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| Eater of the Dead | |
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| Type | Sky-Beast |
| Location | The Blue Kingdom |
Description[]
Eater of the Dead is a type of Sky-Beast found in the Blue Kingdom. Eaters are aggressive and will start chasing ships on sight. When they attack, they open their jaw for 1 second before charging forward, munching their way to their target, dealing (?) Hull damage on contact. The side-thrusters can be used to dodge them or persuade them to crash into the terrain.
An Eater of the Dead, Defeated[]
| An Eater of the Dead, Defeated | |
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| Category | Story Event |
| Type | Story |
| Data ID | 306447 |
A rancid horror, with the elongated muzzle of a crocodile and the plumage of a peacock corpse conjoined by a knot of bloated hippopotamus with many, many mournful eyes. The bane of the trespasser and the devourer of the dead. The powers of the Blue Kingdom tolerate them because they thin out the ranks of the unwanted dead.
Interactions
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| Extract its meat
There is an abundance of flesh available.
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A grim harvest
With careful application of your cannery, you prise off the most succulent slabs of meat. Your crew shuttle them back to your engine.
Now that the beast's bones are exposed, you can see that they are scored with Correspondence. The sigils are fractured; many of its still-pulsing internal organs are twisted and deliquescent. This doesn't look like damage from your weapons: was it made to be thus?
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| Search its maw
Its jaw gapes, exposing waterfalls of noxious drool. It may have eaten something valuable; you'll have to climb in to find out.
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Failed event | Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
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| The meals of the Devourer
A couple of your crew hold the line of your sky-suit as you plunge in. Even through your helmet, the smell is like a morgue full of gassy cadavers.
Fishing within the rotting gums, you uncover mottled scraps of hair, splinters of doomed engines, and pools of liquefying flesh. There are a few undigested valuables amidst the gore.
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| A taste for spirifer
Three stokers hold the line of your sky-suit as you plunge in. The smell is abhorrent, drawing your gaze to the rotting church-steeples of its teeth.
Between the sharp spindles of the teeth, you find the remnant of the Eater's recent meals. Nestled, unchewed, between two black molars you pry out a number of souls.
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| Claim a trophy
There are very few living who can say they've slain an Eater of the Dead.
Game note: This will give Experience or Reduce Terror. |
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| Triumph
You go out with bonesaw and malice, and return with a clutch of bloody feathers, brilliant as the dawn, and an oozing eyeball, black as an opal and large as a boiler.
A chorus of ragged cheers goes up. You have triumphed over something terrible and now dead.
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| A little night work
Your crew are very taken with the idea, until it comes to the practicalities.
Inevitably, you find yourself out, alone, on the oozing back of the beast, bone saw in hand. Where to begin? A jagged yellow-black fang? An eye, opal-black and sad as a child's? Or, a clutch of feathers, luminous and bright? You return to your engine to a chorus of cheers, a brace of bloody trophies in your hand.
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