Lone Wolf Lunagaron

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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

Haboda pulls his sword out to sharpen it. Since he wasn’t going to leave Fenrir all alone and who knows what the ruins will have for monsters that lurk beneath. He did hear from hunters from Kokoto that a Khezu had recently been sighted but it was out of its normal habitat. That wasn’t as concerning as the Boltreaver Astalos that they’re currently dealing with. As Haboda continued to sharpen his sword, he noticed that Narkku hadn’t come closer. Was he really keeping watch? Who could have trained a young nargacuga to do something like this and the fact it was able to speak human language was more surprising still. He did notice that the scarf on the nargacuga had the guild’s emblem on it, so that would only mean that he has a link to hunters and riders. Yet, Haboda felt a sense of calmness, a sense of trust.

Narkku laid down but kept watch for any signs of danger. Each second that passed by, the nargacuga had thought about home again. He really missed being back home in Hakum Village but a task is a task and Narkku wasn’t going to come back empty clawed. Though if anything, maybe he can get something out of this as well before going home.

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As Fenrir continued sleeping,he still didn’t feel like he could remain in the Verdant Hills any longer. Before getting into his fight with the Boltreaver Astalos,the lunagaron could have sworn he’s seen some qurio fluttering around… even killing some that flew too close to him. The fanged wyvern still kept his claws ready at a moments notice…

Haboda yawns and puts his sword away. It was sharp enough and feeling tired from all of this, he laid next to Fenrir making sure he didn’t bump into his leg. As long as Narkku was keeping watch, it would be okay for him to take a little nap. Closing his eyes, Haboda was at rest and was comfortable.

Narrku looked around watching for anything suspicious that might be a danger to them. So far, nothing. It was to quiet, like something bad was brewing.

The Boltreaver then roars out in the distance as qurio had latched themselves onto him. They found a host to use for madness. However the astalos allowed himself to be consumed by it. "Yes, YES!!! I'LL HEHEHE I'LL MAKE THE LUNAGARON PAY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hours later…

The sun was beginning to rise and it’s bright rays shined into Fenrir’s den. He remained sleeping as he hasn’t yet fully recovered from his leg injury. That is until his nose started twitching… he caught the scent of something cooking… just what is the Lunagaron smelling?

Haboda was cooking up some meat and some veggies. The veggies was mainly for him with some of the meat. Knowing that Fenrir usually hunted his own food, he thought about hunting for Fenrir so he could relax a bit more. “I wonder what that nargacuga eats?” He said to himself as Narkku was sleeping as well. The scent of food then hit Narkku’s nose as well. Waking up, he gets the smell of cooking meat. It wasn’t like the meat back home but it was something. Looking at the rising sun, Narkku realized that he should have been back by now but with that Astalos still out there, it was more safe to say that these two still needed help. The nargacuga knew that if he leaves now, he’d lose that trust he worked so hard to earn. “It’s morning already? i kind of wish my friends was here with me, we loved watching sunrises.” He said as he watched the sunrise. The smell of cooking meat then got strong enough to interest Narkku.

However, deep in the woods, the Boltreaver began to become more troublesome and terrorizing every creature in the Verdant Hills woods. “HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! RUN FAST AS YOU CAN!! I’LL FEAST ON YOU ALL!! HAHAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Eventually,Fenrir very slowly opened his eyes and woke up to Haboda cooking something. Not saying a word,he lyed back down to let his leg rest more. Yet his eyes remained opened. He took at glance at the outside of his den…his ears didn’t seem to pick up any sound… almost as quiet as death… and that time in the citadel where another Lunagaron was afflicted before the Archdemon of the Abyss made its presence known…

The Lunagaron was getting a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to leave the Verdant Hills without a fight… and a bloody one as well… still,the fanged wyvern kept his claws ready at a moment’s notice…

As the meat was done cooking, Haboda pulls it off the spit and lets it cool a bit so it isn’t to hot to eat. Though this wasn’t for him. Haboda figured that Fenrir was hungry so he waited for the meat to reach the right temperature. The veggies that was also cooking was common food. There was also some meat with it so it was balanced out. He had no eggs though so he had to do with what he had. “I hope Fenrir recovers soon. That astalos sounds really angry and mean. I can’t imagine what would happen if it caused trouble for other wyverns.” Haboda looks at Narkku wondering how he is able to talk with him? Did a human teach him? A wyverian? it’s a mystery but maybe asking him later would be helpful. The kid turns to see Fenrir awake. “You feeling any better Fenrir?” Haboda asks. Hopefully the medicine at least did some healing for him.

Narkku resumed keeping watch though hunger was setting in. Pulling a small meal that was prepared for him by his rider, Narkku began eating it. The taste was just as good as ever and it gave him the strength to carry out for most of the day. Even then, the eerie silence had got his attention. Something was off about this. There hasn’t been a hunter party yet and none has came in this direction at all.

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Fenrir shifted his gaze towards Haboda. “The pain has eased up. However… it’s as quiet as death outside. Stay on your guard.” the Lunagaron replied. The silence at this point was getting unnerving…but Fenrir remained completely unfazed having already been used to traveling alone…

The silence was becoming very unnerving and not a single chirp was being heard from outside. Haboda drew his sword out slowly and on his guard. Something was way off. Narkku was very uneasy at this point. His fur was sticking up on its ends as he slowly backs away from the entrance. Something was coming and it was dangerous. Soon they seen exactly the cause of the deadly silence. It was the boltreaver and he had qurio flying all around him as his insanity had finally gripped him fully. “HeheheHehE. I foUnd you at LaST. Come fIghT me!”

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‘I had a feeling it’ve found me by now. But…’ Fenrir thought to himself. Under any other circumstance,He would not have hesitated to tear those who would seek to take his life to bloody ribbons. But not while his injury weighs him down. He took a glance at Haboda’s sword and quiver and made a mental note of how many arrows were available along with how sharp his sword is. He noticed that there were 12 arrows in Haboda’s quiver and his sword was decently sharp but not as sharp as Fenrir’s claws. Then he got an idea… if the Lunagaron could amplify Haboda’s arrows and sword with his own ice… he looked right at Narkku “You. I might have a plan…but I’ll need time. Distract the Astalos for as long as you are able to. I have a feeling it might be a while before those…hunters… learn it’s location...” Fenrir said to Narkku although the tone in the Lunagaron’s voice when saying hunters almost sounded resentful…

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.

While Narkku was distracting the Astalos,Fenrir eyed the sword and arrows… while placing a paw to keep them steady,he deeply inhaled and breathed his own ice down onto the sword and arrows. The Lunagaron doesn’t know how long it’ll take to put his plan into motion but if what the fanged wyvern suspects turns out to be true,then the afflicted boltreaver Astalos will not see the end of this day.

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.)

Not even 5 minutes and already,Fenrir was getting annoyed with the Astalos’s cackling… then the fanged wyvern saw an opportunity to move his plan to kill it into action… if Haboda and Narkku could force the Astalos get close enough,the Lunagaron could finish it off himself. He readied his canines and claws,Then he looked to Haboda “Try to keep its focus on you and the Nargacuga. Force it towards me and I’ll finish it off.” Fenrir wasted no time and got straight to the point.

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.

