History of Nuglade

A gentle burble carried through the thicket from a nearby stream. A bead of dew runs down the underside of a blackberry leaf. The bead pauses at the tip of the leaf, fat and heavy mimicking the ripe blackberries nestled between the leaves. The dewdrop trembles for a moment before plinking down into the small puddle below. The reflection of the crisp autumn sunrise shakes. The surface of the water ripples, fracturing the image again.

And again. A hoof scatters the water as a diminutive animal springs over the blackberry bush, its haunches glistening with sweat. All four of his long ears are drawn back as the downy fur on his chest rises and falls from his exertion. No sooner has this deer-like creature fled than a deeper tattoo can be heard approaching as four powerful paws pound the forest floor. Two red spots of light resolve themselves into a sinister countenance, a pair of sharp umber eyes set within a hard bone-armoured lupine face of a Disirax. Jagged teeth hang like stalactites in the mouth of a cave from its open panting mouth. The skin that would naturally be found on a living thing only begins on the lower jaw of this monster. The beast snarls in frustration as the deerling, a Thyci, escapes. The beast claws the ground, leaving deep grooves in the soft loamy soil from its exceptionally long and sharp claws and stalks back the way it came. It was close. So close to catching it. So close to stealing it from the herd. So close to stealing the magic.