Posts from Ritnaran Lekras (Heroist) Auto-translated

-We need to go there, - Ritnaran stated. - Luckily, I read an article about making ropes from nettles.

– Ah, I see. It won’t be easy to get there; it’s practically impossible to go around the anamaloparachudozavrs. There are a lot of them running around there.

- Tell me,” the wizard insisted, “can they be killed with your rifle? Perhaps they will at least be frightened by the sound of the shot…”

--You can kill them, but it's not that easy... When I hunt, I lure them out one by one and then kill them, and I try to take a higher position so they can't reach me. Otherwise, they don't seem to be afraid of anything; they're either too brave or too stupid.

- All of this is very sad. What ideas do you have? - the wizard asked the others.

– Or, perhaps, lure them all out? – Lasar suggested modestly.

-Well, as an option. Do you still have any meat? - the mage asked the old man. - Let's build a fire and attract the attention of these creatures.

--Well, I guess we should give it a try. But why the campfire?

-So they can definitely smell the meat. After all, a campfire means smoke. Let's leave the meat to cook over the fire, and its smell will spread throughout the forest. Then we'll wait for the dinosaurs to leave, and after that, we'll gather some nettles.

--Perhaps it might work.
They started implementing this plan. The only catch was that the old man didn't want to waste the meat, but he decided to go through with it anyway. The reaction of the anomaloparachudozavrs on the lawn made it immediately clear that they wouldn't refuse to eat. And they hadn't even had time to light a fire...

-Alright, - Ritnaran finally said, - look at them! I think what we've done now will be quite enough. And now, let's go, quickly!

It was timely: the anomaloparachudozavrs pounced on the meat like hungry crocodiles. However, it's not surprising: they were relatives. The old man, apparently, was frightened by such eagerness and jumped onto the nearest tree: he didn't want the reptiles, rushing like mad, to snack on him along the way.

"Alright, get down from there," Rithnaran called to the old man. "We have a little time to gather some nettles. Come on, let's go."

The next moment, Lekras almost collided with a creature that suddenly appeared from nowhere. The old man sat for a while longer and, convinced that he was no longer in danger, dismounted. The party successfully reached the coveted patch of nettles.

We cut down nettle stalks (choose the green and juicy ones).

Do you have a knife?)))