You know something? There ought to be autonomous, self-loading catapults roaming the Stonelands. Something uncontrolled and Netherese in origin.
Maybe the catapults behave like Clone copies: when they encounter each other, they go crazy trying to destroy each other. In the end, there can be only one.
And wouldn't that be interesting? Think about it. You're off adventuring in the Stonelands. You've got your map and your trusty companions by your side and you're making good time through the difficult terrain when all of a sudden woosh and then crash. You look to see what the heck just flew over your head and landed with a bang in the distance when woosh and crash happen again, but this time in the other direction. That's when you see two massive constructs that look like keep-sized scorpions, except their pincers are dragging rocks closer and the tails are twisting in an impossible way before unwinding at tremendous speed and then their payloads woosh over your head and crash next to their distant targets. Maybe one even scores a hit. Or, possibly, the hurled rocks collide with each other right over your adventuring head and send deadly debris raining down on you and your companions.
I'm telling you, the Stonelands just got way more interesting.
Maybe the catapults behave like Clone copies: when they encounter each other, they go crazy trying to destroy each other. In the end, there can be only one.
And wouldn't that be interesting? Think about it. You're off adventuring in the Stonelands. You've got your map and your trusty companions by your side and you're making good time through the difficult terrain when all of a sudden woosh and then crash. You look to see what the heck just flew over your head and landed with a bang in the distance when woosh and crash happen again, but this time in the other direction. That's when you see two massive constructs that look like keep-sized scorpions, except their pincers are dragging rocks closer and the tails are twisting in an impossible way before unwinding at tremendous speed and then their payloads woosh over your head and crash next to their distant targets. Maybe one even scores a hit. Or, possibly, the hurled rocks collide with each other right over your adventuring head and send deadly debris raining down on you and your companions.
I'm telling you, the Stonelands just got way more interesting.