The Nomad’s Stone towered above Lycia as she lifted her head to attempt to see the tip. Insane how that big of a rock found itself jutting out of the middle of a vast plain. Regardless, it was that mystical quality that had drawn her here to begin with. The nomadic tribes used this place as a center of worship, so the potential for lingering spirits was high. Though, it seemed like there was a distinct lack of spiritual energy pervading the area. As though a sponge had absorbed it, and blotted out it’s evidence in the stone circle.



Lycia called out into the clear night sky, a prayer hoping to summon whatever it was that lingered at the periphery of vision. Though, it wasn’t long before her prayers were answered. A ghastly howl rang out from her dog Butterscotch, normally indicative of some things presence. Though, looking around to the surrounding plains, nothing could be seen. Literally nothing, in one case, as a blank stretch of sky yawned above her.


-Creature Quest-



You must complete a topic with at least one other person (they can roleplay the creature if they want) where you must track down, calm, and capture the creature. You can fight it, or trap it, or trick it, you just have to weaken it enough to capture it. Each person in the thread must post at least 4 times with each post being at least 150 words long. Once the quest is over, the creature is yours.

A Cockatrice reflavoured to be a big, pitch black, spirit hound
Base Abilities: Flight, Claws

Enhanced Ability: Immunity to Elemental Damage

…and then something shifts just out of sight, just at the edge of Lycia’s vision, where only motion can be seen…something massive moves, and then is still again…there’s a heavy thud, akin to something enormous being lifted up and dropped to the earth below…a sound akin to a whine or a whimper, as though something’s straining…as though something’s hurt…

…as Lycia approaches, a distortion slowly builds in the air, as though something’s trying to push through…to get to this new intruder…or to get out…and that sound, that echoing, resonant whimper just gets louder…before slowly transitioning to a growl as the distortion recedes, as though whatever creature was causing it has backed away…

…and then she’s crossed over some sort of threshold, because now she can see the beast, the massive, quivering hound of abyssal black, its lambent eyes bearing no detail, and yet she can feel its fearful stare as it backs up further…before yelping in pain and jolting forward as its tail comes into contact with the central stone…

This was no ordinary spirit, at least, from what she was familiar with. The foreboding presence of aggression and fear spoke to her certainly intruding on it’s space. The creature yelps, jumping forward, which sends Lycia sprawling on her back in turn. Quickly scattering backwards, giving the abyssal entity it’s space, she braves an interaction.



Quietly, soothing, her voice speaks to the darkness before her. “E-easy, It’s okay, I…I wont hurt you” She whispers, slowly bringing an open hand out in front of her. The entity surely seemed just as scared as she was, though for what reason could be anyone’s guess. A single swipe of abyssal claws could erase her from existence, but there was a chance for peace, at least, she hoped.



“S-spirit of the night… what pains you so? I can try to help… maybe” She says, unsure of what could even been done. It seemed the nomad stone in the center of the area affected it negatively. If that were the case, was something stopping it from leaving?