Hiraeth Creature #1160 - Agilba“The marshlands of Hiraeth have two sides to them, being the so

Hiraeth Creature #1160 - Agilba“The marshlands of Hiraeth have two sides to them, being the source for both serenity and fear. Around the fringes and pathways created by witch covens, the wetlands are a place where vivid flora paint strokes of colour across serene waters, and the songs of chirping insects and grazing beasts flow together in a gentle chorus. Many avoid travelling too deep into the sunken wilds for good reason, as the plants begin to grow into wild barricades, and the waters are deeper, hiding all manner of hungry monsters. There are many warning signs to dissuade casual adventurers, but fanciful tales have always taught us that nothing ventured is nothing gained, and there are many treasures hidden in the darkest parts of the swamplands. An incredible rarity that does immediately strike the mind as a momentous find is the Agilba, who only live in the most obscure and shrouded parts of Hiraeth’s largest marshes. They are usually mistaken for rocks or land mass obfuscated by water as they lazily rest and drift near the surface during daylight hours.  Their markings are distinct but could be interpreted as algae or moss, so the best way to spot them is the colourful spikes jutting out from their otherwise smooth hide.Agilba are docile and slow creatures, their rarity and importance often missed by the uninformed and the brash. Agilba are among some of the earliest known creatures to have flourished across Hiraeth— starting off the size of a fingernail, they have now grown momentous. Their species has lasted countless generations, finding sanctuary in impenetrable wilds and forgotten rivers. Alchemists and old witch covens believed that an oil that coats their skin is a potent panacea, capable of curing any disease, closing any wound, and even extending one’s life. Ancient records tell of auspicious druids who almost ascended to spirithood after acting as caretakers of these beasts. They claimed that riding on the backs of an Agilba would give visions of a bygone era, host to completely different flora and fauna. Old covens could not find them and neither could alchemists searching for miracles during the Giant’s March. Agilba seem to be sensitive to malice, vanishing before those of ill intent or during times of strife. It takes a peaceful and open mind to commune with these living relics.” -- source link

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