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There are very few of these rare beasts to be found but when you do, proceed with caution. Born Albino with deep purple veins, these creatures rarely come out in the open. Not because they are afraid of being attacked, with a carapace that rivals adamantine there is very little that these things fear. It’s mandibles made of the same material are strong enough to pierce the shell of a bullete and to shatter rock with ease. One last took it has at its disposal is the venom it excretes and coats it’s mandibles and front appendages with. Deadly to most adventurers and all prey, it effects your nervous system and makes all of your organs fail simultaneously.
Attacking these beasts with a non magical weapon or slashing and bludgeoning will result in your death. The best way is to take an upgraded spear such as a plus one or two and stab the beast between the plates of Carapace on it’s upper abdomen. that is the only way to hit its well defended vital cavity.
Once the beast is dead, if someone is proficient and has quality equipment they can take the mandibles and the carapace to make formidable armor or weapons. If the party collects the head, there is bound to be a hunters guild near by that would pay an excellent bounty for something so rare and dangerous. Tell me how you would include this in your game I’ll give an example:
A mining company has been brought to a halt, an extremely powerful creature is ripping workers apart and production has ceased. They are offering a 100 gold reward for the. East responsible.
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THE ARROW CHAIN
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(TLINGIT: Swanton, Bulletin of the Bureau of American Ethnology, xxxix, 209, No. 56)
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Two very high-caste boys were chums.
The father of one was town chief and had his house in the middle of the village, but the house of the other boy's father stood at one end.
These boys would go alternately to each other's houses and make great quantities of arrows which they would play with until all were broken up.
One time both of the boys made a great quantity of arrows to see which could have the more.
Just back of their village was a hill on the top of which was a smooth grassy place claimed by the boys as their playground, and on a certain fine, moonlight night they started thither.
As they were going along the lesser chief's son, who was ahead, said, "Look here, friend. Look at that moon.
Don't you think that the shape of that moon is the same as that of my mother's labret and that the size is the same, too?"
The other answered, "Don't: You must not talk that way of the moon."
Then suddenly it became very dark about them and presently the head chief's son saw a ring about them just like a rainbow.
When it disappeared his companion was gone.
He called and called to him but did not get any answer and did not see him.
He thought, "He must have run up the hill to get away from that rainbow."
He looked up and saw the moon in the sky.
Then he climbed the hill, and looked about, but his friend was not there.
Now he thought, "Well! the moon must have gone up with him.
That circular rainbow must have been the moon."
The boy thus left alone sat down and cried, after which he began to try the bows.
He put strings on them one after the other and tried them, but every one broke.
He broke all of his own bows and all of his strings his chum's except one which was made of very hard wood.
He thought, "Now I am going to shoot that star next to the moon."
In that spot was a large and very bright one.
He shot an arrow at this star and sat down to watch, when, sure enough, the star darkened.
Now he began shooting at that star from the big piles of arrows he and his chum had made, and he was encouraged by seeing that the arrows did not come back.
After he had shot for some time he saw something hanging down very near him and, when he shot up another arrow, it stuck to this.
The next did likewise, and at last the chain of arrows reached him.
He put a last one on to complete it.
Now the youth felt badly for the loss of his friend and, lying down under the arrow chain, he went to sleep.
After a while he awoke, found himself sleeping on that hill, remembered the arrows he had shot away, and looked up.
Instead of the arrows there was a long ladder reaching right down to him.
He arose and looked so as to make sure.
Then he determined to ascend.
First, however, he took various kinds of bushes and stuck them into the knot of hair he wore on his head.
He climbed up his ladder all day and camped at nightfall upon it, resuming his journey the following morning.
When he awoke early on the second morning his head felt very heavy.
Then he seized the salmon berry bush that was in his hair, pulled it out, and found it was loaded with berries.
After he had eaten the berries off, he stuck the branch back into his hair and felt very much strengthened.
About noon of the same day he again felt hungry, and again his head was heavy, so he pulled out a bush from the other side of his head and it was loaded with blue huckleberries.
It was already summer there in the sky.
That was why he was getting berries.
When he resumed his journey next morning his head did not feel heavy until noon.
At that time he pulled out the bush at the back of his head and found it loaded with red huckleberries.
By the time he had reached the top the boy was very tired.
He looked round and saw a large lake.
Then he gathered some soft brush and some moss and lay down to sleep.
