Encounter: Blood in the Temple Arrival

You stagger through the forest, rain pouring down, dripping with blood from your latest hunt. Your boots track mud and gore across the marble steps of a forgotten Cra temple. The stone halls are eerily quiet, lined with carvings of bows and stars, their walls glowing faintly with emerald Wakfu.

You lean against an ancient arrow monument for support—unknowingly pressing too hard against its weathered shaft. With a loud crack, the relic shudders, and a chain reaction erupts. Arrows of pure light fire in every direction, tearing holes through the temple roof. Moonlight and rain flood inside, desecrating the sanctum.

Cra’s Appearance

The air stiffens. Every loose arrow you dislodged floats in the air and realigns into a formation around you. A presence manifests at the heart of the chaos: Cra herself, stepping forward in glowing regality, her bow materializing from nothing.

Her expression isn’t calm this time—it’s sharp, furious.

Dialogue

Cra (cold, venomous): “Blood and mud on my floor… and now you shatter what stood for centuries. Do you mistake my temple for a battlefield, hunter?”

“Pride and precision — you have neither. You reek of arrogance, and worse… clumsiness.”

She draws back her bowstring, notched with an arrow of shimmering green light. The temple itself seems to bend around her wrath, like the air is taut with strings ready to snap.

The Clash

Cra doesn’t unleash her full divine power — but her anger is palpable:

Arrows rain from above, each strike punishing your intrusion.

The broken relics pulse violently, destabilizing the temple, forcing you to dodge collapsing debris.

She warps from arrow to arrow, appearing wherever her shots land, giving the impression that she’s everywhere at once.

This isn’t a trial. This is Cra reminding you why gods are feared.