So there's snow. Check. And people - and big beasts - are out there. Having fun. Like they should! But...but...it's snow.
Poor sheep, though. Gotta think of the poor sheep. They're worse off than Lorne, even if he's bored senseless. So bored, in fact, he starts counting sheep...only literally.
There is the occasional time that the Kraken will make a very bizarre set of motions:
When it reaches for the group of sheep, it stops. Like. You can hear the cartoon sound effect of slamming on breaks in your head or something. It pauses for a moment. As if regarding the cotton-wads-with-legs, and snatches one from the edge of the crowd.
Why this occasionally happens, none can explain. Except that it seems to happen about the same time Headmaster Snape might get a chill down his spine for inexplicable reasons.
As for an exact number: Take and roll 2d20's, and you'll have a pretty good approximation.
This is Djehutymes' second winter ever. His first winter didn't have nearly so much giant sea monster--really not much sea monster at all, come to think of it--and he's happy to brave the unfamiliar cold for the sake of both snow and Kraken watching.
He huddles in his jacket and grins like a lunatic. "HULLO, KRAKEN!"
The event may be regular, but it still manages to scare the hell out of Lucca where she had just started to warm up for training. The column of fire she'd been juggling from hand to hand misses and hits the snow, melting a clean tunnel straight down. Thankfully risk of combustion is minimal on soggy grass.
Realizing that there's (probably) no way for it to reach her, she decides to watch the Kraken's tentacular table manners for a moment. After all, there's something facinating about a ravening sea monster that seems to subsist happily on sheep.
Well, really, the sheep are just snacks while it's watching the grounds during the day, at specific points, it does leave the moat for a little while to head out to the Nexus Sea.
To, presumably, capture boats for devouring, or later devouring.
It's curiosity that causes her to get a little closer to the moat now. Curiosity and a lack of a sense of self-preservation that a lot of overzealous scientists have. She'd never seen a sea creature like it before, never interacted with it and didn't even know if it was intelligent or not...
It's a bit of a walk, but once she gets there she peers down into the murky salt water, trying to make out movement or a shift in the shadows below the surface.
Since the feeding was relatively recent, there's a big hole in the ice where the tentacle previously launched itself out. There's large shards of ice scattered around nearby in a completely random pattern.
The Moat follows one of the Potter-versian law of physics. 'Despite all appearances, it's far larger within than it is without.'
This is how the mighty Kraken fits in the moat, conveniently defying all laws of conventional physics to actually do so.
Lucca will be able to see a very, very large and dark colored shape easily. The Kraken is much larger than most sailing ships of its day.
If she lingers long enough, however, she'll get a longboat sized glowing yellow eye staring right back at her. The Kraken sees you there.
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Happy second advent, or whatever.
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They're out and fuzzy, like ambulatory cotton wads. Seemingly immune or indifferent to the cold wintery and snowy days.
One might even, on occasion, see a little thing cutting through the snow. That thing being a certian someone's renegade remote controlled car.
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Poor sheep, though. Gotta think of the poor sheep. They're worse off than Lorne, even if he's bored senseless. So bored, in fact, he starts counting sheep...only literally.
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There is the occasional time that the Kraken will make a very bizarre set of motions:
When it reaches for the group of sheep, it stops. Like. You can hear the cartoon sound effect of slamming on breaks in your head or something. It pauses for a moment. As if regarding the cotton-wads-with-legs, and snatches one from the edge of the crowd.
Why this occasionally happens, none can explain. Except that it seems to happen about the same time Headmaster Snape might get a chill down his spine for inexplicable reasons.
As for an exact number: Take and roll 2d20's, and you'll have a pretty good approximation.
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He huddles in his jacket and grins like a lunatic. "HULLO, KRAKEN!"
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Well, maybe not full of Christmas cheer, but it is funny to picture, right?
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Realizing that there's (probably) no way for it to reach her, she decides to watch the Kraken's tentacular table manners for a moment. After all, there's something facinating about a ravening sea monster that seems to subsist happily on sheep.
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To, presumably, capture boats for devouring, or later devouring.
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It's a bit of a walk, but once she gets there she peers down into the murky salt water, trying to make out movement or a shift in the shadows below the surface.
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The Moat follows one of the Potter-versian law of physics. 'Despite all appearances, it's far larger within than it is without.'
This is how the mighty Kraken fits in the moat, conveniently defying all laws of conventional physics to actually do so.
Lucca will be able to see a very, very large and dark colored shape easily. The Kraken is much larger than most sailing ships of its day.
If she lingers long enough, however, she'll get a longboat sized glowing yellow eye staring right back at her. The Kraken sees you there.
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