Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20150207201239/@comment-7637833-20150207210226

The armadillo laid in his hut on his hammock, snoozing softly. He was in quite a deep sleep, thanks to a large monster that had threatened his clan's village from the mountains. Though he had defeated it, it really wore him out, and he had chosen to just shuffle back home and fall into his hammock, entering slumber almost immediately.

The armadillo in question had a tan-colored shell on his back, and grey-black skin against black fur. Multiple small scars and gashes could be seen on his person, suggesting he had a life of fighting. He wore a dark brown tunic, a pair of cargo shorts of the same color, and boots with spikes on the end. His hands were bare as well.

As he slept, a commotion came from the center of the village - a strange creature had appeared and was searching for someone... an armadillo with a giant mace, in particular. After talking to a few of his clansmen, the creature proceeded towards his hut, and entered to find the armadillo fast asleep.

"Why would you be sleeping in a time like this," the creature muttered as it tried to figure out what could be done to wake him. It then got an idea and produced a large horn from its pocket, before pointing it at the armadillo's face and blowing a loud noise into it.

The result was immediate: the armadillo just about jumped out of his hammock and fell onto his side, causing a slight rumble. Muttering a curse, he picked himself up off the ground and looked at the creature that woke him up. "G'mornin'. Y'all need somethin'?" he asked.

"Mister, ah... Tectus, is it?" the creature asked, prompting him to nod. "There is not much time left, I'm afraid. You must come with me."

"Why, what's tha matter?" Tectus asked as he stood up and stretched, going to get his mace, Gorgrond.

"Mobius is in danger of dying," the creature answered. "You have been chosen to band together with four others, known as the Ineekah, in order to bring the world back from the brink with your abilities. We wish for your aid, Tectus."

Tectus looked at the creature with a surprised expression. ''Mobius dyin'? How come Ah didn't know that?'' he thought. Then again, his own clan was in danger of dying as well...

"Hol' up. Will doin' what y'all say help mah clan? We're, uh... kinda dyin' too," he inquired with a sad tone.

The creature nodded. "Yes, yes, your clan can be saved as well. But we must hurry, this is not much time."

The armadillo nodded. "Alright, Ah'll go with ya. At least it's better than standin' 'round waitin' for somethin' good to happen." Slinging his mace over his back, the armadillo trudged out of his hut with the creature.

At once, his clansmen approached with worried looks on their faces. They were already talking about him and the creature.

"Will you come back?"

"Will this save us?"

"Can that creature be trusted?"

"Will we be safe?"

Tectus looked at them all and smiled a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, guys, Ah'll come back and protect us. Ah ain't gonna leave you guys to die - that ain't me."

His clansmen relaxed and smiled back, waving to him as he and the creature approached a portal.

"This where we goin'?" the armadillo asked.

The creature nodded. "This leads to the meeting area with the rest of the chosen. Please, step in if you would."

Tectus nodded, and, drawing in a breath, stepped into the gateway that led to another place in the world.