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So you were born to feel “nice”? Instead of doing things and experiencing them? Don’t you see the plants, the birds, the ants and spiders and bees going about their individual tasks, putting the world in order, as best they can? And you’re not willing to do your job as a human being? Why aren’t you running to do what your nature demands?
—  Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
Tundras and Scents?

“In the same manner, tundra dragons remember individuals who wronged them by smell alone. “You smell like an enemy,” can result in feuds between clans that span centuries, the exact reason for their squabbling long-forgotten.”

These little dudes have fantastic olfactory systems, right? Wonderful noses, wonderful memories related to the smells. So it got me thinking, what if they can produce said smells? Tons of animals communicate through pheromones, ants, bees, humans, primates, dogs, a lot. 

So if tundras are using their memory of smells to pass down who wronged who, perhaps they can ‘recreate’ the scent that they wish to communicate through pheromones, other scent stuff, maybe some magic. There’s plenty of options, especially for creating the scents of other dragons and creatures. 

Let’s say another dragon (a guardian, for illustration purposes) viciously attacks a tundra, the tundra survives and returns to the family and is all like ‘hey guys, smell this? KILL,” while releasing the scent of the aggressor. Hell, maybe it’s subconscious. Perhaps when a tundra’s freeze/flight/fight response ends and their body starts to calm down in a safe location (likely with other tundras/family), they release the scent of whatever it was that pushed them into the response, another with another scent ‘tag’ that creates a negative connotation to other tundras. The worse the fear and stress the poor thing goes through, the stronger the ‘signal’ becomes. 

So the tundra survives, happily taken care of by its other tundra brethren. The tundra grows old, and tells stories to the children, and the children’s children hear stories, phrases, and warnings. The tundra mimics the scent of their aggressor from so long ago, particularly if it was a brutal attack. It becomes a well known story in the clan as time passes. No one is really sure who started it anymore, but everyone has heard it. Little baby tundras grow up with this in the back of their mind, not really aware.

Years and generations later, an old guardian visits a little tundra clan, looking for some shelter in the ice storm. And the moment that guardian comes within miles of the camp, every single tundra’s alarm goes off, perfectly coordinated, and they know that their new guest has done them some horrible wrong.

The guardian, having long forgotten about the battle with a tundra so long ago, doesn’t really get why their hosts are acting so strange until they’re completely alone and cornered by a mob of tundras snapping their very long canines. 

At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: “I have to go to work – as a human being. What do I have to complain of, If I’m going to do what I was born for – the things I was brought into the world to do? Or is this what I was created for? To huddle under the blankets an stay warm?

“But it’s nicer here…”

So you were born to feel “nice”? Instead of doing things and experiencing them? Don’t you see the plants, the birds, the ants and spiders and bees going about their individual tasks, putting the world in order, as best they can? And you’re not willing to do your job as a human being? Why aren’t you running to do what your nature demands?

“But we have to sleep sometime…”

Agreed. But nature set a limit on that – as it did on eating and drinking. And you’re over the limit. You’ve had more than enough of that. But not of working. There you’re still below your quota.

You don’t love yourself enough. Or you’d love your nature too, and what it demands of you. People who love what they do wear themselves down doing it, they even forget to wash or eat. Do you have less respect for your own nature than the engraver does for engraving, the dancer for the dance, the miser for money or the social climber for status? When they’re really possessed by what they do, they’d rather stop eating and sleeping than give up practicing their arts.

—  Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
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During battle, every party member has an option to analyze the enemy. No matter who uses it, it will display the enemy’s HP, Attack, Defense, and weaknesses.

But afterwards, each bug has some unique dialogue to go with it!

Only one analysis is enough to get the enemy into the records - will you have a designated analysis bug or try to read all of them?