- ✦ FAERIE !!
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They were so close.
The toska. Just as the ascension of the morning star crowning the dawn couldn’t be ignored, the snare of eternal sleep hovering over her head was an endless reminder. A reminder of poison cloaked under a veil of astral lights. Flickering lights, both fickle and lofty, sworn to change like the wrath of the seven seas at a breath’s pause. Even a mere touch would spell the end.
The end of a journey just begun.
Her tail rested along the scout’s shoulders, a gentle assurance as soft, blue curls flinched under the fierce whip of a vine. His shoulders quivered as the corded strands slithered over his back. “Steady, Lucah.”
A little nod. “Yeah. It’s just…”
“I don’t think they’ll hurt you.” Gently, Aestas nudged the sacramento cords off from his back, a soft smile curving. “See? I think they’re just curious━”
“Actually, scratch that.” Dante’s nose wrinkled. “Look.”
Sacramento vines writhed under the kiss of wraith, a wraith disguised with flickering, prismatic hues… but a wraith the same. A wraith with an insatiable lust. The toska. Ebony corrupted the thick cords, the rich colors fading to a pale sheen, before bowing to an eternal obsidian. And now, it was a puppet on strings, ruled by another spirit, flopping and dancing.
Destroying.
Dark, serpentine coils lashed out, snaring upon its first victim, ripping them from the skies. A faltering call from a lone songbird dwindled, song lost at the embrace of the vines. The only remnant of its presence… a frail form left behind. (+2FP finch)
“It’s changed.” Her throat squeezed tight. Too tight. “We need to hurry. Come━”
A shrill call from a little lark pierced the tension, echoing a warning. A late warning.
Lucah.
Blue curls slid underneath the twisted tango of vines, paws kicking thin air as the edges of the path crumbled. He scrambled, stealing beneath the wild darkness of corrupted coils and the scintillating lights of the toska fast at work. His paws closed around a small form, pilfering it from the grasp of a loose vine.
Her paws had never moved faster, heart skipping far too many beats.
“Lucah? Lucah, are you━”
“I’m okay!” His head dashed up, smile hesitant… apologetic. “I… I couldn’t let the vines hurt her.” His paws parted, revealing a quivering form of gold curls. Carefully, he rested a gentle paw on the creature’s head, dusting off a mauve blossom. “She even has some herbs on her.” A faint frown. “And something else.” (+3FP rabbit, +1 lavender, +1 horsetail, +1 common edit)
“Well, I thought you completely lost it.” With a soft snort, Dante nudged the other’s shoulder, grin unfaltering. “Nice moves and all, but I thought the toska actually sent you off the edge there. Who would have thought? The toska doing insane, voodoo magic without even touch━”
“Hey, guys…” A soft, lyrical whisper broke through. “I think we have guests.”
Dante frowned. “Wait, what? Guests?”
“They’re not here, yet, but they’re close. Maybe approaching?” The lark resting upon her shoulder chittered, a soft note of alarm, as she pivoted, facing the trio. “And they’re… not elves either.”
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They were so close.
The toska. Just as the ascension of the morning star crowning the dawn couldn’t be ignored, the snare of eternal sleep hovering over her head was an endless reminder. A reminder of poison cloaked under a veil of astral lights. Flickering lights, both fickle and lofty, sworn to change like the wrath of the seven seas at a breath’s pause. Even a mere touch would spell the end.
The end of a journey just begun.
Her tail rested along the scout’s shoulders, a gentle assurance as soft, blue curls flinched under the fierce whip of a vine. His shoulders quivered as the corded strands slithered over his back. “Steady, Lucah.”
A little nod. “Yeah. It’s just…”
“I don’t think they’ll hurt you.” Gently, Aestas nudged the sacramento cords off from his back, a soft smile curving. “See? I think they’re just curious━”
“Actually, scratch that.” Dante’s nose wrinkled. “Look.”
Sacramento vines writhed under the kiss of wraith, a wraith disguised with flickering, prismatic hues… but a wraith the same. A wraith with an insatiable lust. The toska. Ebony corrupted the thick cords, the rich colors fading to a pale sheen, before bowing to an eternal obsidian. And now, it was a puppet on strings, ruled by another spirit, flopping and dancing.
Destroying.
Dark, serpentine coils lashed out, snaring upon its first victim, ripping them from the skies. A faltering call from a lone songbird dwindled, song lost at the embrace of the vines. The only remnant of its presence… a frail form left behind. (+2FP finch)
“It’s changed.” Her throat squeezed tight. Too tight. “We need to hurry. Come━”
A shrill call from a little lark pierced the tension, echoing a warning. A late warning.
Lucah.
Blue curls slid underneath the twisted tango of vines, paws kicking thin air as the edges of the path crumbled. He scrambled, stealing beneath the wild darkness of corrupted coils and the scintillating lights of the toska fast at work. His paws closed around a small form, pilfering it from the grasp of a loose vine.
Her paws had never moved faster, heart skipping far too many beats.
“Lucah? Lucah, are you━”
“I’m okay!” His head dashed up, smile hesitant… apologetic. “I… I couldn’t let the vines hurt her.” His paws parted, revealing a quivering form of gold curls. Carefully, he rested a gentle paw on the creature’s head, dusting off a mauve blossom. “She even has some herbs on her.” A faint frown. “And something else.” (+3FP rabbit, +1 lavender, +1 horsetail, +1 common edit)
“Well, I thought you completely lost it.” With a soft snort, Dante nudged the other’s shoulder, grin unfaltering. “Nice moves and all, but I thought the toska actually sent you off the edge there. Who would have thought? The toska doing insane, voodoo magic without even touch━”
“Hey, guys…” A soft, lyrical whisper broke through. “I think we have guests.”
Dante frowned. “Wait, what? Guests?”
“They’re not here, yet, but they’re close. Maybe approaching?” The lark resting upon her shoulder chittered, a soft note of alarm, as she pivoted, facing the trio. “And they’re… not elves either.”
✦ The patrol has spotted another group approaching, not native to the elven fortress! They don't appear to be trespassing, nor causing trouble. At least for now. Does the patrol choose to investigate or continue on their journey? ✦
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✦ totals
xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ aestas (20% hunger), dante (20% hunger), xxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxx eostre (20% hunger), lucah (20% hunger) xxxxxxxxxxxx
xxhealth stats
xxxx↳ n/a
xxxp stats (opted in for death)
xxxx↳ +60XP for writing, +20XP for patrol sent
xxxxxx+10XP for prey, +4XP for herbs, +2XP for item
xx+10% hunger for each patrol cat
xxxx↳ aestas (20% hunger), dante (20% hunger), xxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxx eostre (20% hunger), lucah (20% hunger) xxxxxxxxxxxx
xxhealth stats
xxxx↳ n/a
xxxp stats (opted in for death)
xxxx↳ +60XP for writing, +20XP for patrol sent
xxxxxx+10XP for prey, +4XP for herbs, +2XP for item
xxprey + herb finds for patrol
xx+3FP rabbit, +2FP finch
xx+1 lavender, +1 horsetail
xxitem finds
xxxx↳ +1 common edit
xxlevels
xxxx↳ +96XP → level 4 (325/500XP)
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✦ notes: n/a! <33
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