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"Ah, now these I've also seen in person. One was actually contained and used as a plower in Halo." One side of her mouth twitches. It was kind of pathetic, actually, how bad the bear looked. She knows they have to keep them at half strength for their own protection, but seeing the sorry state of a once powerful creature was a tad too close to what might happen to her if she's ever caught by the Old Gods. “Massive white bears with heavy coats and long serrated tusks. A full grown, healthy Ursur could easily kill a person, and you can’t always see them coming out on the Tundra. They eat everything from rabbits to carrion, I imagine. They can be caught and controlled, but they would have to be kept under a lot of restraints - even then, there was real fear about what an Ursur could do if they got loose.” She pauses a moment and thinks about the possibility of getting an Urusur cub and raising it from a bottle, if that would be possible. There would be a lot of risks involved, but it would be quite the companion… “I think that’s it. Ah, The people in Whitebrim, the outpost, may or may not be opportunistic cannibals.” Jury was out on that one, but it’s worth a warning, WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm