The Zakkan Oasis, dusk:

Laying in the cold mud beneath the brush, and garbed in layers of green stained leathers and scrap cloaks covered in preserved foliage, the hunter waits patiently, peering through a spyglass carefully strapped to the top of his trusty crossbow. In his crosshairs, scratched by a pin needle into a secondary lens attached to the device, the stegosaurus drinks from the rushing river. It hasn't noticed the predator lying in wait for it.

The hunter shifts in place, leaning over a twig - CRACK! - The stegosaurus' head snaps around, staring into the forest.

A massive carnivore leaps from the water! It's glimmering blue scales having hidden it from its prey's sight. "Finally." - the hunter thinks to himself as he gently caresses the hair trigger of his weapon. Before the great carnivore can snap down on the stegosaurus' exposed neck, the bolt stabs through it's own neck. It stumbles, the stegosaurus turns and runs into the trees.

Zenzi stands over the beast, stroking its head as it slowly falls into endless sleep, the flush viper poison spreads from the bolt, taking hold, and redening the creature's once brilliant scales.

"Hush now. You lorded over this river well. But you became greedy, expanded your territory. And the predators of the forest proved too much for you. I assure you, none of your carcass will be wasted. The jungle shall feast this night...."