The mystical Shadowbringer Roc is a giant cousin to the fabled Phoenix. Like it's fiery cousin it also has a life and rebirth cycle, albeit with less flamboyant displays. The Shadowbringer Roc eventually succumbs to it's one weakness, light. In a smoking ruin it falls, pierced through by shafts of glistening destruction, only to rise again when a new moon spreads inky blackness upon the face of the world.
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Though this rarely-glimpsed bird superficially resembles a ratite at first glance, it is speculated to be more closely related to Phasianidae. The chick is able to walk and fend for itself within hours of hatching, protected by fuzzy down that looks like dandelion seeds. The plumage of the mature bird is laden with chlorophyll from which the animal seems to draw its energy, though the mechanism behind this ability is still poorly understood. When the bird reaches the end of its life, seeds and spores that have collected in the feathers grow, facilitated by the nutrient-rich mulch that was once the bird's body. After many years, one of these plants will produce a single enormous acorn from which a new phoenix chick will hatch.
The Ironbird´s scream is high-pitches, screeching sound. It is said to bleed quicksilver, although no weapon has ever penetrated it´s skin before. In old age, it begins to rust along with its nest, until it ultimately falls apart into a pile of rusty flakes.
Legend say that the Greater Bird of Paradise is a benevolent earth spirit made real. Where it travels, lush forests sprout and take root. When the bird nears the end of life's long journey, it will fly to a far off and barren place. Where it takes root, life grows and flourishes, creating an oasis in an otherwise lifeless land. Overtime, it's oaken flesh itself grows into a mighty tree which bears the seeds of future generations to come.
The Phoenix lies in wait for its prey, to heavy to move it's own body around continuously. It's beak draws it's victims in, disguised as the sparse vegetation in the area. Its heavy wings can be flapped to create a cloud of sand to hide itself from any predators with jaws powerful enough to break through the craggy exterior. Upon death the phoenix's body calcifies, crumbles, and returns to the earth. After several years, the rocky remains begin to 'hatch' new offspring. Many must be born, as only the strong survive.