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[h2][color=9e0b0f]Tuku Llantu[/color][/h2]
Vigor: 8 
Domains: The Hunt[/center]

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Tuku gets bored and decides to absolutely cram Orsus (eastern continent, but not easter-eastern, that is dragon land, more like, eastern-central) with biomes. After filling an entire continent with life, the god is still like "maybe a bit more" and makes a wilder wildland, which becomes known as the eternal wildlands, an ever-shifting land with moving mountains and fumes that can melt your sword into rust. 

4+4 Vigor spent to shape the land and fill the continental biomes.

0 Vigor remains :(
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The noise increased as more gods arrived, the hunter avoided being too judgmental at first as many others acted in an excessive and not particularly bright manner, after all, compared to the silence of inexistence even a whisper would be loud, however, the offenses pilled up until finally a line was crossed as one of his rodents was killed in the arrival of a god, despite all of their efforts in protecting them.

Although they tried not to be vengeful, the thought of a comeback could not escape their mind as they buried the little animal in the fields of flowers, performing the first funeral rite in existence and accidentally linking flowers with the passing of the dead forever. Their eyes would stay alert for this force and see if it ever called for their action, it was the only way to not make the death of this pet meaningless.

But for now, in this noise, in this chaotic quickly changing world, it was time for the hunter to meld into the dark and observe others. They were pleased to find that many gods had felt the same need of life as they had, in the cold north, in the fiery depths, in the southeastern continent, so many great creatures that made their hands itch and press against the bow. As they walked the waters they saw the ruins brought by the goddess of destruction, Tuku Llantu's feelings on that were mixed, their hope was that this deity understood the failure of a test could be in the hands not only of the tested but also of the tester. Finally, in the southwest, Tuku Llantu observed a new divine entity, one that seemed so voracious and violent, so eager to consume and live, the hunter smirked beneath the wooden mask, thankful such a creature was born with such rage, were they more delicate and discrete, and the hunter would have moral qualms about making them their favorite prey.

The itch, the desire for adventure and danger, kept becoming stronger in the hunter, but they did not give in yet, because all of the walks and stalking of other deities had not been meaningless, the deity desired to shape the land with concerns of their own, there was no noble intent to honor their father or a desire to bless life in their actions, it was a selfish desire to have land to call their own, to shape it to their will and not the will of others.

The deity brought fort their energy and condensed them into a great arrow-shaped shard, they aimed as far as they could, their sight going all the way across a continent and landing on a lone rock. When they let go, a great flow of energy crossed the eastern-central continent like a hungry beast, snaking its path through the land and raising a great mountain range as it passed, extending from Tuku's standing place, at the south end of this land, all the way to the north, where the shard finally lost all its power and vanished.

The Chakuq Mountains, in more formal words, though many would just know them as Arrow-Flight Chain, were made with great care to do just as the hunter intended. The tall rock walls worked as a barrier to the endless humidity coming from the east, making it so all that was east of the mountain was always blessed with rains. However, it was not their desire to make the west buckle under the sun and become nothing but barren land, on the contrary, they made sure the snowfall atop the mountains would melt and form many rivers that would bring with them the life-giving water to the west, only the lands most distant from the mountains truly struggled with dryness and yet in them, there was a unique beauty.

Not to stop now, Tuku Llantu decided to act outside of his profession and become the gardner of this world. While there was beauty in the slow, era-spanning fight between plants for control of the new environment, the deity simply could not wait this long to see their work done and as such used their divine powers to prune some and bless others, shaping the land quite quickly.

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In the Eastern Coast,

Southmost was a temperate forest populated mainly by [b]araucaria pines[/b], who would keep the dominance upwards, as the climate became swampier and warmer, though as the soil quality changed, with rockier and sandy expanses, the tall magnificent trees would be exiled up the mountains until they vanished. This was a zone inhabited by many creatures that can be classified as "dinosaurs", most of them feathered, with long necks to eat upon the tall pines which are the main source of food for herbivores in the region, large scale predators are rare in the area, though many smaller bipedal scavengers feast upon the great variety of frogs, fishes, and bugs attracted by the swampier areas. Smaller mammals such as the rodent Cutia or the tree-dwelling Dryomomys are also common.

After a stretch of sandy ground, populated by palm trees and similar and many rock outcrops, one reaches the [b]cloud forest[/b], a type of hilly subtropical rainforest famous for, obviously, their foggy environments, though near the beaches the forest opens up to make some of the most pleasant and inhabitable locations of the east coast, though, with the great variety of colorful fruits and flowers one is almost lured inward, where they might have a quite dangerous encounter with the other colorful residents of the area, the many bipedal dinosaurs, none bigger than a man, but, quite intelligent, they hunt in groups to deal with all sorts of prey.

Northwards still one will reach the dense [b]tropical rainforest[/b], where there are only two seasons, a warm and a dry one, easily seen by looking at the great river that crosses the jungle and whether it is flooding or a small snake of water among a drying mess of mud. Speaking of snakes, be aware of those, and the great ants that can strip a man down to the bones in an hour, thankfully no great dinosaurs here, although birds remain and thrive, in the ground it's the mammals, such as the great ocelot or the giant sloth.

Notably, an entire section of the jungle is under the darkness of the ring, being part of a Duskland. Here is the [b]Ghost Jungle[/b] where the nourishment and light are still enough to feed great plants, but they often take ghostly hues of pale greens and yellows. If the jungle itself is scary, here it's ten times worse, with birds singing haunting tones, panters hiding among the white hues, and the only habitat of terror birds in the east cost, with these here taking a black raven-like feathery coat. The waters are also home to an unique fresh water Oarfish, harmless if you are not a small water creature or if you don't touch its poisonous barbs.

