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I'll let you do the math from there.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJ8RDAoo43s
You can tell that the Rathlings are a angry couple that throw with stuff at each other, pretty scary :)
Dung Pods are your friend
There is an elder dragon who does a similar thing, only so much worse...
And a B-52 who is either hellbent on hunter destruction, or everybody's best friend
it just turns out monsters and hunters alike are all on the naughty list for one reason or another, and since there is no coal in the new world he substitutes high explosive warts.
reading this and saying it aloud its clear im tired and should go to bed.
Question. Why waste time with all the cannons and barricades and ballistae and boats to repel Zorah Magdaros, when we could have funnelled money into building a massive slinger that fires titanic sized dung pods at it?
Elder Dragon or not, if you got hit in the face with a dung bomb the size of a small hamlet, you'd run for the ocean, no questions about it.