But, while he slept, some person came to him and shook him saying, "Get up.
I am after you."
He awoke and looked around but saw no one.
Then he rolled over and pretended to go to sleep again but looked out through his eyelashes.
By and by he saw a very small but handsome girl coming along.
Her skin clothes were very clean and neat, and her leggings were ornamented with porcupine quills.
Just as she reached out to shake him he said, "I have seen you already."
Now the girl stood still and said, "I have come after you.
My grandmother has sent me to bring you to her house.
" So he went with her, and they came to a very small house in which was an old woman.
The old woman said, "What is it you came way up here after, my grandson?" and the boy answered, "On account of my playmate who was taken up hither."
"Oh!" answered the old woman, "He is next door, only a short distance away.
I can hear him crying every day.
He is in the moon's house."
Then the old woman began to give him food.
She would put her hand up to her mouth, and a salmon or whatever she was going to give would make its appearance.
After the salmon she gave him berries and then meat, for she knew that he was hungry from his long journey.
After that she gave him a spruce cone, a rose bush, a piece of devil's club, and a small piece of whetstone to take along.
As the boy was going toward the moon's house with all of these things he heard his playmate screaming with pain.
He had been put up on a high place near the smoke hole, so, when his rescuer came to it, he climbed on top, and, reaching down through the smoke hole, pulled him out.
He said, "My friend, come. I am here to help you."
Putting the spruce cone down where the boy had been, he told it to imitate his cries, and he and his chum ran away.
After a while, however, the cone dropped from the place where it has been put, and the people discovered that their captive had escaped.
Then the moon started in pursuit.
When the head chief's son discovered this, he threw behind them the devil's club he had received from the old woman, and a patch of devil's club arose which the moon had so much trouble in getting through that they gained rapidly on him.
When the moon again approached, the head chief's son threw back the rose bushes, and such a thicket of roses grew there that the moon was again delayed.
When he approached them once more, they threw back the grindstone, and it became a high cliff from which the moon kept rolling back.
It is on account of this cliff that people can say things about the moon nowadays with impunity.
When the boys reached the old woman's house they were very glad to see each other, for before this they had not had time to speak.
The old woman gave them something to eat, and, when they were through, she said to the rescuer, "Go and lie down at the place where you lay when you first came up.
Don't think of anything but the playground you used to have."
They went there and lay down, but after some time the boy who had first been captured thought of the old woman's house and immediately they found themselves there.
Then the old woman said, "Go back and do not think of me any more.
Lie there and think of nothing but the place where you used to play."
They did so, and, when they awoke, they were lying on their playground at the foot of the ladder.
As the boys lay in that place they heard a drum beating in the head chief's house, where a death feast was being held for them, and the head chief's son said, "Let us go," but the other answered, "No, let us wait here until that feast is over."
Afterward the boys went down and watched the people come out with their faces all blackened.
They stood at a corner, but, as this dance is always given in the evening, they were not seen.
Then the head chief's son thought, " I wish my younger brother would come out," and sure enough, after all of the other people had gone, his younger brother came out.
He called to his brother saying, "Come here. It is I," but the child was afraid and ran into the house instead.
Then the child said to his mother, "My brother and his friend are out here."
"Why do you talk like that?" asked his mother.
"Don't you know that your brother died some time ago?"
And she became very angry.
The child, however, persisted, saying, "I know his voice, and I know him."
His mother was now very much disturbed, so the boy said, "I am going to go out and bring in a piece of his shirt."
"Go and do so," said his mother.
"Then I will believe you."
When the boy at last brought in a piece of his brother's shirt his mother was convinced, and they sent word into all of the houses, first of all into that of the second boy's parents, but they kept both with them so that his parents could come there and rejoice over him.
All of the other people in that village also came to see them.

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The Arikara Story of the Magic Windpipe
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A long time ago there lived a beautiful Indian girl.
Her lodge was on the edge of a forest, and she dwelt alone. And though she never hunted or fished, she always had plenty to eat, and no one knew where it came from.
In her lodge hung a magic bundle, and near it were seven tiny bows and a lot of grass arrows.
One day as she was eating her dinner, Coyote came through the forest, and stopped at her door.
He saw that she had roast Buffalo meat, and he licked his chops.
"You have no man around," said he to the girl; "may I stay and do your errands?"
"Yes," said she, "you may stay."
So Coyote lived with her, and made her fires and brought water from the spring.
