Post by ~*Gamma*~ on Jul 4, 2013 17:15:49 GMT 1
A young dirbnoil sank her claws into the bark of the palm, scurrying up it's bark in pursuit of an insect. She poked her head out of the canopy, and fixated on the beetle perched on a leaf before her. Quietly, she crept forward, ears alert.
Suddenly, a loud, deep bellow shook the forest, and the beetle took flight. The female clung to the bark of the palm, unsure of what was happening.
The trees swayed as if a great wind had shaken them, and relaxed. The sound had stopped. The dirbnoil perked her ears, and slowly rose from the canopy. She scanned the terrain, and, finding nothing, turned to the ocean.
There she found her source. The dreaded enemy of all life forms she had heard in legends floated not to far away. The horrid fright she thought was only in fairy tales was there. She had to tell the troop.
For she had seen ships in the water.
For centuries, the island of S'ryn has been protected from mankind by the forces of the Bermuda triangle. But how long will this protection last? Human technology is evolving every year, and many scientists are discovering the explanations for the mysteries hidden in the triangle's murky depths.
Because it was formed by a volcano, S'ryn has large quantities of oil, gold, and valuable minerals. And once people find out about it, there's nothing that will stop explorers and businesses from exploiting the island's recourses. Or is there?
The "or is there" part hints that there is a solution, that may add some action. I thought that perhaps Lokte and Dirbnoils, despite them being natural enemies, would be forced to work together to drive man out.
Neither side will like it, but the dirbnoils will be able to manage. But how will prey convince it's vain predator to work with them, and not against?
Suddenly, a loud, deep bellow shook the forest, and the beetle took flight. The female clung to the bark of the palm, unsure of what was happening.
The trees swayed as if a great wind had shaken them, and relaxed. The sound had stopped. The dirbnoil perked her ears, and slowly rose from the canopy. She scanned the terrain, and, finding nothing, turned to the ocean.
There she found her source. The dreaded enemy of all life forms she had heard in legends floated not to far away. The horrid fright she thought was only in fairy tales was there. She had to tell the troop.
For she had seen ships in the water.
For centuries, the island of S'ryn has been protected from mankind by the forces of the Bermuda triangle. But how long will this protection last? Human technology is evolving every year, and many scientists are discovering the explanations for the mysteries hidden in the triangle's murky depths.
Because it was formed by a volcano, S'ryn has large quantities of oil, gold, and valuable minerals. And once people find out about it, there's nothing that will stop explorers and businesses from exploiting the island's recourses. Or is there?
The "or is there" part hints that there is a solution, that may add some action. I thought that perhaps Lokte and Dirbnoils, despite them being natural enemies, would be forced to work together to drive man out.
Neither side will like it, but the dirbnoils will be able to manage. But how will prey convince it's vain predator to work with them, and not against?
