There was a Dragon magazine article 30+ years ago about flightless dragons. I think they called them dragons, but with a different latin scientific name.
To echo Kirt, there's a story about my uncle from when they were growing up. The house they lived in was along a dirt alley. For trash pick-up you just put your garbage cans over the fence into the alley. One day when my uncle was around three years old they caught him playing in the alley, trying to lure a cat from where it was hiding among the garbage cans. "Here kitty kitty!" It was an enormous rat.
Random idea for high-lethality D&D campaigns: Character death unlocks new classes and races. Maybe useful in “special snowflake” campaigns where no one reads your carefully crafted setting material. Instead you roll it out piecemeal as PCs bite the dust. “I really want to play a saurian warlock…sure, I’ll take a drink of that mystery potion.” Someone probably thought of this before.
Hey, I'm using Jeff and Brendan's 20 questions to help me get a feel for my upcoming Perdition campaign. Never done it before. Highly recommended. http://jrients.blogspot.com/2011/04/twenty-quick-questions-for-your.html http://www.necropraxis.com/2012/02/24/20-quick-questions-rules/
What have I seen before? If I know birds, id call this a bladefoot or a killer quail.
ReplyDeleteIt's a bird.
ReplyDeletea dragonbird or something?
ReplyDeletelizard chicken
ReplyDeleteI can't think of anything non-lame, like ground eagle.
ReplyDeleteHooked Strider.
ReplyDeleteStunt-winged Murder Brizard.
ReplyDeleteThere was a Dragon magazine article 30+ years ago about flightless dragons. I think they called them dragons, but with a different latin scientific name.
ReplyDeleteNo-Armed Dumb Face.
ReplyDeleteTerror Runner, on account of it looks like a roadrunner that will eat you.
ReplyDeletemaybe it'd just get called a harpy or a hippogriff or something
ReplyDeleteA platygryff.
ReplyDeleteLand buzzard. Dragon harrier. Death grebe.
ReplyDeleteBeak Dog.
ReplyDeleteBreakfast.
ReplyDeleteKitty!
ReplyDeleteTo echo Kirt, there's a story about my uncle from when they were growing up. The house they lived in was along a dirt alley. For trash pick-up you just put your garbage cans over the fence into the alley. One day when my uncle was around three years old they caught him playing in the alley, trying to lure a cat from where it was hiding among the garbage cans. "Here kitty kitty!" It was an enormous rat.
ReplyDeleteDire-Moa?
ReplyDeleteDire-Columbidae :O)
Dune Razor
ReplyDeleteThink also of what people would think of its effect on the habitat.