Ooh, Yoppont! These are popular pets in the southern jungles of Edsikk. They are a fairly unique kind of pet, though, as they're kept more as decoration. They don't move, except if hunting is scarce, or to find a mate.
Their primary diet is insects, and other invertebrates. Those pretty rainbow pompoms on their tails are actually coated in a sticky, toxic coating. The pompom is unique in design as it both emits a scent that attracts bugs, as well as an ultraviolet visual pattern that does the same
it's hard to say if Yoppont are friends, or just indifferent to their human owners. They will remain where they are perched, eating insects, either caught by their tails, or fed to them.
For the most part, if you see one of these creatures in a home, it just means the location probably had a bug problem, and they're just doing their part to keep the house but free
Hush. Be Quiet. You're being too loud.
No, your thoughts, you think too proud.
Be humble, be quaint, your mind uncloud
Then see the sights, what the gods allowed
An avatar does not need to be Grand or Important, they are simply the will of a god. What must be done to grant someone such a blessing is unknown... for here, we see it was a mumble chameleon. It speaks not of the god or goddess that gave it such power, but what it does speak is guidance... to those who are willing to listen. Some find that guidance to be a difficult path, some an easy, but it never says how far the path it points down goes. Just as often as not, an easy path leads to a cruel destination, while a difficult path leads to a kind one.
If you see this mysterious, magical chameleon sitting upon a tree, know that it will give you guidance... but that information is a burden, not a gift. Make sure its weight makes you stronger, not crush you.
Oh, I should have known you were from the PRIME material plane. How do you like your Trees and plants? Weakling. This here is one of your sister planes. One that was not blessed with all of the things you have taken for granted. Wood is a precious commodity. A house made out of wood is worth a kings ransom.
You best be cautious when you walk these roads. Not many are as kind to Primers. Me? I know your value. Better alive than dead, at least. You'll find that those here in the Os Material Plane are clever craftsmen, and tenacious hunters. That ship over there is mine, The Intrepid Heart. This Spear of mine is called the Spine of the Leviathan. I carved it myself.
If you want to earn your keep on my ship, and not be thrown to the wolves, you'll have to carry your weight. We're hunting Taniwha today
Ah, The Tooth of the Kraken. This blade is said to find its way into the sheath of the most prolific pirates. They will all claim wild stories and tales of the cunning acts they had to preform in order to acquire them, but if you hear these stories, you know they're all false. The blade can't be found, it can only let itself be found.
Don't be mistaken, though. it is a powerful, dangerous artifact, and it is said that the sailor who has been deemed worthy by this blade will be able to sail without fear of non-sentient sea-life attacking the ship.
But it is also said that any who have grasped its handle, and lost it, will gain the ire of all sea life, and its very namesake will hunt you down.
Darling, one thing you HAVE to understand if you want to get ANYWHERE in the wizarding world is that anything can be magical. Sure, you'll have your Mages claiming that the only way to get anywhere with magic is to study old dusty tomes. You know what I have to say to that? My lovely friend Charlie, who just last week fiddled his mothers soul back from the clutches of the devil himself. Did he study any musty old scrolls about wards or demons? No. He let the magic of his music do the work.
And what about sorcerers? You see them just willing things into existence, and their magic blood makes it so. No studying or scrolls.
No. To get anywhere with magic requires effort. And you look at this outfit and you tell me that this isn't pure effort. You know the concept of Feng shui? That's magic too. Fashion is just a very similar concept with a very different application. My outfit isn't just carefully crafted to look good, it is carefully crafted to function as magical aid for my spells. If you want me to teach you how to tidy up those rags you call outer wear, I would be happy to educate you, but please keep in mind that I won't tolerate any disrespect for my craft.
The spirit world is a very confusing place. Not in the sense that it is a non-linear landscape that i constantly folding over itself in a constantly changing maze... I mean, yes, it is that, but it's confusing because it exists with concepts that are so alien to mortal minds that its hard to truly grasp
This is a Spirit of Sadness. The Spirits of Anger, Hatred, and Vengence get lots of attention because they oftentimes interfere with the mortal world, but what people don't get is that there are spirits of every emotion. Well, somewhat.
There are what are known as Inanis Spirits, which are kinda about the closest thing to a dead ghost you could have. It is empty, hollow. Devoid of purpose. But, a powerful emotion could be absorbed by them, and reshape them into a form of purpose. This is the reason why Anger-based emotions are the most common spirits, because they are some of the most active emotions. But this spirit here... This is a Spirit of Sadness. A spirit that is significantly less common in both the mortal and spirit worlds.
Its hard to say how long this spirit has existed in its current form. It has lived only knowing sadness for a very long time, though. It has no concept of Happiness, or Catharsis. It only know sadness. It bears this burden for the human who felt the sadness first, and absorbs the emotions of sadness from those it passes by as well. Perhaps if it could know happiness, it would be happy knowing how many humans it has helped...
There is word of an ancient, cursed spirit, who seeks out those who posses so much malice and hatred for other beings, and possesses them. They are marked with a skull visage, and given supreme power to do with as they please. It feeds on the torture and sadistic glee of its host, making a somewhat... symbiotic relationship. Very few individuals are capable of holding such hatred and evil within them to be called by the spirit, but when that spirit is called, it must answer.
However... The spirit has no control over its host though. In exchange for being able to revel in destruction, it can only sit and watch. If you haven't guessed yet... that's what has occurred here. This Bovine is full of hate. Nobody knows why, it is just an evil, hateful cow, so hateful that its hatred called to this spirit. This spirit does not speak cow, and the cow has no idea how to be anything other than a cow... and now, the spirit is bound to it, unable to leave until the cow is slain. With any luck, the lack of ability to feed will starve the spirit of all of its psychic energy binding it to this plane of existence, and it will move on.
