No screenshot, sorry. (Any meaningful one was out of range of sight at the time.) But, I had to relate this one.
So, I have a few Ravenous Werewolfs of mine roaming around, desperate for something to eat.. anything... Occasionally, I keep tabs on them to see what they're up to.
I noticed one of them far outside of my territory, up in the NortWest boonies standing very, very still, pointing towards the frozen North.. just standing there.
Well, Archeron and Sludghome are there, just out of sight from my Falcons and within a couple of days march from our hungry werewolf. I watched him over the next few turns to see if he would chance it. He just stood there.. staring... drooling...
Then, I guess the prospect of a nice, juicy, dragon steak was something he could ignore no longer. At the beginning of one turn, I received the inevitable message...
"Son of Inferno has destroyed your Ravenous Werewolf!"
Now, THAT is what I call "hungry!"
So, I have a few Ravenous Werewolfs of mine roaming around, desperate for something to eat.. anything... Occasionally, I keep tabs on them to see what they're up to.
I noticed one of them far outside of my territory, up in the NortWest boonies standing very, very still, pointing towards the frozen North.. just standing there.
Well, Archeron and Sludghome are there, just out of sight from my Falcons and within a couple of days march from our hungry werewolf. I watched him over the next few turns to see if he would chance it. He just stood there.. staring... drooling...
Then, I guess the prospect of a nice, juicy, dragon steak was something he could ignore no longer. At the beginning of one turn, I received the inevitable message...
"Son of Inferno has destroyed your Ravenous Werewolf!"
Now, THAT is what I call "hungry!"