As soon the Astalos got close enough and left itself open,Fenrir pounced at the Astalos and sank his canines into the back of its neck. The Lunagaron also made sure it couldn’t escape and ripped its wing membrane to shreds and to guarantee its death,the fanged wyvern sliced off the Astalos’s tail. With all his strength,Fenrir tugged at the astalos’s neck so aggressively,the Lunagaron snapped the Astalos’s neck and finally put a permanent end to the annoyance the Astalos posed. No longer hearing its heart beating,Fenrir dropped the now dead Astalos from his maw. Not really sure it’s dead,The fanged Wyvern dug his claws into the flung wyvern’s neck and began to rip it to shreds. Once he made the wound deep enough,Fenrir sank his canines into the the bloody neck and ripped off the Astalos’s head… now certain of its death,the Lunagaron tossed the ripped off head of the Astalos out of his den. Now that it is over,Fenrir lays back down to rest.

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

Haboda pulls his sword out to sharpen it. Since he wasn’t going to leave Fenrir all alone and who knows what the ruins will have for monsters that lurk beneath. He did hear from hunters from Kokoto that a Khezu had recently been sighted but it was out of its normal habitat. That wasn’t as concerning as the Boltreaver Astalos that they’re currently dealing with. As Haboda continued to sharpen his sword, he noticed that Narkku hadn’t come closer. Was he really keeping watch? Who could have trained a young nargacuga to do something like this and the fact it was able to speak human language was more surprising still. He did notice that the scarf on the nargacuga had the guild’s emblem on it, so that would only mean that he has a link to hunters and riders. Yet, Haboda felt a sense of calmness, a sense of trust.

Narkku laid down but kept watch for any signs of danger. Each second that passed by, the nargacuga had thought about home again. He really missed being back home in Hakum Village but a task is a task and Narkku wasn’t going to come back empty clawed. Though if anything, maybe he can get something out of this as well before going home.

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As Fenrir continued sleeping,he still didn’t feel like he could remain in the Verdant Hills any longer. Before getting into his fight with the Boltreaver Astalos,the lunagaron could have sworn he’s seen some qurio fluttering around… even killing some that flew too close to him. The fanged wyvern still kept his claws ready at a moments notice…

Haboda yawns and puts his sword away. It was sharp enough and feeling tired from all of this, he laid next to Fenrir making sure he didn’t bump into his leg. As long as Narkku was keeping watch, it would be okay for him to take a little nap. Closing his eyes, Haboda was at rest and was comfortable.

Narrku looked around watching for anything suspicious that might be a danger to them. So far, nothing. It was to quiet, like something bad was brewing.

The Boltreaver then roars out in the distance as qurio had latched themselves onto him. They found a host to use for madness. However the astalos allowed himself to be consumed by it. "Yes, YES!!! I'LL HEHEHE I'LL MAKE THE LUNAGARON PAY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hours later…

The sun was beginning to rise and it’s bright rays shined into Fenrir’s den. He remained sleeping as he hasn’t yet fully recovered from his leg injury. That is until his nose started twitching… he caught the scent of something cooking… just what is the Lunagaron smelling?

Haboda was cooking up some meat and some veggies. The veggies was mainly for him with some of the meat. Knowing that Fenrir usually hunted his own food, he thought about hunting for Fenrir so he could relax a bit more. “I wonder what that nargacuga eats?” He said to himself as Narkku was sleeping as well. The scent of food then hit Narkku’s nose as well. Waking up, he gets the smell of cooking meat. It wasn’t like the meat back home but it was something. Looking at the rising sun, Narkku realized that he should have been back by now but with that Astalos still out there, it was more safe to say that these two still needed help. The nargacuga knew that if he leaves now, he’d lose that trust he worked so hard to earn. “It’s morning already? i kind of wish my friends was here with me, we loved watching sunrises.” He said as he watched the sunrise. The smell of cooking meat then got strong enough to interest Narkku.

However, deep in the woods, the Boltreaver began to become more troublesome and terrorizing every creature in the Verdant Hills woods. “HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! RUN FAST AS YOU CAN!! I’LL FEAST ON YOU ALL!! HAHAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Eventually,Fenrir very slowly opened his eyes and woke up to Haboda cooking something. Not saying a word,he lyed back down to let his leg rest more. Yet his eyes remained opened. He took at glance at the outside of his den…his ears didn’t seem to pick up any sound… almost as quiet as death… and that time in the citadel where another Lunagaron was afflicted before the Archdemon of the Abyss made its presence known…

The Lunagaron was getting a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to leave the Verdant Hills without a fight… and a bloody one as well… still,the fanged wyvern kept his claws ready at a moment’s notice…

As the meat was done cooking, Haboda pulls it off the spit and lets it cool a bit so it isn’t to hot to eat. Though this wasn’t for him. Haboda figured that Fenrir was hungry so he waited for the meat to reach the right temperature. The veggies that was also cooking was common food. There was also some meat with it so it was balanced out. He had no eggs though so he had to do with what he had. “I hope Fenrir recovers soon. That astalos sounds really angry and mean. I can’t imagine what would happen if it caused trouble for other wyverns.” Haboda looks at Narkku wondering how he is able to talk with him? Did a human teach him? A wyverian? it’s a mystery but maybe asking him later would be helpful. The kid turns to see Fenrir awake. “You feeling any better Fenrir?” Haboda asks. Hopefully the medicine at least did some healing for him.

Narkku resumed keeping watch though hunger was setting in. Pulling a small meal that was prepared for him by his rider, Narkku began eating it. The taste was just as good as ever and it gave him the strength to carry out for most of the day. Even then, the eerie silence had got his attention. Something was off about this. There hasn’t been a hunter party yet and none has came in this direction at all.

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Fenrir shifted his gaze towards Haboda. “The pain has eased up. However… it’s as quiet as death outside. Stay on your guard.” the Lunagaron replied. The silence at this point was getting unnerving…but Fenrir remained completely unfazed having already been used to traveling alone…

The silence was becoming very unnerving and not a single chirp was being heard from outside. Haboda drew his sword out slowly and on his guard. Something was way off. Narkku was very uneasy at this point. His fur was sticking up on its ends as he slowly backs away from the entrance. Something was coming and it was dangerous. Soon they seen exactly the cause of the deadly silence. It was the boltreaver and he had qurio flying all around him as his insanity had finally gripped him fully. “HeheheHehE. I foUnd you at LaST. Come fIghT me!”

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‘I had a feeling it’ve found me by now. But…’ Fenrir thought to himself. Under any other circumstance,He would not have hesitated to tear those who would seek to take his life to bloody ribbons. But not while his injury weighs him down. He took a glance at Haboda’s sword and quiver and made a mental note of how many arrows were available along with how sharp his sword is. He noticed that there were 12 arrows in Haboda’s quiver and his sword was decently sharp but not as sharp as Fenrir’s claws. Then he got an idea… if the Lunagaron could amplify Haboda’s arrows and sword with his own ice… he looked right at Narkku “You. I might have a plan…but I’ll need time. Distract the Astalos for as long as you are able to. I have a feeling it might be a while before those…hunters… learn it’s location...” Fenrir said to Narkku although the tone in the Lunagaron’s voice when saying hunters almost sounded resentful…

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.

While Narkku was distracting the Astalos,Fenrir eyed the sword and arrows… while placing a paw to keep them steady,he deeply inhaled and breathed his own ice down onto the sword and arrows. The Lunagaron doesn’t know how long it’ll take to put his plan into motion but if what the fanged wyvern suspects turns out to be true,then the afflicted boltreaver Astalos will not see the end of this day.

