Deer Country Network

[Ordinarily, Nox was someone who liked to keep his findings to himself unless anyone cared to ask, but he did make exceptions when the findings were something that could potentially benefit the group as a whole. So, given that the subject of his current study was something of a threat to every living thing in Trench, Nox thought it best to at least share some of his preliminary findings as he made them. Mostly because he wasn't sure if there was anyone else who safely could do the sort of things he was doing or who was crazy enough to try, though he did make sure to include an image for reference.

Specifically, he included an image of him standing dangerously close to a certain massive serpent-like creature with a habit of spitting massive jets of flame at anything that moved. Something it had been in the middle of doing, just not at Nox. Precisely what it had been aiming at wasn't clear but, if how relaxed Nox appeared was any indication, it could at least be assumed its target wasn't a person. And while the image wasn't enough to get a perfect sense of scale--even he couldn't tolerate standing right next to the damn thing for more than a few seconds--even standing a few meters away still made one thing clear: It was big.]

I've yet to identify what exactly this thing is, but it's distinctly unfriendly. I thought it might be wise to compare notes in the event anyone else was studying the creature. Including some examples of what doesn't work against it.

( Observations thus far: )

[ooc note: Nox's observations are limited to things he can reasonably observe and deduce on his own and over the course of a limited timeframe, so by no means should anyone feel constrained or limited by anything he's said so far. Any character coming across this who then wants to confirm if he's completely out of his mind can also find him continuing these observations in the corresponding prompt in the open event log.]

[The video starts off with Maul smiling which everyone who has been in Trench for more than a few months will realize is never a good sign. Fortunately, he's not here to terrorize everyone, just be a troll and gadfly to his mate.]

Hello everyone. Since I'm sure he'd never tell you himself, I'm here to inform you that Reaper has just turned sixty. That's right, he's officially OLD. There's nothing for him but going downhill now, becoming more decrepit and decaying and plodding along until he just drops dead one day or I mercifully smother him with a pillow. [He's still got that wicked grin on his face but he's managed not to laugh so far.] I suggest you all send him birthday wishes, preferably from a safe distance away or over the Omni since otherwise there is a very good chance he'll try to blow a hole through you with one of his shotguns.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go stay one step ahead of him so he can't find me and do the same. [He can't contain himself any longer and there's a cackle of delight as he turns the video off.]

[For the most part, Nox had been far too occupied to bother addressing the network, but given even he'd noticed things getting a little too confrontational for his liking--especially in the wilds--he thought it prudent to make at least some sort of announcement. He hadn't arrived alone after all, and the last thing he needed was for some overzealous hunter to go and get themselves torn limb from limb in a way he'd be blamed for.]

For those who do not know me, I am Darth Nox.

A certain companion of mine has apparently arrived on this world alongside me and, unfortunately, there is a non-zero chance she could be mistaken for a corrupted beast by anyone who encounters her while she's exploring her new surroundings. Given the nature of this place, I thought it best to ensure she would be recognized before anyone does something foolish.

Jen'Taral!

[Considering the nature of the creature that bounded up to him once called, it wouldn't be hard to see exactly why Nox was convinced this particular nexu could spark a misunderstanding. In addition to being large enough to comfortably carry one to two people--and by extension, large enough to quite easily rip them apart--she already looked corrupted. With eyes burning like embers, darkened fur, and several obvious patches of burned and necrotized flesh it would have been a fairly easy mistake to make.

Since Nox did not expect his companion to understand the specific reason he'd called her, or even to sit still for long, he made sure to toss a large fish her way as an incentive to linger around a bit longer. An incentive that was very, very enthusiastically torn apart before eating, which also had the benefit of serving as an excellent demonstration of just what sort of damage the creature's massive jaws were capable of. Even though she was fully capable of swallowing most things whole, she evidently preferred to play with her food by tearing it into smaller morsels for no other reason than her own enjoyment.]

Jen'taral is hardly docile, but in her current state she's been trained well enough that she will not pose an immediate threat to anyone she may come across even if I'm not present to rein her in. Given the sort of conditioning prized by her previous "caretakers," it took considerable effort for her behavior to even progress that far.

So I hope I don't need to explain why giving her any reason to reconsider whether or not you qualify as an acceptable meal would be a bad idea.