jbear
First Post
As the adventurers push their way stubbornly through the small breech provided by Wat's effort to blast through its thorny branches. But the hedge is not a normal hedge. As each of you squeezes through the gap the thorns shift and move subtly, like hungry claws reaching out sustenance, tearing at clothes, piercing through protective layers and drawing blood from torn skin. Even the wee pixie snags its wings in the reaching thorns and Daphne snags her fur and yelps in pain as she passes through.
But finally they emerge onto the other side, albeit tired and a little worse for wear. Sir Flib is quick to realise that the space is different from what he had perceived when he peeked through the gap.
Thr group stand in a clearing occupying the maze's center. In the middle of this clearing, a short stone pillar, fashioned in the shape of a dragon's claw, supports a square stone sundial. Depressions shaped like different plants-shamrock, oak, mistletoe, and
rose decorate the sundial, one at each corner.
But finally they emerge onto the other side, albeit tired and a little worse for wear. Sir Flib is quick to realise that the space is different from what he had perceived when he peeked through the gap.
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Thr group stand in a clearing occupying the maze's center. In the middle of this clearing, a short stone pillar, fashioned in the shape of a dragon's claw, supports a square stone sundial. Depressions shaped like different plants-shamrock, oak, mistletoe, and
rose decorate the sundial, one at each corner.