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.)

Not even 5 minutes and already,Fenrir was getting annoyed with the Astalos’s cackling… then the fanged wyvern saw an opportunity to move his plan to kill it into action… if Haboda and Narkku could force the Astalos get close enough,the Lunagaron could finish it off himself. He readied his canines and claws,Then he looked to Haboda “Try to keep its focus on you and the Nargacuga. Force it towards me and I’ll finish it off.” Fenrir wasted no time and got straight to the point.

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

Haboda pulls his sword out to sharpen it. Since he wasn’t going to leave Fenrir all alone and who knows what the ruins will have for monsters that lurk beneath. He did hear from hunters from Kokoto that a Khezu had recently been sighted but it was out of its normal habitat. That wasn’t as concerning as the Boltreaver Astalos that they’re currently dealing with. As Haboda continued to sharpen his sword, he noticed that Narkku hadn’t come closer. Was he really keeping watch? Who could have trained a young nargacuga to do something like this and the fact it was able to speak human language was more surprising still. He did notice that the scarf on the nargacuga had the guild’s emblem on it, so that would only mean that he has a link to hunters and riders. Yet, Haboda felt a sense of calmness, a sense of trust.

Narkku laid down but kept watch for any signs of danger. Each second that passed by, the nargacuga had thought about home again. He really missed being back home in Hakum Village but a task is a task and Narkku wasn’t going to come back empty clawed. Though if anything, maybe he can get something out of this as well before going home.

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As Fenrir continued sleeping,he still didn’t feel like he could remain in the Verdant Hills any longer. Before getting into his fight with the Boltreaver Astalos,the lunagaron could have sworn he’s seen some qurio fluttering around… even killing some that flew too close to him. The fanged wyvern still kept his claws ready at a moments notice…

Haboda yawns and puts his sword away. It was sharp enough and feeling tired from all of this, he laid next to Fenrir making sure he didn’t bump into his leg. As long as Narkku was keeping watch, it would be okay for him to take a little nap. Closing his eyes, Haboda was at rest and was comfortable.

Narrku looked around watching for anything suspicious that might be a danger to them. So far, nothing. It was to quiet, like something bad was brewing.

The Boltreaver then roars out in the distance as qurio had latched themselves onto him. They found a host to use for madness. However the astalos allowed himself to be consumed by it. "Yes, YES!!! I'LL HEHEHE I'LL MAKE THE LUNAGARON PAY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hours later…

The sun was beginning to rise and it’s bright rays shined into Fenrir’s den. He remained sleeping as he hasn’t yet fully recovered from his leg injury. That is until his nose started twitching… he caught the scent of something cooking… just what is the Lunagaron smelling?

Haboda was cooking up some meat and some veggies. The veggies was mainly for him with some of the meat. Knowing that Fenrir usually hunted his own food, he thought about hunting for Fenrir so he could relax a bit more. “I wonder what that nargacuga eats?” He said to himself as Narkku was sleeping as well. The scent of food then hit Narkku’s nose as well. Waking up, he gets the smell of cooking meat. It wasn’t like the meat back home but it was something. Looking at the rising sun, Narkku realized that he should have been back by now but with that Astalos still out there, it was more safe to say that these two still needed help. The nargacuga knew that if he leaves now, he’d lose that trust he worked so hard to earn. “It’s morning already? i kind of wish my friends was here with me, we loved watching sunrises.” He said as he watched the sunrise. The smell of cooking meat then got strong enough to interest Narkku.

However, deep in the woods, the Boltreaver began to become more troublesome and terrorizing every creature in the Verdant Hills woods. “HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! RUN FAST AS YOU CAN!! I’LL FEAST ON YOU ALL!! HAHAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Eventually,Fenrir very slowly opened his eyes and woke up to Haboda cooking something. Not saying a word,he lyed back down to let his leg rest more. Yet his eyes remained opened. He took at glance at the outside of his den…his ears didn’t seem to pick up any sound… almost as quiet as death… and that time in the citadel where another Lunagaron was afflicted before the Archdemon of the Abyss made its presence known…

The Lunagaron was getting a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to leave the Verdant Hills without a fight… and a bloody one as well… still,the fanged wyvern kept his claws ready at a moment’s notice…

As the meat was done cooking, Haboda pulls it off the spit and lets it cool a bit so it isn’t to hot to eat. Though this wasn’t for him. Haboda figured that Fenrir was hungry so he waited for the meat to reach the right temperature. The veggies that was also cooking was common food. There was also some meat with it so it was balanced out. He had no eggs though so he had to do with what he had. “I hope Fenrir recovers soon. That astalos sounds really angry and mean. I can’t imagine what would happen if it caused trouble for other wyverns.” Haboda looks at Narkku wondering how he is able to talk with him? Did a human teach him? A wyverian? it’s a mystery but maybe asking him later would be helpful. The kid turns to see Fenrir awake. “You feeling any better Fenrir?” Haboda asks. Hopefully the medicine at least did some healing for him.

Narkku resumed keeping watch though hunger was setting in. Pulling a small meal that was prepared for him by his rider, Narkku began eating it. The taste was just as good as ever and it gave him the strength to carry out for most of the day. Even then, the eerie silence had got his attention. Something was off about this. There hasn’t been a hunter party yet and none has came in this direction at all.

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Fenrir shifted his gaze towards Haboda. “The pain has eased up. However… it’s as quiet as death outside. Stay on your guard.” the Lunagaron replied. The silence at this point was getting unnerving…but Fenrir remained completely unfazed having already been used to traveling alone…

The silence was becoming very unnerving and not a single chirp was being heard from outside. Haboda drew his sword out slowly and on his guard. Something was way off. Narkku was very uneasy at this point. His fur was sticking up on its ends as he slowly backs away from the entrance. Something was coming and it was dangerous. Soon they seen exactly the cause of the deadly silence. It was the boltreaver and he had qurio flying all around him as his insanity had finally gripped him fully. “HeheheHehE. I foUnd you at LaST. Come fIghT me!”

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‘I had a feeling it’ve found me by now. But…’ Fenrir thought to himself. Under any other circumstance,He would not have hesitated to tear those who would seek to take his life to bloody ribbons. But not while his injury weighs him down. He took a glance at Haboda’s sword and quiver and made a mental note of how many arrows were available along with how sharp his sword is. He noticed that there were 12 arrows in Haboda’s quiver and his sword was decently sharp but not as sharp as Fenrir’s claws. Then he got an idea… if the Lunagaron could amplify Haboda’s arrows and sword with his own ice… he looked right at Narkku “You. I might have a plan…but I’ll need time. Distract the Astalos for as long as you are able to. I have a feeling it might be a while before those…hunters… learn it’s location...” Fenrir said to Narkku although the tone in the Lunagaron’s voice when saying hunters almost sounded resentful…

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.

While Narkku was distracting the Astalos,Fenrir eyed the sword and arrows… while placing a paw to keep them steady,he deeply inhaled and breathed his own ice down onto the sword and arrows. The Lunagaron doesn’t know how long it’ll take to put his plan into motion but if what the fanged wyvern suspects turns out to be true,then the afflicted boltreaver Astalos will not see the end of this day.

