#sertha

Tower above thee, with a crown of orange ice Come with me, out into the frigid sea

Polgand populations have consolidated on the small continent of Ar-kkjarr. Under the control of Southern Conferous. Living in coastal bogs, Polgand frequently venture out into the frigid sea to graze on flora peering over the waves. Sharp and dexterous fangs make quick work of puncturing and tearing fruit. The animal takes its time to dice up its chosen meal when back on shore. Often, they venture out and stick one fruit on each fang. Then rip and swallow when back on land. Always courting hypothermia despite antifreeze compounds located in the legs and body. Young are more susceptible to the cold and cannot venture out for long. After a harvest or when the animal has grown too cold, they retreat to hot springs located deeper into the bog. Opening up opportunities for ambush yet the need to chase away the cold outweighs the risks.

With a heavy stomp and attacks that stun and bludgeon, Polgand fear few things. Even when braving the sea. Leading to them showing minimal fear when faced with peril or even death. Instead, standing their ground and fighting off whatever pursues them if they cannot flee out into the sea.

Gallop oh Canter For larger beast it avoid banter Leap and Swim, venom oh granter!

Fauna from Arkhan, 3 stanza

The Palereach

"Go Forth Unto Where The Color Bleaches, There you will find the Palest of Reaches"

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The Palereach is a rather calmer biome in comparison to the mire surrounding the whole of it. Bleached of nearly all color, this is a chromatic forest of interesting regard. Whites, greys, blacks, and reds comprise the reach. One of mainly low hills and sparse woodland cut by rivers and ponds. While two mountains do rise in its higher reaches, the majority of the wildlife action happens below on the ground. The humidity of The Palereach is slightly lower than the Greymire surrounding. Condensing often into thick thick ground fog. Of which a hardwood flower, The Palebasket, takes advantage of.

The sparselands, the outer rim of the Palereach. Where the mire and the reach meet, is decorated with Atuulmach trees among sparse patches of Rielseg. And where the sparselands consolidate into the reach, the population of Rielseg boom. While not thick, and generally spread out. They fill in for the Atuulmach. And around the roots of Atuulmach grow the Reachred Fronds. Towering red plants to low shrub. And around the roots of the Rielseg, grow the Reach Blackpuff.

A Dual of Pale Head, Now come Be That Dread

Fauna from Arkhan, 2 stanza

True to its name, the hounds neck is unusually long. Supporting a flat head flanked by menacing mandibles. Each mildly venomous. Its four legs are frail yet hooked at their ends. The tail represents a false head. The hounds move alone when exploring or hunting, but will form small colonies higher up in rocky outcroppings. Where typically 3-20 will live. Their hooked claw upon each leg mildly supports their rock climbing endeavors. Though they are not the most graceful, they can reach safety well enough. If their colony is raided by predators, the hounds if numbered enough will swarm and mob the danger. 

Their long armored necks keeping their legs safe as they joust with their heads. This too is how they hunt. With an impressive reach they ambush their prey. Ataulfen and Slopebacked horses alike. Hiding behind trees or boulders and then snaking its long neck around to strike. The mandibles offer a strong grip and hook deep into prey, and as their prey struggles they will rip and tear themselves. And as the prey wounds itself, the hound will feast, prey still living.

The hounds temperament is that of calculating almost docile interest. They wait and set ambush and trap for prey. And when they are not hunting, they use their long necks to survey, stalk, and watch. Some travel to the palereach solely in attempt to tame a hound for themselves. As they have proven time and time again to be extremely helpful on farms.

The Greymire

"Lost and Listless, Come no Fabled Mistress Seek not your purpose here, Walk into the grey blear"

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The Grey Lost Mire, quite the dangerous place. Blanketed by a thick haze that comes from the spores of the great The Daregas Tree. The main feature of the mire, capable of growing into immense sizes. Their shelf like extensions are gardens to their own. And animals hide and thrive in them. Most noticeably, the spores they produce tinge the Greymire green. But when it rains and the haze is washed away, they are met with a colorless landscape. Neighbor to the Palereach.

At times where the Daregas thins and the mire turns muddy and rocky, the Scarzei reign freely. Tall reeds marked with a silverish crown. A feature the Weingand uses to camouflage itself whilst also signaling to others of its kind with its crown. These reed lands can stretch for two to four miles in any direction. They choke out the mud beneath them with their roots and disallow the spores of the Daregas to take. Ensuring the reedlands stay reedlands.

Reserved in the quiet thin legs take the slope back across the palest reach

Fauna from Arkhan, 1 stanza

The slopeback wanders the lower regions on the fringes of the Palereach. Grazing in herds of 7-10 the slopeback horse is a smaller specie. Delicate and frail their only true advantage is their ghastly bite. Capable of burrowing deep in flesh to cleave cookie cutter shapes. As the inside of their chelicerae bears curved flat expanses of razor teeth. These teeth aid the horse in gnawing on roots and tougher brambles. And meat should a slopeback be given a chance. Their pale lace is velvety and semi hydrophobic. Dew often congeals upon their hide to give them a misty appearance.

Slopeback are far to frail to be used as mounts or beasts of burden. And don’t fair too well in the presence of larger predators. Rather they are a reserved species of horse that avoids all contact with other living beings say stationary flora. Though they tolerate wandering species of flora.

The reeds thick among this steed, It’s silver crown marks its creed

Fauna from Arkhan, 2 stanza

Never shall ye see it, above cradled in storm it flies free

Fauna from Liderea, 1 stanza.

This is a beast nigh never seen. Observing the Khnisöne is a highly difficult task. Its bones are light, its odd flesh lighter. Laced with plentiful air sacs. Held together by a sheet of transparent skin. Allowing one to look into their insides and observe their organs and bones. Its skull is partially exposed. A long slightly curved horn protrudes from its eyeless face. Its three pronged end acts as a lightning rod. Gold and other metals accumulating on any exposed bone. Translucent fleshy extensions that act like whiskers droop off its face.