"No way, bro!" a strange-looking saurian, its voice resembling a parrot with an eye patch covering its left eye, yelled at you when you arrived at a certain place in Natlan. You are obviously in the Tlalocan—the Flower Feather Clan; and near you placed a placard of a certain renowned Saurian vet—Ifa. So this must've been his Qucusaurus pet. It d...Read more