{"id":771,"date":"2001-04-13T17:55:37","date_gmt":"2001-04-14T00:55:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.puddleby.com\/lundar\/?p=771"},"modified":"2001-04-13T17:55:37","modified_gmt":"2001-04-14T00:55:37","slug":"elf-hunt-in-savannah","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/2001\/04\/elf-hunt-in-savannah\/","title":{"rendered":"ELF Hunt in Savannah"},"content":{"rendered":"

Day 224, Year 541 of the Ascendancy<\/font><\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n


\nToday I had the opportunity to hunt with my clan mates in the Savanah,
\nwhich ended up turning into a massacre. It all started when I met my
\nclan mates Tonle and Firebird in town, and we decided to hunt in the
\nSavanah. We headed into the Marsh, and promptly got lost(a good bunch
\nof pathfinders we are). However, with the guidance of the wise
\nFirebird, we eventually made it into the Savanah. However, we were soon
\nfaced with another problem.<\/font><\/p>\n


\n<\/p>\n

\nOur party of three managed to make it into the
\nSavanah, but we were soon forced with another dillema. There were no
\ncats around. We wandered about for several sne’lls of the Savanah, but
\nall we saw were an occaisional rat or vermine. Just then, we sensed
\nthat Fleming was in the lands, and decided to invite him to join in on
\nour hunt. We decided to meet him in the Maha Den– bad move.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nAs it turned out, there were no Maha’s present in
\nthe cave of it’s namesake. What were present though, were vermine, and
\nthey attacked our party en masse<\/i>. I was quickly felled, of
\ncourse, but Firebird managed to escape, and Tonle suddenly found
\nhimself surrounded by thirty or so vermine. That was when Tonle threw
\non his cloak, donned his leather bracers, and began chopping and
\nkicking at the vermine with surprising agility. Slowly, the ranks of
\nthe vermine were depleted by the Zo’s powerful blows. As the number of
\nthe vermine grew manageable, Firebird returned with Fleming, to help
\nout with the remaining pests. The hunters Rylanter, Thalion, and
\nGrayGradi arrived also, and finished off the vermine. Finally, when I
\nwas back on my feet, we continued our hunt for Mahas.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nSuddenly, our luck with the Mahas began to change.
\nRylanter seemed to be a natural magnet for cats, and attracted many,
\nmany Savanah Mahas for us to hunt. We skillfully dispatched the Mahas,
\nand skinned the animals for their valuable furs, then continued the
\ncycle anew on more Mahas. Inebriated by our newfound success, we
\ndecided to move our hunt from the Savanah to the Southern Sand Dunes.
\nHowever, things began to fall apart as soon as we entered. Then the two
\nLarge Sand Wurms arrived.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nMost of our party was quickly felled, though a few
\nof us managed to escape. The few survivors made repeated attempts to
\nrescue us, but that ended up only adding to the number of corpses,
\nuntil only Fleming and Thalion were left standing. At this point, they
\ndecided that they should call for help. And help did arrive, but they
\ntoo soon found themselves feeding the scavenger birds and rats.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nSoon, more corpses littered the beach, and only
\nVeer and Fleming were left standing. However, as time passed, more and
\nmore rescuers arrived, and the tide began to turn. The new batch of
\nrescuers carefully entered the Dunes, and began to push the fallens to
\nsafety. Pretty soon, we were all resting on comfortable patches of
\ndirt, and receiving healing from the many present healers.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nWhen all of us were, we returned to the Dunes with
\nour new army of exiles. The LSWs didn’t stand a chance. Pretty soon,
\nthe entire Dunes area was cleared of critters, and we resumed our hunt
\nfor Mahas. And thus ended our adventure in the Savanah.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

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Day 224, Year 541 of the Ascendancy Today I had the opportunity to hunt with my clan mates in the Savanah, which ended up turning into a massacre. It all started when I met my clan mates Tonle and Firebird in town, and we decided to hunt in the Savanah. We headed into the Marsh, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/771"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=771"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/771\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=771"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=771"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=771"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}