedal and let out a loud roar that sounded like cold winds blowing in,followed immediately by an even louder howl. Then he charged at the flying wyvern…

The battle was long…the battle was bloody… The Boltreaver Astalos was still alive…although covered in numerous laceration wounds and bleeding heavily from said laceration wounds,it’s wings ripped to pieces… part of It’s tail sliced to ribbons… and much of it’s crest…torn to shreds… the fanged wyvern has claimed victory…although the lunagaron did not walk away from the battle without some injuries of his own… a broken claw,numerous scars across his body from the Astalos’s talons and a broken hind leg. While Fenrir knew he had to stop in order to recover from his injuries,he can’t… not while he’s out in the open… He coughed up blood and the fanged wyvern was whining from the amount of pain he was under from his broken left hind leg that he kept lifted off the ground… but he didn’t let that stop him from trying to leave the verdant hills and continued limping… after few hours of limping, Fenrir took a short break to lick his wounds… he started with the small cut on his right paw… then moved on to a slightly bigger scar on his shoulder that was bleeding a little… Now satisfied with his little excessive licking session, the Lunagaron slowly got up while trying not to worsen his leg injury. He shut his eyes tightly and gnashed his teeth from the pain of his broken leg. Unable to take the agony anymore, Fenrir howled out loudly in pain… Now back on his…er-three feet, Fenrir continued limping his way out of the verdant hills.

After hours of continuous limping,Fenrir could see Kokoto village in the corner of his eyes. Thoughts began rushing into his head… What if Kokoto village sent their hunter after Fenrir? Would they be hostile to him just passing by? Would they leave him alone? Are they aware of the name some called him… “Garm”? The Lunagaron always hated being called by that name. While he never ever bothered with getting to know the humans and wyverians,he did hear from somewhere the chief of Kokoto village was a legendary hunter until the 5 incident. “Hmph… probably deserved it…” The lunagaron muttered to himself. Then he let out a very loud but short yelp from sudden intense pain from his broken hind leg and he whined from the agony it was inflicting onto him… he was panting and quite heavily at that to catch his breath and calm down. The he decided to catch a small break,Fenrir laid down on his side and went to sleep in an effort to ignore the sheer pain and agony his left hind leg was causing him.

Part of Fenrir wanted to get as far away from the village as possible but at the same time… the lunagaron knew if he continued and passes by the village,his leg will never heal…and he’d be condemning himself to death… But after the amount of poacher camps he escaped from,after all the blood that stained his claws and canines… Why should he trust humans now? They’ve never given him good enough reason to trust them,and why should the fanged wyvern trust them now? Taking one final look at the too-close-for-comfort Kokoto village,the lunagaron closes his eyes and attempts to get sleep, still whining and whimpering from the sheer pain of his broken leg.

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