Post by Esthh Krazhmir on Aug 8, 2023 13:22:10 GMT -8
Tropis was better off. The larger town had more locks on doors, and more equipment to hold off the beasts. They had still lost nearly a third of their population to the beasts as they learned how to get inside. The beasts had largely wandered back into the jungle with the coming of the sun. The leaders of the town were found and Esthh and the old man convinced the mayor of what was occurring. Esthh quickly outlined a plan to trap and destroy the beasts, or at least limit them. Edgefields was to be abandoned, there were too few people there to bother defending, but Esthh was unwilling to bring outsiders into the Vong base with its defensive forests, he was also not willing to allow these beasts to continue roaming the jungles.
That night the screams started again, and the beasts came again, wailing of humans was played across any speaker systems and entertainment systems that were available in the town, drawing the beasts in, encouraging them in. The beasts sprinted across the open areas around the town, completely unafraid, not just from their nature, but that they had faced virtually no opposition, essentially been trained and their instincts reinforced for boldness. This was the trap. On the back sides of buildings, out of sight, were ginntho spider traps. The spiders blew up with snares of super sticky, steel cable strong webbing, ensnaring and making it half impossible to move. Tsik’vai coming in from around the town loosed netting beetles into the forest, the beetles quickly spinning their nets between trees and plants wrapping the forests around and then towards the town in a wave, driving any beasts that weren’t in the open, towards, capturing any that were over taken. Warriors started hurling blorash jellies out the windows of the animated creatures quickly started binding the beasts, pinning them to the ground, walls, and the spider strands. Yorik-vec flashed in from the the forest with warriors tossing jellies out the back at any loose beasts.
Esthh watched carefully as the beasts were rapidly captured, screaming in defiance and straining against their living bonds to no avail. Modified shredder bats were released, allowing them to quickly move up in to the air, only to fall out of the sky, slamming into or through the beasts just as their wild baseline did. Their genes had been coded to only go after the beasts out in the open. The number of beasts that were loose and free dwindled quickly. While Esthh was interested in some of the beasts, he didn’t particularly care about keeping a large number of them alive either. There were over a hundred of the beasts, over half of them being captured. Those would be experimented on, perhaps they would be replicated. To Estth they looked shockingly like Barabels...perhaps with some enlarged claws on their feet, granted. He wondered if someone was genetically experimenting out there.
Warriors counted the bodies and compared the total number to what they estimated to have come from the discovered drop pods. If they were missing any, the answer was single digits. Warriors would continue to scour the area in squads with bissop hounds and Simoomian Sensory Hounds to make sure they got them all.
Warriors spent the rest of the night cleaning up the mess, allowing Shapers to take samples and properly secure the beasts for transport to the Vong base. In the morning the residents met in the morning. It was decided that Edgefields would move into Tropis, and that the Vong would take over Edgefields, in exchange for saving what as left of the townsfolk. It was a fair exchange, even though Esthh wasnt sure what he was going to do with a small town. Perhaps he would maintain an office there.
That night the screams started again, and the beasts came again, wailing of humans was played across any speaker systems and entertainment systems that were available in the town, drawing the beasts in, encouraging them in. The beasts sprinted across the open areas around the town, completely unafraid, not just from their nature, but that they had faced virtually no opposition, essentially been trained and their instincts reinforced for boldness. This was the trap. On the back sides of buildings, out of sight, were ginntho spider traps. The spiders blew up with snares of super sticky, steel cable strong webbing, ensnaring and making it half impossible to move. Tsik’vai coming in from around the town loosed netting beetles into the forest, the beetles quickly spinning their nets between trees and plants wrapping the forests around and then towards the town in a wave, driving any beasts that weren’t in the open, towards, capturing any that were over taken. Warriors started hurling blorash jellies out the windows of the animated creatures quickly started binding the beasts, pinning them to the ground, walls, and the spider strands. Yorik-vec flashed in from the the forest with warriors tossing jellies out the back at any loose beasts.
Esthh watched carefully as the beasts were rapidly captured, screaming in defiance and straining against their living bonds to no avail. Modified shredder bats were released, allowing them to quickly move up in to the air, only to fall out of the sky, slamming into or through the beasts just as their wild baseline did. Their genes had been coded to only go after the beasts out in the open. The number of beasts that were loose and free dwindled quickly. While Esthh was interested in some of the beasts, he didn’t particularly care about keeping a large number of them alive either. There were over a hundred of the beasts, over half of them being captured. Those would be experimented on, perhaps they would be replicated. To Estth they looked shockingly like Barabels...perhaps with some enlarged claws on their feet, granted. He wondered if someone was genetically experimenting out there.
Warriors counted the bodies and compared the total number to what they estimated to have come from the discovered drop pods. If they were missing any, the answer was single digits. Warriors would continue to scour the area in squads with bissop hounds and Simoomian Sensory Hounds to make sure they got them all.
Warriors spent the rest of the night cleaning up the mess, allowing Shapers to take samples and properly secure the beasts for transport to the Vong base. In the morning the residents met in the morning. It was decided that Edgefields would move into Tropis, and that the Vong would take over Edgefields, in exchange for saving what as left of the townsfolk. It was a fair exchange, even though Esthh wasnt sure what he was going to do with a small town. Perhaps he would maintain an office there.