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40TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_001You look like you can handle yourself. If you're interested in joining the hunt, I reckon you and I might meet again.
51TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_002If it isn't our fresh-faced recruit! Bol Ogaw sent word that he'd given you his seal of approval. So, what'll you be hunting today?
62TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_Q1_000_000What will you ask?
73TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_A1_000_001Tell me about the rank B elite mark. (Mad Maguey)
84TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_A1_000_002Tell me about the rank B elite mark. (Chupacabra)
95TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_A1_000_003Tell me about the rank A elite mark. (Nechuciho)
106TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_A1_000_004Tell me about the rank A elite mark. (Queen Hawk)
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128TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_A1_000_006Nothing.
139TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_010You know of the megamagueys, right? The overgrown agave plants you see strolling around on their roots, slashing their sawtooth leaves into anyone who strays into their territory?
1410TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_011They'll enjoy that life of violence for twenty or thirty years before deciding it's time to settle down and bursting into flower. Their duty to the species complete, they wither and die. Or at least, most of them do.
1511TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_012Those with the lustiest of life forces aren't satisfied with perpetuating the species─they want to perpetuate the violence, too. They'll carry on living long after they've flowered, growing ever more dangerous in their dotage. Far as I see it, ending their madness is a mercy.
1612TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_020Have you come across a bloodsucker on your travels? I hear it told they're visitors from another world: tourists with a taste for vital fluids.
1713TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_021The Chupacabra is something similar, though the name far predates the sightings of the beast that currently bears it. It was originally given to a creature from a tall tale passed down among seafaring folk: a terror from the lands across the salt that fed on the blood of beasts.
1814TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_022When the sailors caught wind of a devil plying the same, savage trade across Tural, they dredged up the old legend, and the name with it. Main difference is, this new incarnation feeds only on folk. Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction─and a hell of a lot scarier, too.
1915TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_030Ugh, <Emphasis>that</Emphasis> thing. Everything about it creeps me out, even the name. It means “wise wood” in the Pelupelu tongue, apparently─on account of it being smart enough to speak. <snort> Quite an achievement for a tree.
2016TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_031Not that you'll get any sense out of it. No, the only thing you're likely to come away with from an encounter with Nechuciho is a couple dozen broken bones. That's if you come away from it at all. You don't want to know how many herders and merchants have ended up as plant food over the years.
2117TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_032And to make matters worse, he's immortal. You cut one of him down, another one springs up to replace him. Don't know whether he's some kind of evil spirit, possessing one tree after another, or if he's more like a fungus, sprouting up over and over again from the same, shared root stock. To be honest, I don't care. All I know is, we're only safe in those short, blessed periods when the “wise wood” is “dead wood.”
2218TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_040The tarantula hawk is one of the most dangerous pests in Tural. Each colony is ruled by a queen, whose subjects serve her blindly. Until, that is, their numbers grow too large, at which point a new queen is born, who leads half the citizenry on a crusade to find a new home.
2319TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_041These crusades can go on for malms and malms until they finally plant their flag in foreign lands, claiming them for their own. I hear it said that some swarms have even made it across the salt.
2420TEXT_CTSHNT70RISKYMOBURQOPACHA_00898_XAXRRUQ_000_042So if you see one of these queens, you'd be doing the entire realm a favor by putting an end to her colonial ideas. Just know that wherever Her Majesty goes, her loyal subjects are never far behind.
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