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@lashunta.bsky.social Sep 12, 2026, 10:55 AM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 2_, Lady Vaeol learns the name of the megafauna horror they are tracking...

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A short path led to a field where the tramplerush had started. Catcorn had stood full ready to harvest, a mistrialsome snack for the four-boatweight qoelu. Now the reedstalks lay torn, and earth trampled where great clawswathes had rent the ground and thrown clods. Devaeas and Elarue read the torn ground and settled upon a track. They bade us follow.

The track led to another canegrass grove, where seemingly a whirlwind had stricken a great forbeaten swath. Among the grove dry gore hung from the canegrass stalks, ground blood-soaked, and scraps of hide and crushed bone lay all about. Something had died here, a yaruk, deemed Elarue when she found a broken horn-crest, and had been eaten. Then my brother Devaea pointed at a clawmark wider than a yaruk’s, and longer, wickeder claws. Queenslayer - ~Nysshalora~ in the Sage-Queens' elder tongue - he named.

Against myself, I froze. I bethought pictures I had seen in the lorehall: an awful banething five heights of a damaya, and born to kill and eat all it meets; a dreadful skull overset in the Citadel’s main hall, with knifelike teeth and fangs swordlike, inset within a jaw that could rip a Shota’s breastbone in half; scythe-limbs that can slay anything it meets. If this wildwaif hunted among our folk, I had no guess what we must do.

I asked Devaeas whither the queenslayer was gone. Then I sent a rider back to the host with word to the captains what we would afterhunt, and our way. Soon as my brother and Elarue read the spoor, we outheaded.

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