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Ch'Talla

"Warrior | Cold "

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This lion is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Appearance Markings
Base Rhino (Tan Skin) Slot 1: Onyx Half (100%) Tier 1
Slot 2: Ebony Brawl (29%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Rhino Okapi (93%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Onyx Rumble (100%) Tier 3
Slot 5: Onyx Cheetah Royal (50%) Tier 3
Slot 6: White Underfur (80%) Tier 1
Slot 7: Fiery Inverted Squabble (60%) Tier 3
Genetics Black Medium Solid Special
Eyes Smalti
Mane Type Scarce
Mane Color Ebony
Mutation Patches (Dense)
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Arena Corridors

Above
Bone Jewelry Bodywear
Stolen Masai Shield
Wasteland Half-Cape [Brown]
Jewelry: Limb Adornments [Shaman]
Shiny Rock Right Triple Ear Piercing [Orange]
Dry Bush
Biography


The warriors' training ground is quite a sight to behold. Nestled beneath towering rock arches in the cliffs, it offers some welcome shade for the fighters as they hone their skills. You watch as several lions take a well-deserved break, cooling off in the clear stream that winds gracefully against the rocks, their furs glistening with sweat in the sun’s warm embrace.

A sudden roar echoes through the area, signaling the return of a patrol. Among the returning warriors is a lioness, her back burdened by a heavy, worn-out human shield. She glances at you with a sidelong stare, her expression clearly questioning your presence here. However, she doesn't linger, quickly making her way to an artisan who rushes to assist her in unloading the spoils of their patrol.

Avanor offers a quick excuse before heading off to join her, likely seeking a debriefing from the patrol. As he disappears into the throng of warriors, a flutter of uncertainty washes over you. Being alone among these fierce fighters is daunting, yet you summon your courage and resolve to continue exploring the area.


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They Want It, But No.


Birth Pride: Phlegethon's Pride
Father: Phlegethon
Rank: Warrior
Relationships: Ch'Taba (daughter)


Rank: Warrior.


Pretty much self-explanatory. These lions are under the command of the Lead Warrior. Chosen from their apprenticeships by the Lead Warrior or, more rarely, by the King for their strength and abilities, these lions are as respected as they are feared. Living apart from the main pride and stationed at the only entrance to the valley, they spend their days training for battle. They have sworn loyalty to the King and will defend the valley with their lives if necessary.

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-Ch'Talla glares at you as you approach, but she does not swat you as you groom her head. Instead, she perches elegantly, making it clear that you can only do this because she is allowing it. March 31, 2022

- Lying on the ground with a displeased grimace, Ch'Talla notices you and turns her head, watching the horizon now. July 1st, 2022


-You were going to ask Ch'Talla to join you for a meal, but her icy stare stopped you in your tracks. How lovely. August 18,2022






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