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[Thugren]

arachnus clacks his mandibles.

 

"i really...Really dont want to go back without some kinda food for them......Theyre gonna get mad....And when a patraich gets mad...They get hungry.."

[Armoured Priest]

"Then fine, we'll find something, kill it, and let them eat the still warm carcass. If they don't want that, then they can starve." He growled as his body tighten around the tree, making it creak ominously. "You go back and make sure things are fine, I'll hunt something big enough for all of us. Or the least feed that grub and abathur." he said to him, waiting for his reply to his plan.

[Thugren]

arachnus nods and his body seems to meld into a color that would camoflauge him in the envirment.

 

"Of course....you go get something."

[Armoured Priest]

Ghiest slithered his way down the tree and on the forest floor through the underbrush and shadow, heading away from the town and deeper into the forest. Shoving down the fustration and memories of today's events, he started to indulge in moment now that he's allowed to hunt again. A moltted green tongue flickered out from between his mandibles as he searched for a strong scent, something that was not infected in order to avoid feeding them more tainted meat, the reason scourge was the way he is now.

[Thugren]

ta scent hits your nostrils.

 

Buffalo..

the wrodbubbles in your mind as you stalk up to a cleared where a large herd is grazing.

[Armoured Priest]

'This ought to make them happy.' He thought to himself as he kept low to the ground. His slithered along the underbrush on the edge of the forest, looking for the most isolated bovine from the rest of the herd, all the while trying to keep downwind of them and silent as possible.

[Thugren]

the only one sitting alone is the largest and most powerful of the creatures.

 

It sits on the outskits calmly, sipping calmly from a lake

[Armoured Priest]

'If that don't shut the little grub up, then nothing I bring home will.' he thought before slithering out from the brushes and into the tall grass slowly toward the alpha buffalo, trying to inch closer in before trying to lunging out with his scything talons.

[Thugren]

the buffalo is completely oblivious to your advances, chewing on the grass happily as it watches its herd

[Armoured Priest]

Tensing and coiling his body like a spring, Gheist launched himself without a hiss or roar at the large herbivore with scything talons poised to slice into vital organs in it's chest and his maw to clamp down on it's oversize head.

[Thugren]

The beast reacts with incredible speed and power.

His slams his head into yours with a dizzying headbutt, sending you rolling away from him with a moist thud

[Armoured Priest]

"You fucking over grown cow!" Ghiest hissed in pain as stars flashed before his eyes as he writhed in the grass for a moment. Ghiest started to burrow into the ground under him, intent on attacking the bovine creature from below where it couldn't headbutt him so easily. 

[Thugren]

above you, ypou hear the thundering of throusands of hooves, as if the herd all reacted at once and began stomping above where you were, completely obscuring the large male

[Armoured Priest]

Ghiest grumbled and hissed to himself at what was suppose to be a quick simple kill now disappeared before him. 'Being in hibernation for so long made me rusty at this, can't do shit if I can't even take down prey...' he thought to himself. He slithered around the clearing between the trees and tall grass, looking for something easier to take down now. A youngling, an elder, or even one that's sick, he had to bring back something or they were going to go hungry for a while. And that just won't do.

[Thugren]

you never get the beefalo...You chase it for hours but never get it.

 

Just as you were about to assault, every patriarch doubled over in pain, a message being spoken directly to their mind.

 

 

"The war begins......The generals are beginning to attack....Go to your homes and gather the relics...Bring them to the last battlefield.."

 

it was freyas voice, the creator speaking directly into each of your minds . ALmost without being bidden a map appears in your mind, leading deep into the moutnains of mexico. As the pain swubsides, yo uleave the beefalo be, and know that you have to get back to arachnus as soon as possible

[Armoured Priest]

Ghiest raises a scythe claw feebly at the beefalo running away from him. "THIS. ISN'T. OVER!" he hissed between ragged breaths. The threat was half-hearted as there were other things preoccupying his mind now. He finally heard his mother, after all these years, and she needed them. "Arachnus...where are ya?" He asked absentmindedly as he slithered back to the shack he left him and the grub in. They should have heard it too, and dekalon's daughter as well. And they needed to go to mexico, he wondered how much that place had change while they hibernated now.

[Thugren]

the others are asleep, but arachnus is alert. The massive beetle spiders eyes click audibly as you come into the shack and he looks at you carefully.

"you heard her too i guess....These two didnt even wake up.....Im guessing its only hierophants that heard it."

[Armoured Priest]

"Well aren't they fucking lucky." Ghiest grumbled as he rubbed his head, a dull throb still present in his cranium. "Still that means mom is still alive and needs our help. And it looks like we're going to Mexico of all places." The serpent hissed in annoyance. It wasn't exactly the most pleasent of places to go to before hibernation and he doubted that changed. "Think the humans called the mountain range Sierra madre or some bullshit like that, either way we need to go and grubby will have to go hungry for now." he said as he poked the grub thing. "Alright you two, we got to go, like now." he said to the grub and Abathur the alligator patriarch. "Where's Dekalon's daugther? Might as well tell her too." he added.

[Thugren]

both the grub and the alligator rouse themselves tiredly with a yawn as arachnus points a large talon at the small yard behind the shack.

 

"Shes probably just relaxing...you know teenagers."

[Armoured Priest]

"Figures." Ghiest sighed before pointing at the grub. "Also, I ain't carrying the little bastard anymore, my head plates still itch in ways they shouldn't!" he said before slithering out to find her and speak with her so she knows what's going on now. Pretty sure any of the patriarchs and Matriarchs would like to know that Freya was still with them.