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1 A Tier Taming [Solo] on 04/08/18, 02:55 am

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Day One
The lands of Imuchakk would be the perfect battle ground for him to improve his skill as a tamer to the next level. These lands were harshand anything capable of living here wouldn't have their will so easily broken by mere words or striking. He would have to be calculated, strong dominant to take over one of these beasts. After returning from the Imuchakk job, 8 knew what he had to do now. He started packing to do some travelling on his own to train with the animals of Imuchakks wild. He bid adieu to Sara and left her with some money so she would be well taken care of before he went for his training.

Alexander had some magic tools with him, and the thought of his deceased rodents that he had put to rest. Alexander was refering to the maps he had made earlier as well as the bestiary he had created at the same time. Now that he was far enough out into the wilderness, he would begin to unpack and settle down for the night. The night time had brought more severe conditions. Alex pitched his tent in a way and location that would be hard for any type of creature that made its nest here, impossible to detect except by luck. This was also part of his training, being aware of all sorts of creatures and realizing not only their capacity, but their wild instincts as well.

Now he would enter his tent that was pitched against the wall of rock formation, somewhat buried under the snow so some creatures would walk overhead. Alex grabbed hold of his furs and got into an insulated sleeping bag, and covering his face, using his breath to keep watm in the sub arctic temperatures.

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2 Re: A Tier Taming [Solo] on 05/08/18, 01:50 am

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Even the sleep under these conditions got Alexander more in tune with the beasts who would sleep in wild even under the snow, thanks to their fur. Every action and experience he shared or mimicked brough him one step closer to becoming a true tamer.

Before going out of his tent to face the elements, he reflected on what he had done previously as a tamer. Initially, he merely found some insects that Master Ramses slaver caravan happened to get a hold of. They were like beautiful scarabs from Heliohapt, who were luminous, sonic and even explosive. He had coaxed the simple minded creature into following his commands, as advised by Sharram and Tsuki. With the pairs council even simple creatures such as beetles would obey his commands. But there was something unnatural to him, and he went to his advisors for something small and numerous that he could feel for.

Between the two of them, the advice kind of settled on getting some rats, versatile creatures that could be awfully cute while still being extremely functional. Just by virture of having so many he wad able to perform tasks he might have normally not been able to, plus there was a sense of security as well as a sense of loyalty by having them around.

As he spent more and more time away from the circle of slave masters, he took more time to seewhat raising a creature was about. His first rats were caught and tamed, but then after some rounds of breeding, Alexander had the rats imprinted on him. The difference was day and night. Complete obedience, seemingly in love with him, and in addition to that, he could selectively choose the traits he found most desireable for whatever purpose he chose.

But now he had lost his last pet, completely wiping out his rat colony. He would take this moment of adversity to improve his skill as a tamer and then he would be off to find a new creature to suit his needs and purposes. But first thing was first.

He would step out of his tent covered in furs, while referencing his small bestiary journal. He found some foxes that he thought would be interesting to track, find and tame. So he began his quest. In the journal, there were footprints that he had detailed earlier. As he walked in the snow swept terrain, he only found faint traces of fox foot prints. Alex found other trails, and even a cold fox trail that bore no fruit. So he simply returned to his tent and would try another path the next day.

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