An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

Noshir immediately drew out his two axes to prepare for the enemy. He was not sure whether this big guy was a friend or foe, but it was always right to be prepared in advance.

Scar also took off his wooden shield and drew out his mace. He quickly took two steps forward and stood in front of Noshir in a very stable posture.

"Noshir, was this big guy summoned by your magic whistle?"

"Although I like this kind of furry, big-eyed large animal, it would be a different matter if the opponent is a hungry owl bear and has already eaten you for breakfast."

Owl bear, this creature can be said to be the most dangerous predator in the forest. This danger is not only because of its strength, but also because of its madness. Its greatest reputation is that it is ferocious and aggressive, and extremely irritable.

This creature does not care whether the enemy is stronger than itself. It will suddenly attack without any provocation from the opponent. Because of this, even those monsters that are bigger and stronger than owl bears will deliberately avoid fighting with it.

It has great strength and amazing agility. It can run faster than wolves. It can break a tree with a diameter of nine inches (30 cm) with one palm. It can also climb like a monkey. Its neck can rotate 360 ​​degrees like an owl. The iron beak in its mouth can bite through steel weapons directly. Even if you are wearing full plate armor, the owl bear will easily break through it like opening a can. Once it hugs you, even Noshiel will find it difficult to break free.

"I'm not sure. Don't act rashly and disturb it."

Noshiel did not raise his hand axe, but lowered it without revealing the blade, so as not to be misunderstood by this big guy and break the magic effect of the whistle in anger.

He himself actually had no confidence. It was supposed to be daytime now, and the owl bear was a nocturnal creature. If he could meet it at this time, it must have been summoned by this magic whistle.

But as mentioned before, the owlbear is a large, irritable predator. Unless it is domesticated from childhood, like the little owlbear that was raised from childhood in Baldur's Gate, it is possible to recognize the difference between friends and food.

So in contrast, wild owlbears are almost impossible to be tamed, and Noshil doesn't know how effective this equipment is, and whether it can work on such monsters.

After all, even the panel's explanation of this equipment is very vague. It just says that friendly creatures can be driven, but no one knows how long the summoned creatures will be friendly?

In summary, although Noshil wanted to believe in this magic item in his hand, it was the first time to use this equipment, and he originally just wanted to find some simple creatures to travel, but he didn't expect to find such a ferocious predator directly, which was seriously inconsistent with the original purpose, which greatly reduced Noshil's trust in this equipment.

And Noshil doesn't like creatures like owlbears. Although he thought it was cute when he first saw it, he couldn't change the fact that it is essentially a bloodthirsty monster.

Although I loved the little owl bear when I was playing Baldur's Gate, it would not be fun if you really encountered its adult form in the wilderness.

Noshier encountered this creature once when he was a child, and the consequence of that encounter is that there is still a huge scratch on his back.

"If it suddenly starts running, we will attack immediately, but if it pounces on you, you must not take it hard, you can't block it, and you will be directly crushed into a discus."

"I still know this."

Scar silently complained in response. This guy is only as tall as himself at the shoulder. It is absolutely seeking death to take on a monster of this tonnage. His shield can only play a role in blocking the opponent's vision. The real killer move is hidden behind the shield.

The two of them were 12 points alert and watched the giant beast slowly walk out. It was such a huge monster, but it walked silently, and even the sound of feathers scraping was almost inaudible.

Noshier quickly gave himself an animal conversation, wanting to see why this big guy came.

The owl bear slowly walked over. It first stared at the weapon in Noshir's hand. His weapon was hanging naturally, and he did not provoke him.

Under the magical effect of the whistle of friendship, this action seemed to make it think that Noshir was not in great danger. It turned its head and looked at Scar. Scar's half body was curled up in the shield, and the mace in his hand was also hidden behind the shield.

If the giant beast in front of him really wanted to attack, he would immediately dodge sideways, using the shield to cover its vision while the mace in his hand would hit his huge eyes hard.

But in the eyes of the owl bear, because there was no information of attack, the owl bear also directly classified Scar as a harmless little guy.

So it finally spoke.

"What is this? A fragile little guy with wings? A flying delicacy? No, it smells strange, a pungent smell."

Noshir raised his arm and smelled it. Could it be that the blood on his body yesterday was not washed clean?

"I heard a voice, where's the big guy? The big guy isn't here?"

The words were very incoherent, but it barely showed his position. However, for the sake of safety, Noshier continued to ask.

"The big guy you are talking about, is he a friend?"

Owlbear shook his head in confusion, as if he was thinking for a while, and then he answered with sudden realization.

"Friend? Yes, a friend! My claws are injured, and it hurts!"

"Friend! Healed me, I'm not in pain anymore. Come help me when you hear a sound. A long time ago, my friend said!"

Hearing this, Noshier finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the worst thing you can encounter in the wild is almost encountering a hungry owl bear. It's great that he didn't have such bad luck as soon as he went out.

So he put away his weapon and turned to Ska.

"It's okay. It's not a wild owl bear that wandered here accidentally. It was indeed summoned by the whistle."

Then Noshier silently complained in his heart that Harsin didn't even tell him in advance. This whistle had actually marked an owl bear. Really, could it be that he himself forgot that he had helped this big guy?

It seems really possible.

"...Noshir, does this mean that I will have to ride it to hurry on?"

"If it is a wild horse or a moose, I can accept it, but a monster like this."

"Will this guy really not throw me to the ground and rip me apart the moment I get close to him?"

Skar asked very doubtfully. As a noble who has lived in a civilized city since childhood, his understanding of this monster can be said to be quite limited. All his knowledge comes from records in books, and he has almost never really come into contact with it.

But even so, for this notorious monster, someone taught them how to deal with it when they were in the Knights.

This creature is ferocious and ruthless, cruel and cold. To deal with an adult owlbear, at least 4 to 6 well-trained professional soldiers with complete equipment are needed to take it down with a little thrill.

And now he has to ride this wild owlbear directly without any riding equipment and without any guarantee.

Noshir did not speak, but just nodded silently. Obviously, because of his past experience, he could not make any guarantees for Scar.

"Damn, I'm already missing my celestial steed."