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

Haboda pulls his sword out to sharpen it. Since he wasn’t going to leave Fenrir all alone and who knows what the ruins will have for monsters that lurk beneath. He did hear from hunters from Kokoto that a Khezu had recently been sighted but it was out of its normal habitat. That wasn’t as concerning as the Boltreaver Astalos that they’re currently dealing with. As Haboda continued to sharpen his sword, he noticed that Narkku hadn’t come closer. Was he really keeping watch? Who could have trained a young nargacuga to do something like this and the fact it was able to speak human language was more surprising still. He did notice that the scarf on the nargacuga had the guild’s emblem on it, so that would only mean that he has a link to hunters and riders. Yet, Haboda felt a sense of calmness, a sense of trust.

Narkku laid down but kept watch for any signs of danger. Each second that passed by, the nargacuga had thought about home again. He really missed being back home in Hakum Village but a task is a task and Narkku wasn’t going to come back empty clawed. Though if anything, maybe he can get something out of this as well before going home.

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As Fenrir continued sleeping,he still didn’t feel like he could remain in the Verdant Hills any longer. Before getting into his fight with the Boltreaver Astalos,the lunagaron could have sworn he’s seen some qurio fluttering around… even killing some that flew too close to him. The fanged wyvern still kept his claws ready at a moments notice…

Haboda yawns and puts his sword away. It was sharp enough and feeling tired from all of this, he laid next to Fenrir making sure he didn’t bump into his leg. As long as Narkku was keeping watch, it would be okay for him to take a little nap. Closing his eyes, Haboda was at rest and was comfortable.

Narrku looked around watching for anything suspicious that might be a danger to them. So far, nothing. It was to quiet, like something bad was brewing.

The Boltreaver then roars out in the distance as qurio had latched themselves onto him. They found a host to use for madness. However the astalos allowed himself to be consumed by it. "Yes, YES!!! I'LL HEHEHE I'LL MAKE THE LUNAGARON PAY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hours later…

The sun was beginning to rise and it’s bright rays shined into Fenrir’s den. He remained sleeping as he hasn’t yet fully recovered from his leg injury. That is until his nose started twitching… he caught the scent of something cooking… just what is the Lunagaron smelling?

Haboda was cooking up some meat and some veggies. The veggies was mainly for him with some of the meat. Knowing that Fenrir usually hunted his own food, he thought about hunting for Fenrir so he could relax a bit more. “I wonder what that nargacuga eats?” He said to himself as Narkku was sleeping as well. The scent of food then hit Narkku’s nose as well. Waking up, he gets the smell of cooking meat. It wasn’t like the meat back home but it was something. Looking at the rising sun, Narkku realized that he should have been back by now but with that Astalos still out there, it was more safe to say that these two still needed help. The nargacuga knew that if he leaves now, he’d lose that trust he worked so hard to earn. “It’s morning already? i kind of wish my friends was here with me, we loved watching sunrises.” He said as he watched the sunrise. The smell of cooking meat then got strong enough to interest Narkku.

However, deep in the woods, the Boltreaver began to become more troublesome and terrorizing every creature in the Verdant Hills woods. “HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! RUN FAST AS YOU CAN!! I’LL FEAST ON YOU ALL!! HAHAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Eventually,Fenrir very slowly opened his eyes and woke up to Haboda cooking something. Not saying a word,he lyed back down to let his leg rest more. Yet his eyes remained opened. He took at glance at the outside of his den…his ears didn’t seem to pick up any sound… almost as quiet as death… and that time in the citadel where another Lunagaron was afflicted before the Archdemon of the Abyss made its presence known…

The Lunagaron was getting a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to leave the Verdant Hills without a fight… and a bloody one as well… still,the fanged wyvern kept his claws ready at a moment’s notice…

As the meat was done cooking, Haboda pulls it off the spit and lets it cool a bit so it isn’t to hot to eat. Though this wasn’t for him. Haboda figured that Fenrir was hungry so he waited for the meat to reach the right temperature. The veggies that was also cooking was common food. There was also some meat with it so it was balanced out. He had no eggs though so he had to do with what he had. “I hope Fenrir recovers soon. That astalos sounds really angry and mean. I can’t imagine what would happen if it caused trouble for other wyverns.” Haboda looks at Narkku wondering how he is able to talk with him? Did a human teach him? A wyverian? it’s a mystery but maybe asking him later would be helpful. The kid turns to see Fenrir awake. “You feeling any better Fenrir?” Haboda asks. Hopefully the medicine at least did some healing for him.

Narkku resumed keeping watch though hunger was setting in. Pulling a small meal that was prepared for him by his rider, Narkku began eating it. The taste was just as good as ever and it gave him the strength to carry out for most of the day. Even then, the eerie silence had got his attention. Something was off about this. There hasn’t been a hunter party yet and none has came in this direction at all.

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Fenrir shifted his gaze towards Haboda. “The pain has eased up. However… it’s as quiet as death outside. Stay on your guard.” the Lunagaron replied. The silence at this point was getting unnerving…but Fenrir remained completely unfazed having already been used to traveling alone…

The silence was becoming very unnerving and not a single chirp was being heard from outside. Haboda drew his sword out slowly and on his guard. Something was way off. Narkku was very uneasy at this point. His fur was sticking up on its ends as he slowly backs away from the entrance. Something was coming and it was dangerous. Soon they seen exactly the cause of the deadly silence. It was the boltreaver and he had qurio flying all around him as his insanity had finally gripped him fully. “HeheheHehE. I foUnd you at LaST. Come fIghT me!”

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‘I had a feeling it’ve found me by now. But…’ Fenrir thought to himself. Under any other circumstance,He would not have hesitated to tear those who would seek to take his life to bloody ribbons. But not while his injury weighs him down. He took a glance at Haboda’s sword and quiver and made a mental note of how many arrows were available along with how sharp his sword is. He noticed that there were 12 arrows in Haboda’s quiver and his sword was decently sharp but not as sharp as Fenrir’s claws. Then he got an idea… if the Lunagaron could amplify Haboda’s arrows and sword with his own ice… he looked right at Narkku “You. I might have a plan…but I’ll need time. Distract the Astalos for as long as you are able to. I have a feeling it might be a while before those…hunters… learn it’s location...” Fenrir said to Narkku although the tone in the Lunagaron’s voice when saying hunters almost sounded resentful…

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

Haboda pulls his sword out to sharpen it. Since he wasn’t going to leave Fenrir all alone and who knows what the ruins will have for monsters that lurk beneath. He did hear from hunters from Kokoto that a Khezu had recently been sighted but it was out of its normal habitat. That wasn’t as concerning as the Boltreaver Astalos that they’re currently dealing with. As Haboda continued to sharpen his sword, he noticed that Narkku hadn’t come closer. Was he really keeping watch? Who could have trained a young nargacuga to do something like this and the fact it was able to speak human language was more surprising still. He did notice that the scarf on the nargacuga had the guild’s emblem on it, so that would only mean that he has a link to hunters and riders. Yet, Haboda felt a sense of calmness, a sense of trust.

Narkku laid down but kept watch for any signs of danger. Each second that passed by, the nargacuga had thought about home again. He really missed being back home in Hakum Village but a task is a task and Narkku wasn’t going to come back empty clawed. Though if anything, maybe he can get something out of this as well before going home.

