Prodigious Avian
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Release Date: 2023-07-24
Spielzeit aller Spieler in der Datenbank: 0 Stunden
Erreichte Errungenschaften: 4
Durchschnittliche Errungenschaften pro Spieler: 2 / 4
Aktueller Preis: 2.5€
Niedrigster Preis: 2.5€
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Prodigious Avian is a casual game, where you play as Quercus thy magnanimous and attempt to evade the malignant clutches of the Robber Baron, who threatens to engulf you and all of Cymru. Flap your wings little birdie and do not allow the talons of an insidious wretch to besmirch your fair visage.
4 verfügbare Errungenschaften
| # | Unlocked | Locked | Name | Beschreibung | Spieler | Global |
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| The Eagles First Flight | You have soared amongst the clouds and evinced to all that you are a Welsh avian, both stark and true. | 1 | 97.9% |
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| Soar Into Thy Clouds | You flap high and aloft with the tenacity of an incensed eagle. Fly higher and in time may you reach salvation. | 1 | 97.2% |
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| Praise Thegn Quercus | Lord Quercus, bathed in a radiant light, bless his heart and soul, for he is Welsh aristocracy incarnate, descended from an archaic line of Welsh Kings, who have trained since birth to repel the Saesneg menace. From creeping along suburbs, brimming with English invaders and terrorising their mailboxes with the locust horde, to sending thinly veiled threats to the council, may his efforts be immortalised in Skaldic song. O’ Quercus, O’ Quercus, the bane of all Englishmen, to your name and your deeds we shall merrily sing. For your efforts are vast, to save Cymru at last, from the menace of Westminster, holidayers, the council and Saesneg kings. O’ Quercus, O’ Quercus, the hero of Wales, we’ll drive out the Saesneg, from this land that we own. With our blood and our steel, we shall take back our home. The age of tyranny dims and the Englishman wanes, drive the stake in their vile hearts and send them to the cold grave! When our blood ebs on the ground and the Lord beckons us all, we shall rise with pride for we punished the Englishman’s gall. The Englishman, Englishman, horror incarnate, may their blood boil and thicken and foam at the gate. They have sneered and peered at our woes so great, we shall repel them from Cymru and wipe a clean slate. Cymru am Byth is our rallying cry, send the Englishman to Germania in wine barrel and away from Gods eye. Fe Godwin Ni Eto! | 1 | 96.5% |
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| The Robber Baron | The incorrigible Duke of Somerset, THE ROBBER BARON, has sold his people for a shiny shilling. He has ravaged our land, purloined its natural resources and DEFILED our women. THE BAD BEAUFORT, dainty milksot and lily livered ENGLISH ARISTOCRAT! You may have slain our avian, leaving his cadaver to decompose and fade into the soil, but in our memories his valiant efforts in opposing your tyrannical regime will never fade. We will ne’er forget this grave injustice. THE WELSH WILL REMEMBER YOUR CRIMES. Seek penance, wail and shriek, for if your sin is bad, then justice administered by the Welsh throng is worse! AMEN. | 1 | 96.5% |
