Wyverns—the Paolemern Empire’s greatest weapon, and an exclusive one at that. Their procurement and rearing is a closely guarded secret of the Ardulai and their holy rites. None beyond the inner circle truly know how the eggs are found, hatched, or tamed.
In the wild, wyverns hunt much like eagles. They seize their prey in powerful talons, cast them from the clouds, and descend only once the body is broken. On the ground, the beasts are far less agile, relying on their vast wings as makeshift forelimbs. Even so, when pressed, a wyvern can move with the speed and fury of a charging bear.
They are carnivorous, feeding on sheep, goats, and humans alike—though they will only harm a human when instructed. This chilling obedience makes them not just monsters of war, but extensions of imperial will.
Wyverns—the Paolemern Empire’s greatest weapon, and an exclusive one at that. Their procurement and rearing is a closely guarded secret of the Ardulai and their holy rites. None beyond the inner circle truly know how the eggs are found, hatched, or tamed. In the wild, wyverns hunt much like eagles. They seize their prey in powerful talons, cast them from the clouds, and descend only once the body is broken. On the ground, the beasts are far less agile, relying on their vast wings as makeshift forelimbs. Even so, when pressed, a wyvern can move with the speed and fury of a charging bear.
They are carnivorous, feeding on sheep, goats, and humans alike—though they will only harm a human when instructed. This chilling obedience makes them not just monsters of war, but extensions of imperial will.
Wyverns—the Paolemern Empire’s greatest weapon, and an exclusive one at that. Their procurement and rearing is a closely guarded secret of the Ardulai and their holy rites. None beyond the inner circle truly know how the eggs are found, hatched, or tamed. In the wild, wyverns hunt much like eagles. They seize their prey in powerful talons, cast them from the clouds, and descend only once the body is broken. On the ground, the beasts are far less agile, relying on their vast wings as makeshift forelimbs. Even so, when pressed, a wyvern can move with the speed and fury of a charging bear.
They are carnivorous, feeding on sheep, goats, and humans alike—though they will only harm a human when instructed. This chilling obedience makes them not just monsters of war, but extensions of imperial will.
