"So. We are here on Crilas, and need to hike to the top of Mt. Cloor, while avoiding the rabid creatures that would kill us as soon as look at us in our way. Does this seem completely insane to anyone else?" Saros made this speech, followed by several similar comments, as we trekked across the beach and into a wooded area.
The various creatures looked like they may be relatives of common creatures on Mudos. Paramite-like beasts that had only three legs, but had grown several more face fingers and thin red fur. There were meepish creatures with five legs, three eyes, and two tails. There were scrabs just like at home, though, and likewise were the ratz, bugs, and byrdz.
Then there were creatures that almost defied explanation. There were large, red, leafy plants that would suddenly jerk up and eat passing animals. Little balls of flesh bounced about, and protruded spikes when provoked. Meetles and mugs crawled around, eating their respective foods. We even found a few land-dwelling gabbits hopping around. They avoided us, and we avoided them.
Lammy stepped in some kind of pile of sticky goop, and it was clearly animal poop. We chuckled and pointed, as he groaned and wiped off his foot with a leaf off of a nearby plant. I decided to look at the plant he had gotten it from. It was one of the red plants that ate nearby things. Good thing I looked, too, because The Wisdom kicked in: that was a blugflyer! And it was very angry at having its leaf plucked off.
"Lammy! Jump left!" He looked up, saw my face and knew in an instant I meant it. Just as the blugflyer lunged forward to devour him, Lammy leapt to his left, barely dodging the plant. Blarg and Geeble spun toward the beast and summoned fire and energy, respectively. Saros summoned water, and Lammy stood, now armed with a pair of roughly broken, pointed sticks, ready to fight back. I had stepped back and began to chant, using a rather old technique I picked up (ooc: check my character description). After a fraction of a second, several nearby mugs fell under my control, and I had them march over toward the blugflyer, and prepared to attack.
The blugflyer, as I was told by The Wisdom in me, did not possess higher-level thought. It could not comprehend that we were a threat; it only thought in terms of "eat whatever moves near me."
Geeble spoke: "Jump 'em!" And so we did. The blugflyer probably didn't know what it. The mugs I controlled surrounded the little spot in the woods, and closed in on the blugflyer. Lammy jammed his spears into its fleshely underside, and Saros, Blarg, and Geeble launched their attacks. The blugflyer was too busy trying to decide what to attack first when it was finally overcome by the force of the mugs pressing against it. We all heard a squeal, and a loud ripping sound. I released my hold on the mugs, and they instantly began to eat the meaty goodness the blugflyer left behind. The Wisdom had told me that all blugflyers where connected by a network of roots underground, and that the 'queen' blug was the center point. The queen was always on the highest part of the area, which happened to be .... Mt. Cloor!
"Guys!" I said, as we started off again. They stopped, and I told them what I had seen, and that the central queen was actually towards our right. Looking genereally embarrased, we all turned and began to the mountain.
(ooc: oddguy! how do you do that marquee thing in your signature?)
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