Farm stock

Animals kept at the edge of every settlement. They mind their own business.

Cow

Docile livestock of the sunlit fields. Heavy hooves and broad flanks mark these animals across grasslands, forests, and coastal wetlands. They drift through the daylight hours ignoring travelers entirely, caring only for forage and shade. A cow will not charge or defend its territory; if struck by a blade or arrow, it simply bolts a short distance before settling again. Farmhands from places like Rarziled breed them in various coat colors to identify different herds, ensuring their property remains distinct after a storm or a night in the woods.

Also met as: Bull, Calf.

Goat

Hardy territorial grazers of the open reaches. Thick coats of fur protect these animals from the wind across tundra, deserts, and coastal strips. They move through daylight hours, claiming stretches of grassland or taiga as their own. A goat will not charge a stranger immediately; it squares its shoulders and holds its ground at a distance as a warning. Only those who venture too close or strike first face a full ramming assault. Because they refuse to yield even when bleeding, farmers and travelers must drive them off with force.

Also met as: Nanny Goat, Goat Kid.

Pig

Fattened livestock of the settlement fringes. Coarse bristles and mud-caked flanks mark these creatures where they root through forest floors, grasslands, wetlands, and savannas. By day, they drift across the grazing lands near our walls, paying no heed to travelers or guards. Only when a blade finds its hide does a pig bolt, leaping forward in a short, panicked burst before seeking cover. Farmhands keep them close to the village gates to prevent theft by wolves or worse.

Also met as: Piglet.

Whale

Massive aquatic mammals of the open seas. Blubbered flanks and barnacle-crusted skin drift through deep waters where these gentle giants feed on krill. They pay no heed to passing ships or swimming folk, continuing their slow migration through the salt currents without interest in one's cargo or life. When a harpoon finds its mark, the creature merely bolts a short distance away from the pain rather than turning to fight. Coastal settlements prize their oil and bone for lanterns and tools, making their predictable routes a target for winter hunts.

Also met as: Right Whale.