The Field of Colossal Beasts
To walk the @Field of Colossal Beasts is to tread the edge of legend.
Spanning the highland border between Starfall Ridge and the western wilds, this windswept expanse is dotted with ancient stone outcroppings, cratered hills, and eerie pools that shimmer with starlight. It is said that in the thickest ages of magic—when the sky bled light and the land drank deep—something vast stirred beneath the surface. That stirring never stopped.
The beasts here are not merely large. They are colossal. Towering forms that seem carved from the earth itself, their hides veined with glowing minerals and starlit crystal. Locals call them @Star Colossus and @Star Behemoth, though few agree on how many exist, or whether they are truly beasts at all. Some believe they are remnants of the celestial forge that birthed the orcs. Others claim they are failed children of the First Tree, twisted by cosmic grief. For time immemorial they have been ceremonially hunted by orc warriors who underwent the Rite of the Colossal Hunter.
Known Creatures
• @Star Colossus: Slow-moving titans with moss-covered backs and eyes like molten silver. Their footsteps reshape the terrain, and their breath carries the scent of magic and crushed stone. They are rarely aggressive unless provoked—but when they strike, they strike like falling mountains.
• @Star Behemoth: More agile and predatory, these creatures resemble lions with crystalline fur. They sprint and tremors erupt from the ground in bursts of fury. Their starlight pulses when they hunt.
🌠🐉 @Starfall Dragon
Gargantuan Celestial Beast of the Verdant Pact
The Starfall Dragon is the rarest and most formidable creature known to stir within the @Field of Colossal Beasts. Sightings are scarce, and survivors fewer still. It is said to be a convergence of the heavens and the earth—the earth are its bones, with fissures of starlight, trailing cosmic flame, and shaking the land with its roar.
Scholars debate its origin. Some claim it is the final child of the celestial forge that birthed the orcs. Others believe it is a guardian of the First Tree, twisted by grief and time. @Thrakul of the Cooling Flame calls it “the memory of a falling world.” Some scholars like @Ewald Graumesser believe it is a manifestation of dying breath, a remnant of the creation of the world from the Hesan creation story.
🧬 Physical Description
Size: Gargantuan—its wingspan rivals the cliffs of Starfall Ridge.
Appearance: Scaled in the earth of the plateau, as if it were the creatures flesh and bones, and starlit crystal, with veins of glowing golden ore pulsing beneath its hide. Its eyes burn like twin novas, and its breath is a stream of radiant plasma that scorches earth and sky.
Flight: It does not flap—it rises, as if gravity itself forgets to hold it
Bone Fragments, Starfall Weapons & Armor
Bone fragments of Colossal beasts are used by to forge weapons, construct monuments, and for prestigious and ceremonial adornments. Both @Colossal Bone Fragments and @Colossal Bones are harvested from felled creatures in the Field of Colossal Beasts. Merchants from afar are also known to barter for them, but without proper reverence, the bones aren't easily given to outsiders.
Examples of weapons forged by renowned blacksmith @Vaerion Thornshard from the bones of colossal beasts are:
@Great Sword of Colossal Beasts
@Great Axe of Colossal Beasts
@Great Sword of Colossal Beasts
@Dagger of Colossal Beasts
@Staff of Colossal Beasts
@Bone Armor of Colossal Beasts
@Helmet of Colossal Beasts
Current Threats
In recent seasons, the beasts have grown more numerous—and more aggressive. Some say the beasts are being drawn to the @Shrine of the Sky Ring, as if summoned by something ancient and forgotten.
Captain @Gorath Urukul has led multiple expeditions into the Field. His warbands return with scars and stories—and sometimes, fragments of starlit bone that hum when held. In order to join the hunt in the @Field of Colossal Beasts , a warrior must take on the Rite of the Colossal Hunter.
The council of the Pact has declared the Field a sacred danger: not to be claimed, but to be respected. And watched.