Defending the Food Altar

[thecanopycrew]

This morning, the Adventurers may notice the food altar is already empty. Hm. Food seems to disappear quickly as of late. Hope you don't mind waiting a bit longer for breakfast.

At midday, the food altar magically fills up with the usual abundance. Berries and nuts appear in the stone bowl, neither quantity nor quality affected by the weather.

Bright eyes watch from nearby. Furry faces move closer. Wingbeats sound overhead.

It seems that with the winter food shortage, the forest’s other inhabitants have forgotten the events of the summer and are turning bold in their thieving.

Question is: what are the Adventurers going to do about it?

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[donotmail]

He watches and waits as Orcelito gathers the next batch of food, and wonders if the human knows what's coming. He's already seen some of what Arj can do.

The animals around here are still hungry. Arj doesn't know the names for them all, but he can see that there's a few of them creeping closer, small, scurrying things with line patterned coats. They look like the sort of creatures who would be quick prey back home, but here, they're at least twice his size.

He concentrates...

With a hiss and a feline scream, he bounds out of his hiding place, but he's not Arj any more. What springs out is at least the size of the creatures, feline in shape, but a terrible horned, fanged thing, growling and snarling at the intruders. It's all light and magic of course, but he's betting on the thieves not knowing that!

[princeandscholar]

He’s in the process of hauling the leaf over the doorframe when Arj’s scream makes him stumble and throw his back against the wall to face the outside. His heart is racing and his breath comes in gasps, and he only just arrests his hand from pulling out the dagger hidden down his right boot.

But oh… oh, this is familiar! He’s heard cries like that at night from the safety of his castle – it sent shivers all through him and still does. The feline monsters of his world are as big as horses with voices that echo over the mountains. Watching Arj brings both fear and a pang of nostalgia.

And now there’s not a bird or rodent in sight. Orcelito doesn’t blame them in the least for running.

He laughs, because it’s the easiest way to release tension right now – but don’t worry Arj, the laughter is clearly in excitement. “That was amazing!” He gives the cat a smile. “You’re very good at this!”