By and by all the Buffalo meat was gone, and Coyote wondered how she was going to get more.
Then the girl said:—
"Uncle Coyote, our food is gone.
I want some fresh meat.
My brothers will be here to-day.
Do you go to the north side of the entrance and cover your head with a Buffalo robe, and don't watch what I do."
So Coyote did as he was told, and when his head was covered, he peeped out and saw the girl sweep the lodge clean.
Then she placed hot coals in the centre of the room, and put some sweet-grass on the coals. As the smoke arose, she lifted the magic bundle from the wall, and opening it, took out the windpipe of a Buffalo.
It was round, and small at one end, and big at the other.
She waved the windpipe over the smoke, and turned the small end down, and some dust fell out on the floor.
Then the dust changed into seven handsome braves, her brothers.
The young men took down the tiny bows and arrows from the wall, and they changed into big bows and arrows.
The girl wrapped herself in a Buffalo robe, then went and stood in the door.
She gave a yell to the north, and a yell to the west, and immediately herds of Buffalo came rushing over the plain.
Then she went back into the lodge, and her brothers began to kill the Buffalo.
When they had killed as many as they wanted, the rest of the animals ran away, and the brothers came back into the lodge.
The girl put more sweet-grass on the coals, and when the smoke rose up the brothers stepped behind it, and disappeared.
The girl took the magic windpipe, held it over the coals, gathered up a handful of dust from the floor, and put it into the windpipe.
After that she put the windpipe into the magic bundle and hung it again on the wall.
She next passed the big bows and arrows through the smoke and they became tiny bows and grass arrows, and she hung them up, too.
Now, Coyote was very much astonished to see all this, but he kept quiet.
By and by the girl called him, and showed him the dead Buffalo.
He helped her to skin the animals, and to dry the flesh.
After that she let Coyote roast all the bones he wished.
When Coyote had eaten the roast meat, he began to think of his hungry children at home, and said to himself,
"If I only had that magic windpipe, I could call the Buffalo whenever I wished, and the seven young braves would kill them for me."
Then he asked the girl if the windpipe held more than seven young men. "Oh, yes," said she; "whenever I turn the big end upside down, a war party comes out, headed by my seven brothers, and they fight for me."
When Coyote heard this, he decided to steal the windpipe that night, for he thought,
"When my enemies see all those braves, they will think me powerful, and will run away."
Now the girl knew that Coyote was planning to steal the windpipe, and she let him take it. That night, when she was asleep, he lifted down the magic bundle from the wall, and, opening it, took out the windpipe and ran away fast toward the north.
He travelled far until he was tired, and then lay down by a log to sleep.
The girl knew this, and she told her brothers to bring him back.
They did so, and placed him on the floor of the lodge.
And when he woke in the morning, there he lay, with the magic windpipe in his paw, and the girl looking at him.
"Oh, my niece," said he, "I thought a war-party was coming in the night, so I took this down. Put it back."
So the girl tied the windpipe up in the magic bundle, and hung it on the wall.
The next night Coyote ran away again with the magic windpipe, and when he came to a place where he thought he was safe, he lay down to sleep.
The girl told her brothers to bring him back. They did so, and placed him on the floor of the lodge.
And when he woke in the morning, there he lay, with the magic windpipe in his paw, and the girl looking at him.
"Oh, my niece," said he, "I took this down because the enemy came in the night, and I frightened him away.
Put it back." So the girl tied the windpipe up again, and hung it on the wall.
And the same thing happened the third night.
The fourth time Coyote stole the magic windpipe, the girl let him take it and did not tell her brothers to bring him back.
No, indeed!
She let him go on until he came to a village.
He was very hungry, so he said to himself,
"I will call out the people and order them to feed me, and if they do not obey,
I will turn the big end of the windpipe upside down, and the war-party will come out."
So he called out the people, and the braves came running and shouting from the lodges, and the boys and dogs came too.
And when they saw Coyote, the men and boys began to kick him, and throw stones at him, and the dogs bit him.
He turned the windpipe upside down, when, instead of a war-party, out burst a whole swarm of Bumblebees, millions of them, buzzing with rage.
They settled all over Coyote, and stung him so hard that he ran howling into the forest.
And they kept on stinging him until he was well punished for his lying and stealing.
After that, the Bumblebees swarmed up into a hollow tree, and they have lived there ever since.
As for the magic windpipe, the brothers took it back to the girl.