Tribal Island

I was going to post this on Monday, but whatever. Point is, on Monday, I discovered that my tribe had gone down from its usual starting level all the way down to level 2. It's not as if a lot of people had left, only 2 had left recently. (They were a Furcorn and Fwog in case you ever want to join) The only people who started at level 1 were me and my brother's monsters. Everyone else's monsters are level 0. Does anyone know why this is the case?

Monster history and conlang that I made the heck up 😍

Pushed the date of the Tribal Island discovery foward a few years because... it felt like too little time. Let her sleep a bit longer.

Captain Mako's Log

1st Coreflame, 1830- It's the good month of Coreflame and we've finally set off in the new ship on another expedition to keep exploring the unknown darkness of the living ocean! I've got a prepared and determined crew, numbering 20 or so monsters of many kinds, ready to search the seas for the ancient islands lost to the Cataclysm's wrath.

10th Coreflame, 1830- It seems like we've found something.After stumbling into a mass of fog, we came across a golden-faced island watching us from the endless grey. We found a spot to climb up to its tip, to be met with a thick forest.Data we've got so far is that it seems smaller than the other islands, and it's covered in all these bug-infested woods.The odd thing is, we came to search for the Outer Islands. But this doesn't look like anything in the history books.

Nobody's ready to go any deeper just yet.

13th Coreflame, 1830- We spent most of the day finally navigating these woods, and we've found something odd. Half of a titanic tree, it's top snapped and burnt as of it had been the Celestials themselves, growing mushrooms all across its long-dead trunk.Weirdest of all, there's something attached to the top. A solid shard of yellow-orange crystal, with an unmoving monster inside. We've identified it as a Kayna.

It's long dead, for sure, perhaps thousands of years old, but perfectly preserved. The biologists in the crew, Sleet especially, are quite stoked about having such an intact specimen. They plan on dissecting it- in the name of science, I suppose.

14th Coreflame, 1830- We sang together under the glow of a campfire, as we all do on every voyage. And as we sang, the crystal snapped, and out came a living, breathing Kayna. Poor thing seems very confused. Lots of screaming, lots of repeating the same few words in Old Firish. We need to call in someone who learnt that. A dead language, finally useful! Hah!

25th Coreflame, 1830- Luckily the nearest island is close enough that it didn't take long for our translator to arrive. We've been keeping the Kayna at camp, trying to communicate with them in some way, and at giving them what food and shelter we could.

But now that our translator, Professor Talon Tweedlewings, is here, we can decipher what they're talking about...

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The other perspective!!!!

Who, what, where am I? Who are these monsters, what are they saying?

"ROOTRA BDELA?!"

"TOORA AL MA DIDLUM DLA?!"

Something is off about the way they speak. Just beyond understanding.

I am afraid! Who, what, where?

It is like my mind is blank, I search for my name and the place I lived and there are only small pieces, singular threads in some missing garnment.

I try to renember something as recent as I can. I renember gaping voids opening in the sky, crystals falling and breaking things. Only snapshots of some greater thing.

And what is this place? The Plant Lands? Where is the constant view of distant mountains of cold and air?

Who, what, where?

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MLA pings:

@Andy Is Weird

This flame shall burn from Dawn to dusk till the end of time

And nothing shall have the power to completely put it out

Part 3 of making random people join my tribe

Friend code: 1002956609BJ (mobile only)

Rules: must be over level 20

You wake up somewhere you don’t recognise, from what felt like a long sleep. You were in a coma, perhaps, for you can’t seem to make sense of what this place is, who you are, or even what you were doing.

You try to speak to the monsters all around you, so far below, gathered in a circle. They seem quite freaked out.

But when you talk, they don’t understand your reply.

It has been over 1200 years since you went to sleep.

You still do not remember.

And in that time, the every little part world has changed beyond your recognition. The languages you speak are obsolete, the world is a different shape.

I feel like it makes sense with Mimic basically being the natural islands quint.

I just removed everyone (the monsters were all level 1 so I presume they ddon't play anymore) expect my Deedge and my friend's Tweedle

Not too strict with feeding, just try to throw whatever shards you have at your monster so we can free the Kayna. I just want the full song so join with something not here yet. I'll only kick you if you end up not feeding it at all

Tribe name is The Nuggets, my friend code is 4000799002MC :)

Yeah I took a break from these comics due to lack of ideas and the Ping list so yeah

Pinglist:

@BeMeebEth685

@Crusader8

@CursedXyster

@ElzaRosy The Whajje

@GetDownWith48

@RulerOfMashedPotatoes

@Readyplayer2020

@SuperYae5300

@Oog the Oog

now i have to feed my bowgart

Hi guys, I would like to know if someone got place on his tribal Island cause everybody on mine is offline for year

I’m literally so desperate my last 3 post have been tribe related, just PLEASE someone let me join idc anymore about the feeding requirements. I can feed to level 70+ just please invite me I NEED star points