Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 45 Friendly Animals

Nohill immediately drew out his two axes and prepared to deal with the enemy. He was not sure whether this big guy was an enemy or a friend, but it was always right to be prepared in advance.

Ska also immediately took off his wooden shield, pulled out his mace, quickly took two steps forward, and stood in front of Nohir with a very stable standing posture.

"Nohir, was this big guy summoned by your magic whistle?"

"Although I like this big furry animal with big eyes, it's a different story if the other person is a hungry owlbear who has already treated you as breakfast."

The owlbear, this creature can be said to be the most dangerous predator in the forest. This danger lies not only in its power, but also in its madness. Its greatest reputation is that it is fierce, aggressive and extremely violent.

This creature doesn't care whether the enemy is stronger than itself. It will attack suddenly without any provocation from the opponent. Because of this, even those monsters that are larger and stronger than the owlbear will deliberately avoid it. Fight.

Its strength is huge, and its agility is even more amazing. It can run faster than a pack of wolves, and can break a tree with a diameter of nine inches (30 centimeters) with one palm. It can climb as dexterously as an ape, and its neck can be as long as that of an owl. Rotating 360 degrees, the iron beak in its mouth can directly bite steel weapons. Even if you are wearing full plate armor, the owlbear will break it open as easily as opening a can. Once you are hugged by it, even Nohir will have a hard time. Break free.

"I'm not sure. Don't disturb it by doing anything rashly."

Nohir did not raise his hand axe, but lowered it low without exposing the blade, so as not to be misunderstood by this big guy and break the magical effect of the whistle in anger.

In fact, he himself didn't have much confidence in his heart. Logically speaking, it was daytime, and the owlbear was a nocturnal creature. If he could encounter it at this time, it must be because of this magic whistle.

But as mentioned before, the owlbear is a large predatory monster with a bad temper. Only if it has been tamed since childhood, like the little owlbear raised when playing Baldur's Gate, will it be recognized. The difference between friends and food.

Therefore, in contrast, wild owlbears are almost impossible to tame. Nohill does not know how effective this equipment is, and he has no confidence whether it can be effective against such monsters.

After all, even the explanation of this equipment on the panel is very vague. It only said that friendly creatures can be driven, but no one knows how long the summoned creatures will be friendly for.
  To sum up, although Nohir really wanted to believe in the magic item in his hand, it was the first time to use this equipment after all, and he originally just wanted to find some simple transportation creatures, but he didn't expect to directly find such a ferocious predator. Or, it is seriously inconsistent with the original purpose, which greatly reduces Nohir's trust in this equipment.

And Nohir didn't like owlbears. Although he thought the thing was cute when he first saw it, it couldn't change the fact that it was essentially a bloodthirsty monster.

Although I loved the little owlbear very much when I played Baldur's Gate, it wouldn't be fun if you really encountered his adult form in the wilderness.

Nohill had encountered this creature once when he was a child, and the result of that encounter was that he now still has a huge scratch on his back.

"If it suddenly starts running, we will attack immediately. But if it pounces, you must not catch it forcefully. If you can't stop it, you will be directly crushed into a discus."

"I still know this in my heart."

Scar silently complained in response. This guy was even bigger than him in terms of shoulder height. To carry a monster of this size was to seek death. His shield could only serve to block the opponent's field of vision. The real The ultimate move is hidden behind the shield.

The two of them watched the giant beast slowly walking out with 12 minutes of vigilance. Although it was such a huge monster, it walked quietly, and even the sound of its feathers scraping was almost inaudible.

Nohir quickly blessed himself with an animal conversation, wanting to see why this big guy came.

The owlbear came over slowly. It first stared at the weapon in Nohir's hand. His weapon was naturally hanging down without provoking him.

Under the magical effect of the Whistle of Friendship, this action seemed to make it think that Nohir was not in too much danger. It turned to look at Ska. Half of Ska's body was curled up in the shield, and the nail head in his hand was The hammer is also hidden behind the shield.

If the giant beast in front of him really wanted to attack, he would immediately dodge sideways, use a shield to cover its sight, and at the same time, the mace in his hand would hit his huge eyes hard.

But in the eyes of the owlbear, because there was no sign of attack, the owlbear also directly classified Ska as a non-dangerous little man. So it finally spoke.

"What is this? A frail little man with wings? A flying delicacy? No, the smell is very strange, pungent."

Nohir raised his arm and smelled it. Could it be that the blood on his body was not washed away yesterday?

"I heard a noise. Where is the big man? The big man isn't here?"

The words were very incoherent, but he could barely express his position, but Nohill continued to ask just to be on the safe side.

"Is the big man you're talking about a friend?"

The owlbear shook his head in confusion, as if he had been thinking about it for a while, and then answered with enlightenment.

"Friend? That's right, friend! My paw is injured and it hurts!"

"Friend! He cured me. I'm no longer in pain. I came to help when I heard the sound. My friend said it a long time ago!"

Hearing this, Nohir finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After all, the worst thing that can happen to you in the wild is to encounter an owlbear who is so hungry that he goes crazy. He didn't collapse as soon as he went out. This big mold is really good.

So he put away his weapon and turned to face Scar.

"It's okay. It's not a wild owlbear that wandered here accidentally. It was indeed summoned by a whistle."

Then Nohir silently complained in his heart that Harsin didn't tell him in advance that this whistle had actually calibrated an owlbear. Really, could it be that he himself had forgotten that he had helped this big guy.

It seems quite possible.

"...Nohir, does this mean that I will ride on it next?"

"If it was a wild horse, I would accept a moose, but a monster like this."

"Is this guy really not going to throw me to the ground the moment I get close and then disembowel me?"

Scar asked very doubtfully. As an aristocratic who has lived in a civilized city since childhood, his understanding of this kind of monster can be said to be quite limited. All sources of knowledge are records in books, and he has almost never had real contact with them. Pass.

But even so, someone in the Knights still taught them how to deal with this notorious monster.

This creature is ruthless, cruel and cold. To deal with an adult owlbear, at least 4 to 6 well-trained professional soldiers with complete equipment are needed to defeat it with a slight thrill.

But now he wanted to ride on this wild owlbear alone without any riding equipment and without any guarantee.

Nohill did not speak, but nodded silently. Obviously because of his past experience, he could not make any guarantee for Ska.

"Damn it, I already miss my heavenly war horse."

(End of this chapter)