The jungle finally ends in a small bayou area, which leads to the final biome of the east, and the west coast as well, the [b]temperate rainforest[/b]. With majestic trees covered by moss, cold weather, and a strong sense of four seasons with the colors of pink from cherry blossoms in the spring and the yellows and reds in fall. This is not a land of great creatures, perhaps for its isolation from the rest of the continent, with the red wolves reigning as the apex predator. Though some rarer creatures pose great threats, such as the straggler dinosaur Fukuivenator striking in the dark in the densest parts of the forest, the giant meat-eating turtle Carbonemys which stalks unopposed in rivers, and giant salamanders of up to 3m and 450kg.

In the Western Coast,

The western coast starts a bit above the araucaria forests, with an [b]alpine highlands[/b] of acidic soil and many thermal springs, land of rabbits, goats, and bears, although the thermal springs are home to many strange creatures, in some, you will find monkeys or capybara just chilling, in others, an 1.6m tall moss-covered giant frog with its skin mimicking the texture of rocks. After it, there is a small stretch of subtropical along the coastline, until finally, the land divides in two.

Along the coast, great stretches of sand, lagoons, palm tree forests, and mangroves, a region very influenced by the tides with many islands of stable ground in between. Home to many great lizards and many, many birds who feast upon the fishes and other defects left behind the tides. The inner parts of the land are drier but made hard to traverse by dense shrubs, carnivorous plants making up for the lack of nitrogen, and unstable soil.

By its side are the [b]highlands[/b], home to a great [b]high altitude plateau[/b]. In the hills you will find many llamas, among other mountain-dwelling camelids, these will gather upstream, for downstream are many great mammals, Notoungulates such as the one-horned Achiri (Hoffstetterius) and the heavy and furry water dweller Rhynchippus. In the drier plains reigns the terror bird, though despite the name these bipedal land-dwelling birds don't really hunt anything larger than a dog.

Northward from the mountains and beaches, one enters a valley where there is a great swamp, to add to that, the whole region is under the shadow of the sky ring, thus creating an area known as [b]dusklands[/b], mangroves and willow trees gain ghostly white hints while local ferns have strong purple seeds and flowers. Albino alligators stalk the waters are notable for the variety of catfishes and lampreys as well as many fishes with bony plates.

West from the swamp, still under the shadow, is the hilly [b]Moonlit Garden[/b], a gentle region overlooking the [b]Bay of Zelios[/b]. Small mammals and birds populate the region, and although these possess pale-colored furs that are desired all over the world, the true beauty is in the adapted Ipe, Jacarandas, Azaleas, and other flowering trees who all year round color the darkened region with their flowers. An amateur might think this land is home to many fireflies, but in truth, many insects have adopted that aspect, from dragonflies who dart about leaving traces of light, to moths, ladybugs, to bees whose hives and honey have their own shine, to even mosquitoes who shine in red after a meal almost to mock their prey.

Finally, above the dark, west of the eternal hunting ground, south of the temperate rainforest that goes from east to west, is a land that is shrubland at the coast and savannah at its core. Dry expanses of beige grass and dark thorny bushes with barely any leaves in them, the notable exception being the tall Ipe trees, with their trumpet-shaped flowers in yellow, pink, white or purple. The local fauna is humble, maned wolves, cougars, jaguarundis, armadillos and tapirs. The rivers are often stalked by giant otters, who are up to 1.5m long.

These were many lands, with countless creatures even a god seemed to have trouble keeping up with.

And yet. Was it enough? Tuku Llantu could not brush off the feeling that from the smart raptor dinosaurs to the megafauna mammals... while interesting, given their immortal life, one day they would be bored, this was the time of actions that would define the world to come.

The hunter then decided on something, they traversed the mountains and picked up many rocks which they painted with glyphs and symbols and then traversed to the very center of this land, surrounded by mountains and a jungle which the god only made more and more massive. As they finished their work, a great earthquake shook this area, a surge of magic and magma causing all sorts of fumes to spill upward.

Tuku Llantu had created the [b]eternal wildlands[/b], the purlieu, the everchanging land where biomes, plants, and animals would shift quickly to please the god. Although it was at the tropical center of the world, it would not be impossible for an explorer to find themselves crossing the cold breeze and avoiding wooly mammoths, and if they return in a few years, perhaps the area they once mapped as an icy lake is now a steaming swamp filled with giant dragonflies and 3m tall lizards.

The fumes expelled at the core of the region had, among other properties, the ability to quickly rust most metals it came to contact with. A skillful hunter will have to either avoid the geothermal steam clouds, or, adapt their equipment to avoid such losses. The same issue happens to most types of cloth, as local fungi and moths seem particularly eager to gnaw at it, with black spots of mold quickly spreading across clothes, bags, and even campsite tents.

While solutions such as dresses of silk and swords of gold, or leather clothing with obsidian weaponry, were possible, easier and wiser was to craft new sets of equipment with the local flora and fauna, as the materials extracted from animals and plants of the region seemed more resistant to the effects. In fact, only a hunter who was clad in materials extracted from the wildlands would ever be accepted past the glyph stones. (Or alternatively, one that is nude, because surviving the wildest of wilds in such conditions is very respectable)

Not that the god had made this land to test hunters to come or train creatures. Their only worry was their own amusement at the moment, all else was a side effect. But now that it was all done and said, Tuku Llantu could finally rest from godly duties, and focus instead on more pleasing matters such as building a nice hunting lodge at the core of the core, and preparing many supplies for the hunts to come.