[center][h1][b][u]The Lifeblood[/u][/b][/h1][/center] [hr] Three long reeds were pulled up from the ground. They had been discovered by that most gentle of creatures, a young deer. It was their destiny to be devoured, and the deer had certainly worked to pull them from the ground, but a surprise gust of wind blew them into the river on whose bank they had once grown. The deer paid this no mind, and pulled up more reeds. Yet those three that drifted down the long river found the breeze following them, altering their fates. It pushed them this way and that. One was flipped the next so that they were joined at the base, and then without warning they began to swell. Muscular green flesh erupted from the reeds, and where their bases met and their torn roots floated a powerful body formed. It had four powerful legs that ended in clawed feet. The reeds from which the flesh grew became long and flexible necks ending in stout serpentine heads filled with teeth. The creature had three heads, three mouths, six eyes and six ears. It torn up and muddied the river bed as it struggled for purchase in a world to which it had been more mature, if ignorant. Once its feet were planted on the rocks it stretched its necks and peered around, each one looking in a different direction. The reeds had not gotten far, and just up the river a deer stared at the powerful creature. Its three heads all came around to stare back, and it exposed its many dozens of rending teeth. The deer, always a sensible creature, ran. Unfortunately it made the error of running through the river. The three headed predator bounded after it, wide feet and long claws allowing it superior purchase on the mossy riverbed, and in one moment of action and violence the deer was caught in the hungry beasts maws. The lifeblood did not understand irony, but perhaps a voice within it did. Nevertheless, the creature born of reeds devoured that which nearly ended it before it had begun. For it had begun. All across the world similar creatures were born of the grass that grew alongside the riverbanks. They were fearsome, capable, and uncommon. For as the mundane predators they were they lacked a magic to ease their hunger. They were large and required more food than was easily captured. They would seldom breed, lest they exhaust their hunting grounds. They would never rule the world, but then that was to be expected. It was from a simple reed that the River Hydras, rare terrors of the banks, came to be. [hr] [hider=Summary] The lifeblood turns reeds into River Hydras! They’re big scary guys with lots of teeth and three heads and big clawed legs! Not too many of them though, and killing one isn’t much harder than stabbing it a lot. Well, if you can manage that. [img]https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/000/308/490/large/ryan-van-dongen-ravenous-hydra.jpg?1416356333[/img] [/hider] [hider=Might Summary] 0 MP - The River Hydras are born and come to be in river ecosystems across the world. [/hider]