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As Fenrir continued sleeping,he still didn’t feel like he could remain in the Verdant Hills any longer. Before getting into his fight with the Boltreaver Astalos,the lunagaron could have sworn he’s seen some qurio fluttering around… even killing some that flew too close to him. The fanged wyvern still kept his claws ready at a moments notice…

Haboda yawns and puts his sword away. It was sharp enough and feeling tired from all of this, he laid next to Fenrir making sure he didn’t bump into his leg. As long as Narkku was keeping watch, it would be okay for him to take a little nap. Closing his eyes, Haboda was at rest and was comfortable.

Narrku looked around watching for anything suspicious that might be a danger to them. So far, nothing. It was to quiet, like something bad was brewing.

The Boltreaver then roars out in the distance as qurio had latched themselves onto him. They found a host to use for madness. However the astalos allowed himself to be consumed by it. "Yes, YES!!! I'LL HEHEHE I'LL MAKE THE LUNAGARON PAY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hours later…

The sun was beginning to rise and it’s bright rays shined into Fenrir’s den. He remained sleeping as he hasn’t yet fully recovered from his leg injury. That is until his nose started twitching… he caught the scent of something cooking… just what is the Lunagaron smelling?

Haboda was cooking up some meat and some veggies. The veggies was mainly for him with some of the meat. Knowing that Fenrir usually hunted his own food, he thought about hunting for Fenrir so he could relax a bit more. “I wonder what that nargacuga eats?” He said to himself as Narkku was sleeping as well. The scent of food then hit Narkku’s nose as well. Waking up, he gets the smell of cooking meat. It wasn’t like the meat back home but it was something. Looking at the rising sun, Narkku realized that he should have been back by now but with that Astalos still out there, it was more safe to say that these two still needed help. The nargacuga knew that if he leaves now, he’d lose that trust he worked so hard to earn. “It’s morning already? i kind of wish my friends was here with me, we loved watching sunrises.” He said as he watched the sunrise. The smell of cooking meat then got strong enough to interest Narkku.

However, deep in the woods, the Boltreaver began to become more troublesome and terrorizing every creature in the Verdant Hills woods. “HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! RUN FAST AS YOU CAN!! I’LL FEAST ON YOU ALL!! HAHAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Eventually,Fenrir very slowly opened his eyes and woke up to Haboda cooking something. Not saying a word,he lyed back down to let his leg rest more. Yet his eyes remained opened. He took at glance at the outside of his den…his ears didn’t seem to pick up any sound… almost as quiet as death… and that time in the citadel where another Lunagaron was afflicted before the Archdemon of the Abyss made its presence known…

The Lunagaron was getting a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to leave the Verdant Hills without a fight… and a bloody one as well… still,the fanged wyvern kept his claws ready at a moment’s notice…

As the meat was done cooking, Haboda pulls it off the spit and lets it cool a bit so it isn’t to hot to eat. Though this wasn’t for him. Haboda figured that Fenrir was hungry so he waited for the meat to reach the right temperature. The veggies that was also cooking was common food. There was also some meat with it so it was balanced out. He had no eggs though so he had to do with what he had. “I hope Fenrir recovers soon. That astalos sounds really angry and mean. I can’t imagine what would happen if it caused trouble for other wyverns.” Haboda looks at Narkku wondering how he is able to talk with him? Did a human teach him? A wyverian? it’s a mystery but maybe asking him later would be helpful. The kid turns to see Fenrir awake. “You feeling any better Fenrir?” Haboda asks. Hopefully the medicine at least did some healing for him.

Narkku resumed keeping watch though hunger was setting in. Pulling a small meal that was prepared for him by his rider, Narkku began eating it. The taste was just as good as ever and it gave him the strength to carry out for most of the day. Even then, the eerie silence had got his attention. Something was off about this. There hasn’t been a hunter party yet and none has came in this direction at all.

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Fenrir shifted his gaze towards Haboda. “The pain has eased up. However… it’s as quiet as death outside. Stay on your guard.” the Lunagaron replied. The silence at this point was getting unnerving…but Fenrir remained completely unfazed having already been used to traveling alone…

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

Haboda pulls his sword out to sharpen it. Since he wasn’t going to leave Fenrir all alone and who knows what the ruins will have for monsters that lurk beneath. He did hear from hunters from Kokoto that a Khezu had recently been sighted but it was out of its normal habitat. That wasn’t as concerning as the Boltreaver Astalos that they’re currently dealing with. As Haboda continued to sharpen his sword, he noticed that Narkku hadn’t come closer. Was he really keeping watch? Who could have trained a young nargacuga to do something like this and the fact it was able to speak human language was more surprising still. He did notice that the scarf on the nargacuga had the guild’s emblem on it, so that would only mean that he has a link to hunters and riders. Yet, Haboda felt a sense of calmness, a sense of trust.

Narkku laid down but kept watch for any signs of danger. Each second that passed by, the nargacuga had thought about home again. He really missed being back home in Hakum Village but a task is a task and Narkku wasn’t going to come back empty clawed. Though if anything, maybe he can get something out of this as well before going home.

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As Fenrir continued sleeping,he still didn’t feel like he could remain in the Verdant Hills any longer. Before getting into his fight with the Boltreaver Astalos,the lunagaron could have sworn he’s seen some qurio fluttering around… even killing some that flew too close to him. The fanged wyvern still kept his claws ready at a moments notice…

Haboda yawns and puts his sword away. It was sharp enough and feeling tired from all of this, he laid next to Fenrir making sure he didn’t bump into his leg. As long as Narkku was keeping watch, it would be okay for him to take a little nap. Closing his eyes, Haboda was at rest and was comfortable.

Narrku looked around watching for anything suspicious that might be a danger to them. So far, nothing. It was to quiet, like something bad was brewing.

The Boltreaver then roars out in the distance as qurio had latched themselves onto him. They found a host to use for madness. However the astalos allowed himself to be consumed by it. "Yes, YES!!! I'LL HEHEHE I'LL MAKE THE LUNAGARON PAY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hours later…

The sun was beginning to rise and it’s bright rays shined into Fenrir’s den. He remained sleeping as he hasn’t yet fully recovered from his leg injury. That is until his nose started twitching… he caught the scent of something cooking… just what is the Lunagaron smelling?

Haboda was cooking up some meat and some veggies. The veggies was mainly for him with some of the meat. Knowing that Fenrir usually hunted his own food, he thought about hunting for Fenrir so he could relax a bit more. “I wonder what that nargacuga eats?” He said to himself as Narkku was sleeping as well. The scent of food then hit Narkku’s nose as well. Waking up, he gets the smell of cooking meat. It wasn’t like the meat back home but it was something. Looking at the rising sun, Narkku realized that he should have been back by now but with that Astalos still out there, it was more safe to say that these two still needed help. The nargacuga knew that if he leaves now, he’d lose that trust he worked so hard to earn. “It’s morning already? i kind of wish my friends was here with me, we loved watching sunrises.” He said as he watched the sunrise. The smell of cooking meat then got strong enough to interest Narkku.

