KT-142: Vice

In the sweltering heart of the sprawling, pitted plains covered with constantly erupting geysers Vice found himself once more scouring the dangerous landscape of the Blasting Moors. With his sleek, earth-toned feathers and keen, sparkling eyes, he was once more on the hunt for a suitable prospecting location. The previous vein he had been harvesting from had long since exhausted its supply and the black ketucari was having difficulties finding a new source. Whil...

The winds were whistling pleasantly through the spire-like mountains and rock formations of the Singing Vale, Vice felt the gentle breeze ruffle his feathers and he paused to enjoy the quaint atmosphere. Out of all the places he had wandered to so far this was by far one of his favorites, the creatures here were easy to deal with and the landscape was gorgeous. Not to mention this mountainous region wasn't exactly the easiest place to build houses upon let alone...

Vice wandered the vast open plains of the Blasting Moors, the oppressively moist atmosphere combined with the thick smell of sulfur and natural gas was nauseating but also somehow enjoyable. The spongy yet brittle grasses and mosses that covered the plains was an odd combination of soft and crisp under foot as the massive black ketucari wandered the empty landscape. Far off in the distance he could see some armatherium slowly walking across the...

Vice made his way across the sponge mosses of the Blasting Moors in search of something to eat. He hadn't had much luck finding any prey so far and was starting to wonder where he should look for a decent hunting spot. He was a good ways away from the usual places he hunted at and it would be at least an hour of walking to reach his favorite spot. He sighed as his stomach rumbled impatiently, he didn't want to wait that long to satiate the pang...

The sulfurous smelling mists of the Blasting Moors hung heavy in the air as Vice stalked through the scraggly underbrush. The black ketucari was feeling hungry so he had dipped into a nearby forest to try his claws at hunting. The vast open plains were often filled with various fauna ripe for the reaping but Vice was feeling a particular hunger for rabbit. He hadn't had much luck finding any burrows on the ...

Vice found himself sitting on a rocky outcrop, staring off across the vast deep violet sands of the region of Antikutan. It had been a long time since he had visited this accursed place and just seeing those eerily empty dunes made a pit of unease well up in his stomach. Long ago when he had been wandering the world after leaving his home pack Vice had entered the war torn wasteland while on his travels. He hadn't traveled there for any reason in particular, he ...