Quakehorn, the Thunderback

“When the ground trembles, it is not the storm you fear—it is the Quakehorn.” — Emberclaw Proverb

 

Classification

Superfauna / Jurassic Behemoth Native Region: Jurkash
 

Appearance

The Quakehorn is a thunderous juggernaut of scale and bone—its horned visage flanked by an ornate frill, crowned with spikes and ridges that shimmer faintly when rain falls. A jagged row of dorsal plates juts down its spine, and its clubbed tail is covered in stone-like armor, capable of flattening ancient trees in a single sweep. Its moss-flecked hide blends with jungle foliage, but its footsteps are unmistakable—each one a low rumble beneath the earth.
 

Behavior

Solitary and nomadic, the Quakehorn roams the deep jungles and high plateaus of Jurkash. It is a guardian of wild places, ignoring most creatures unless provoked. When threatened, it fights with a sudden, explosive fury—charging, stomping, and swinging its mighty tail. During storms or celestial alignments, it’s said to grow more restless, as though answering a call older than memory.
 

Abilities

Seismic Stomp – Strikes the ground with such force it sends shockwaves in a wide radius, knocking creatures off their feet.
Armor Plating – Its overlapping scales grant it natural resistance to piercing and slashing weapons.
Tailbreaker – The sheer weight and force of its club tail can break stone walls, cave in terrain, or send foes flying.
 

Cultural Significance

To the Emberclaw, the Quakehorn is a spirit of endurance and the raw, unshaped power of the earth. Its image is carved into ancient stone totems, and its shed scales are said to grant strength to those who wear them. Tribal stories claim the greatest Emberclaw chiefs were marked by dreams of the Quakehorn, often at moments of great transformation.
 

Notable Sightings

The Stonewake Charge – Imperial troops attempting to set up a forward camp in the Na Dreapa Ceobhrán Highlands were scattered when the Quakehorn emerged from the mists. Survivors speak of a living avalanche that crushed wagons and warriors alike before vanishing into the trees.
  The Three-Fold Tread – Hunters once tracked strange rhythmic tremors through the jungle—only to find great furrows in the earth, bones shattered under invisible weight, and distant horn echoes carried by the wind.