However, deep in the woods, the Boltreaver began to become more troublesome and terrorizing every creature in the Verdant Hills woods. “HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! RUN FAST AS YOU CAN!! I’LL FEAST ON YOU ALL!! HAHAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Eventually,Fenrir very slowly opened his eyes and woke up to Haboda cooking something. Not saying a word,he lyed back down to let his leg rest more. Yet his eyes remained opened. He took at glance at the outside of his den…his ears didn’t seem to pick up any sound… almost as quiet as death… and that time in the citadel where another Lunagaron was afflicted before the Archdemon of the Abyss made its presence known…

The Lunagaron was getting a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to leave the Verdant Hills without a fight… and a bloody one as well… still,the fanged wyvern kept his claws ready at a moment’s notice…

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

Haboda pulls his sword out to sharpen it. Since he wasn’t going to leave Fenrir all alone and who knows what the ruins will have for monsters that lurk beneath. He did hear from hunters from Kokoto that a Khezu had recently been sighted but it was out of its normal habitat. That wasn’t as concerning as the Boltreaver Astalos that they’re currently dealing with. As Haboda continued to sharpen his sword, he noticed that Narkku hadn’t come closer. Was he really keeping watch? Who could have trained a young nargacuga to do something like this and the fact it was able to speak human language was more surprising still. He did notice that the scarf on the nargacuga had the guild’s emblem on it, so that would only mean that he has a link to hunters and riders. Yet, Haboda felt a sense of calmness, a sense of trust.

Narkku laid down but kept watch for any signs of danger. Each second that passed by, the nargacuga had thought about home again. He really missed being back home in Hakum Village but a task is a task and Narkku wasn’t going to come back empty clawed. Though if anything, maybe he can get something out of this as well before going home.

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As Fenrir continued sleeping,he still didn’t feel like he could remain in the Verdant Hills any longer. Before getting into his fight with the Boltreaver Astalos,the lunagaron could have sworn he’s seen some qurio fluttering around… even killing some that flew too close to him. The fanged wyvern still kept his claws ready at a moments notice…

Haboda yawns and puts his sword away. It was sharp enough and feeling tired from all of this, he laid next to Fenrir making sure he didn’t bump into his leg. As long as Narkku was keeping watch, it would be okay for him to take a little nap. Closing his eyes, Haboda was at rest and was comfortable.

Narrku looked around watching for anything suspicious that might be a danger to them. So far, nothing. It was to quiet, like something bad was brewing.

The Boltreaver then roars out in the distance as qurio had latched themselves onto him. They found a host to use for madness. However the astalos allowed himself to be consumed by it. "Yes, YES!!! I'LL HEHEHE I'LL MAKE THE LUNAGARON PAY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hours later…

The sun was beginning to rise and it’s bright rays shined into Fenrir’s den. He remained sleeping as he hasn’t yet fully recovered from his leg injury. That is until his nose started twitching… he caught the scent of something cooking… just what is the Lunagaron smelling?

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

Haboda pulls his sword out to sharpen it. Since he wasn’t going to leave Fenrir all alone and who knows what the ruins will have for monsters that lurk beneath. He did hear from hunters from Kokoto that a Khezu had recently been sighted but it was out of its normal habitat. That wasn’t as concerning as the Boltreaver Astalos that they’re currently dealing with. As Haboda continued to sharpen his sword, he noticed that Narkku hadn’t come closer. Was he really keeping watch? Who could have trained a young nargacuga to do something like this and the fact it was able to speak human language was more surprising still. He did notice that the scarf on the nargacuga had the guild’s emblem on it, so that would only mean that he has a link to hunters and riders. Yet, Haboda felt a sense of calmness, a sense of trust.

Narkku laid down but kept watch for any signs of danger. Each second that passed by, the nargacuga had thought about home again. He really missed being back home in Hakum Village but a task is a task and Narkku wasn’t going to come back empty clawed. Though if anything, maybe he can get something out of this as well before going home.

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As Fenrir continued sleeping,he still didn’t feel like he could remain in the Verdant Hills any longer. Before getting into his fight with the Boltreaver Astalos,the lunagaron could have sworn he’s seen some qurio fluttering around… even killing some that flew too close to him. The fanged wyvern still kept his claws ready at a moments notice… and yet somehow,given the current circumstances… Fenrir feels like he won’t be able to leave the Verdant Hills without a fight… and a bloody one at that… as for his leg injury… well,only Haboda would know since Fenrir is sleeping at the moment. The Lunagaron’s main concern was leaving the Verdant Hills as soon as his leg is healed and as quickly as possible.

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

Haboda watched Fenrir drink it and hoped that it would heal his injury. Though the only issue was it will make Fenrir tired so when he falls asleep, Haboda will stay close to him. “Fenrir, I’ll keep you safe while you rest.” With a warm smile, he makes sure Fenrir isn’t disturbed. Keeping the mask lifted for the time being, he looks at the nargacuga wondering if he has a family. Seeing Fenrir finished with the healing potion, Haboda moved the helm away so that way if Fenrir fell asleep there, he wouldn’t land on it. Though this might also be the time to take a nap as well.

Narkku kept watch so that way nothing would get close without him noticing. “I wonder how everyone back home is?” The Nargacuga said to himself as he felt rather lonely without his friends, Angel and Winter. He hated to admit it, he was homesick. These two was not like those back in the village. They had a different purpose and the kid wasn’t a rider nor was he a hunter. It was something different, maybe both the kid and the lunagaron has a different path that no human or wyverian could explain. Regardless it was not something he knew, Lao, maybe but not him.

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Fenrir finished drinking up the entire healing potion. although he did start to warm up to Narkku’s presence… somewhat. Eventually,The Lunagaron yawned and felt his eyelids get increasingly heavier. No doubt it’s from the sleep herb that’s been used as an ingredient. The fanged wyvern curled around himself,sharpened his claws…and went to sleep. Slowly,The Lunagaron felt his leg very slowly recover in his sleep. The pain of Fenrir’s injury seemed to gradually ease up… even when sleeping,he never let his guard down. His ears were still pinned back and still had his claws ready.

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

Haboda nods and hugs Fenrir before he pulls his sword out to fight against the Boltreaver. He wasn’t going to let it attack Fenrir. Soon he heard footsteps from behind, it was coming from the outside. Putting it together, the Boltreaver must have walked around to the back. After that, silence came. Then a booming voice came out. “COME OUT LUNAGARON! SHOW YOURSELF! WHERE ARE YOU HIDING AT?!” Narkku knew if he made noise, it would give their position away. A roar comes from the Boltreaver as its frustration grew. It wanted revenge badly and it was in no mood to be reasoned with. Haboda kept a tight grip on his sword in case it came to the front and fought them but luck was on their side as the Boltreaver Astalos moved on and away from the den. Narkku moved to take a peek seeing it moving on deeper into the Verdant Hills. “Is it gone?” Haboda asks. Narkku nods and they was safe again. Putting his sword back into the sheath and breathing a sigh of relief, Haboda then sees this as a chance to get the potion made to help Fenrir. Taking the ingredients out of the pouch, he grabbed the mortar and pestle he got from Drakkul to grind up the ingredients. All he needed was something to brew the ingredients. Looking around the den, he seen many stones but then he seen something that was not a stone but metallic and bowl shaped. Yes, that was it. Going over to the bowl shaped object, he noticed it was part of a helm but it didn’t matter, it was sturdy enough to hold liquid in. Running back over, he placed it with the other ingredients and started gathering what he could to make a fire to heat the things up.

