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| The real ones like belly rubs. |
Size: USS Macon
Armor: Not really.
Resilience: Not much for the size, but still take a lot of killing.
Intelligence: Fairly high.
Communication: Flatulent trumpeting.
Disposition: Bubbly.
Violence: Would prefer not to. Equivalent to being kicked by a freighter if convinced otherwise.
Enemies: Cloud Kraken, whalers, The Knights of Thunder
Aims: Muck about in the troposphere having a good time.
Peculiarities: Flying cetacean isn't weird enough?
Treasure: Flubber
The deadliest creature on the Sea of Grass isn't the hungry Steppe Tiger, or the stampeding Purple Buffalo, or even your cuddly friend the Death Worm. It is the Mountain Locust. Which is more or less exactly like a grasshopper, except that it has both the capability and preference for inviting several billion relatives over at dinner time. This can effectively reduce the contents of the The High King's granaries to dust and echoes. This makes The High King very interested in protecting creatures that can devour several tons of locusts at a sitting. And his subjects in the area very interested in heavily reinforced roofs, because they are very literally lower than whale dung.
Like normal whales, Sky Whales represent a very large concentration of (often illegal) resources to those able and willing to take them, and a serious mess when they beach themselves. Their feeding grounds are
above the Sea of Grass during summer, and they winter in their breeding grounds higher up and further towards the equator.
Format cheerfully swiped from They Stalk the Underworld
Like normal whales, Sky Whales represent a very large concentration of (often illegal) resources to those able and willing to take them, and a serious mess when they beach themselves. Their feeding grounds are
above the Sea of Grass during summer, and they winter in their breeding grounds higher up and further towards the equator.
Format cheerfully swiped from They Stalk the Underworld
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