Narkku comes over and looks at Fenrir. He could see there’s a bit of mistrust towards him from the lunagaron but he wasn’t going to try to push him to trust him. He walks over to Haboda and sees him making something. It wasn’t something he was aware of that exists and no hunter or rider knew of it. A sleep herb grounded up as an ingredient? This was new to Narkku. “What kind of thing would a sleep herb make?” He asks. Haboda then responds. “An ancient healing potion for wyverns. Drakkul showed me what I need and this might be the only chance to make it before that Astalos comes back.” With each ingredient now crushed and made into a powder, he put it in the helm and used a bit of honey for a fluid. Everything came together and with the medicine brewed, he used some stones to carefully lift the helm from the fire to set down to let it cool down enough for Fenrir to take.

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Fenrir watched Haboda lift the helm out of the fire. But…the use of sleep herb… what kind of healing potion uses sleep herbs as an ingredient? The Lunagaron has only seen hunters using potions and mega potions made from herbs and honey so this is entirely new to him. But if this’ll help him recover…then the fanged wyvern will take what he can get. Fenrir then waited for a moment for this medicine to cool down. Eventually,the medicine cooled down enough and the Lunagaron approached the helm… he sniffed it curiously and started drinking up the healing potion

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

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Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

With Narkku watching for the Astalos and seeing green sparks blasting out of where ever the Astalos attacked, he knew that confrontation was possible if they was spotted. Turning his head, he was watching Fenrir trying to get up from the ground. His injury was taking a lot out of him. Though human medicine made for both human, wyverian and monstie was useful, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to make the Lunagaron angry by giving him something he doesn’t want. Haboda did what he could to help Fenrir up and made sure he didn’t strain his injury too much. “I won’t let the Astalos get close to you. Once we’re safe again, I’ll make something that Drakkul shown me in case there was an injured wyvern.” He had most of the materials from Kokoto Village, he just needed one last thing which was a place to make a camp fire and a stone is able to hold liquid in. But as long as that Astalos was around, it would be hard to make such medicine.

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As much as Fenrir hated humans,riders and wyverians,he saw no other choice…as much as he hates it. He got back down believing it would be best if he didn’t strain his injury any further than it already was… The Lunagaron looked at Haboda…then shifted his gaze to Narkku… then,the fanged wyvern layed back down… “…Do what you must…” The Lunagaron said to both Haboda and Narkku…

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aesthetic themed ask list

flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?

fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?

old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know?

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?

11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them.

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?

fin.

hikariyuushi asked:

Headcanon: Fenrir has mixed feelings about the Malzeno species.

It really depends on which ones you’re referring to

Primordial Malzeno,Fenrir tolerates at best. The Lunagaron honestly is so emotionally damaged,he just wants to be left alone

Regular Malzeno on the other hand,Fenrir really isn’t too fond. He doesn’t hate the elder dragon itself,but he despises the Qurio that swarm around it

#headcanon accepted

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Bonus: If I like them I may make them canon for my muse

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world

Haboda sits next to Fenrir having some herbs ready to replace the ones he bandaged on Fenrir’s leg earlier. The swelling is still quite noticeable but not as severe as it was earlier. Taking the bandage off, he pulls the old herbs off of the bandage to switch them with the fresh ones. Putting the bandage back on Fenrir, he nods to Fenrir that he’s ready in case the Astalos comes charging. He looks at Narkku who seems to be on the lookout just outside of the entrance. Oddly, he’s smaller than a normal Nargacuga but then he realized one thing, the voice was not of an adult which means this was a cub. How Narkku was able to survive this long was a mystery, what was certain was that he knew how to fight. Regardless, it was none of Haboda’s business. Pulling his bag over closer to him, Haboda pulls out a very old book. It was filled with sword techniques and a drawings of how to perform them. One of them was pretty easy to perform but most of them was advanced and hopefully when things was not in a situation like this, maybe Fenrir would let him practice them under his watchful eye.

Meanwhile Narkku looked over to the direction of Kokoto Village. Everything looked like it was normal but the fire coming from the village was a different story. It was likely that the village was more focused on dealing with the Astalos. However when he looked over, green glow of the boltreaver was moving closer towards the village. The nargacuga leaves the den to get a closer look but not even going fifty yards from the den, the sounds of the boltreaver and screaming of the hunters had mixed. What was being heard though was agony. Looking a bit more the glow was beginning to head towards them. Narkku had to tell Fenrir and Haboda. Running back, Narkku slides back into the den. “The Astalos is coming!” He said as his heart was beating fast. It was more than a rage, it was as feared. A full rampage was underway and it was out for blood.

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Fenrir’s eyes narrowed at Narkku’s alarm. If what the young nargacuga is saying is true… “Then we must leave. Quickly.” The Lunagaron said in response as he tried to get up and leave his den. His limbs were shaking out of exhaustion and from pain of his broken leg. Then,the fanged wyvern collapsed onto the ground. Fenrir in his current condition was definitely vulnerable to an attack from the Astalos if he doesn’t leave to another one of his dens before the flying wyvern arrives… but he would not let a broken leg stop him,and so he tried getting back up to leave his den. And if that Astalos really didn’t take the hint the first time… the lunagaron will see to it that flying wyvern doesn’t live to see the end of this day… but collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion after walking here and fighting against the boltreaver Astalos earlier before his leg got broken. But he would not let his injury prevent him from ripping the Astalos to shreds so it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not willing to give up just yet,Fenrir tried to get up once again from the ground.

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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.

Haboda was in the village not saying a word to any person or wyverian as what little money he had left was for supplies. Not too many people paid much attention to him as it was. Though he heard one of the local hunters talking about a Boltreaver Astalos. Fenrir could handle that one with his eyes closed. Getting the supplies, he started heading back to regrouping with Fenrir. What does a Boltreaver Astalos look like? He didn’t see a single one back in the past nor would he know for sure. “Phew, Thankfully nobody talked to me. I better go regroup with Fenrir before we go to the ruins.” Haboda said to himself as he walks into the woods.

Everything was going fine until he heard something whimpering. It sounded familiar. Soon he seen Fenrir laying there resting. Seeing his leg swelled up, Haboda rushed over and set the supplies down to check on Fenrir. “Fenrir, what happened?!” He asked as he was close to Fenrir’s head to hear him if he was in pain. If Fenrir was in a lot of pain, there was still no trusting other humans to help get the pain to go away. Haboda would have to rely on foraging for medical plants and what Fenrir knows of them.

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The pain his broken leg was causing him was too much to bear as Fenrir continued whimpering. Hearing Haboda call out his name,his ears twitched and he almost immediately woke up and his tail began to wag wildly. He tried to get back up only to immediately collapse onto the ground again. Regardless of the pain,he still tried to tough out the pain “Leg broken… Underestimated… Boltreaver…” the lunagaron was able to word out for Haboda and hopefully piece it together.

Upon hearing what Fenrir said, Haboda pieced together what he was saying. “Broken leg.... Oh no.” What to do at this point? Nothing he got would help a broken leg. And if the Boltreaver is still alive then chances are it is already tracking him down. They need to hide somewhere safe and away from human or wyverian eyes if the village sends out hunters to deal with the Boltreaver. Haboda grabs ahold of a cloth from his pouch and knowing it was only for wrapping up wounds, maybe he could use it to help Fenrir.

Meanwhile....

Narkku, a Nargacuga whelp was traveling alone in the Verdant hills for something to take back home with him. “No, that’s no good. we got to many of those. Huh, nothing.” It seems there wasn’t much for taking home at all. For now, he’d just have to go to the village and get just a plain old potion. However a roar caught his attention. The Nargacuga ran in the direction of the roar to see a furious boltreaver and he could hear it’s anger clear as day. “I’ll kill him! I’ll kill that Lunagaron for this! I’ll shred him limb from limb to sate my vengeance.” Narkku then backed away and got away before the Astalos could notice.

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“Great. Just fucking great… I’ve got a broken leg,I’m still recovering from that fight with that Astalos and now it probably has a bone to pick with me… fan-fu-” Fenrir let out a pained yelp as the pain of his broken leg intensified,interrupting his thought and began whining. If that deviant does have a bone to pick with him,he will kill the flying wyvern to guarantee it doesn’t become a problem in the future. Not to mention there’s still those ruins Haboda wants to explore.

The Fanged Wyvern needed at least SOMETHING to help him recover from his broken leg but at the same time… he didn’t want humans going anywhere near him. The Lunagaron might not even have a choice given his current circumstances… “We’ll need to find somewhere to hide. If that boltreaver is still alive,no doubt it will seek me out. Knew I should’ve killed it when I had the chance.” Fenrir said with a whine peeking through his words while gnashing his teeth and eyes shut tightly from pain

Haboda grabbed some herbs, and ground them up the best he could using two stones. He had hoped that this would at least ease some of the pain Fenrir is feeling but as for splinting the leg, he wasn’t sure what to do other than finding a doctor who knew about monster anatomy. It didn’t stop Haboda from trying. With the herbs on the bandage, he placed the bandage on Fenrir’s injured leg and didn’t put the bandage too tight but tight enough to keep a hold onto it. “Is there a cave we can stay in?” Most caves was iffy due to the occasional velociprey but its not unheard of for a Yian Kut-ku to shelter in for safety from the more dangerous monsters.

Narkku had been running for some time until he was far enough away to take a breather. “That Astalos sounds really angry and I’m not sure if anyone is safe from it if it goes on a rampage.” The young Nargacuga said not knowing that he was heading right in the direction of the human and lunagaron.

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As Haboda placed the herbs onto Fenrir’s injured leg,the fanged wyvern felt a very short sting of pain of his broken leg from being touched which then began to slowly ease up. He opened his eyes and ceased to gnashing his teeth. As much as the rough surface of the bandage against his scales irritated him,he knew he had to deal with the feeling for a while. When Haboda asked Fenrir about any caves to take shelter for a while,the Lunagaron remembered about one of his dens in the verdant hills just nearby from Kokoto village. “One of my dens. Haboda,there’s one nearby. If we go now,I should have time to recover before that Astalos finds me while I’m injured.” Fenrir said to Haboda while slowly getting up and back on his shaking paws while suppressing the urge to howl out in pain as howling would most certainly alert the village of his presence and give away his location to the Boltreaver Astalos as well as not moving his bandaged leg too much. Just before he got up,Fenrir’s ears perked and nose twitched and he sniffed the air… he caught another monsters scent and it’s approaching rapidly. Already getting his guard up,the Lunagaron layed back down,ears pinned back,bared his fangs,readied his claws and began growling loudly out of aggression. “I smell something coming. Ready yourself,Haboda.” The fanged wyvern growled

Haboda puts his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw in a moments notice should he have to defend himself and Fenrir. Hearing rustling through the bushes and grass, the boy anticipated that it was a smaller monster like a velociprey but what popped out was something entirely different. A young nargacuga, not even close to a teenager runs out and stops in front of them panting as if he was winded. Haboda kept his hand on the hilt but was hesitant. Something about this Nargacuga was telling him that it was friendly. However he heard another roar from a distance. It didn’t sound friendly at all. “Fenrir, is that roar a...?” The Nargacuga then spoke. “A Boltreaver Astalos. He’s wanting revenge on a Lunagaron.” This wasn’t the time for introductions, they need to get out of sight and out of danger until the coast was clear. “We better hide for now. I can’t fight it on my own.” Narkku said as he trained his eyes in the direction of the Boltreaver’s roar.

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Fenrir’s ears perked at the sound of an Astalos’s roar echoing in the distance and after hearing the flying wyvern before him mention the boltreaver astalos wanting revenge on a lunagaron there was no doubt… The Astalos wants to finish off Fenrir but that wasn’t important at the current moment. He smelled another scent coming off the young Nargacuga. A scent he absolutely despises more than anything… the scent of humans… and riders no less. Yet despite that,the fanged wyvern knew it was better not to make enemies… not while he’s injured. “No doubt that Astalos plans to hunt me down and finish me off. I thought it died from the wounds I inflicted. One of my dens. There’s one not too far from here.” The Lunagaron said while slowly getting back onto his shaking paws and trying not to apply too much weight to his broken leg although he slightly tensed up at the scent of humans coming from Narkku but the fanged wyvern chose not to say anything about it and keep it to himself. “We’ll need to get going before that Astalos finds me like this… Haboda,follow.” Fenrir called out to Haboda while slowly limping from his broken leg towards one of his nearby dens. While he knew he needed to find shelter before the Astalos finds him,he also wanted to get as far way from kokoto village as possible out of the Lunagaron’s hate for humans,wyverians and riders… and he certainly did not let his guard down at all. Not one even a little…not even for one femtosecond.

Haboda follows Fenrir and Narkku keeps his eyes and ears peeled for any threat. “Why are you helping us? You’re human owned and we don’t even know you.” He asks Narkku. There wasn’t anything reason for Narkku to help them, it was how he was. “Its how I am, I never had a reason not to help others in need. All I know is that to show trust, you have to give trust in return." The nargacuga said as he kept close in case an attack happened. If he had to return a favor, he'd tell the hunters that the two went somewhere else to keep them from giving chase when that time comes. Haboda doesn't say anything else to Narkku but he didn't know what to think of him as of yet.

The Astalos screeches out with rage as he begins his pursuit of Fenrir. "I shall make the lunagaron pay! HE WILL PAY!!!"

As Fenrir continued leading Haboda and Narkku towards one of his nearby dens while also keeping an ear and nose out for that Astalos,he was still a bit tense… not at Haboda,mind you… but the stench of humans coming off Narkku… a significant portion of the lunagaron is disgusted that some monsters even serve humans… he always heard rumors but never actually believed them to be true… the fanged wyvern would literally rather die than ever pledge his loyalty to humans and wyverians. That night… I’m the Citadel… during a full-moon… what happened to his mate and unborn pups… he never forgave… and he never forgot… then his ears perked at the sound of something screeching in the distance… “We’ll need to hurry. The hunt has begun…” Fenrir warned with a stern tone in his voice.

Sometime later,they arrive at a cave entrance in the verdant hills not too far from Kokoto Village. They have reached one of Fenrir’s many dens he made across the world. “We’re here... The Astalos might forget about me and move on… if not… be ready for a fight,Haboda.” Fenrir said,not wasting a moment and walked into his den. Upon reaching the back of the cave,the Lunagaron curled around himself,layed down,let out his broken leg and glared out into the outside world still a little tense… he still didn’t let his guard down and he still had his claws readied… the scent of humans coming from Narkku was definitely a sign that he could not be trusted. Fenrir’s mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts… and he remained almost dead quiet the entire time he’s lying down and glaring out into the world