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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Inez Hull" data-source="post: 1636989" data-attributes="member: 5114">[OODM: Sorry 'bout the lack of posting, very busy week. I'll attempt to get a bit of flow happpening once more]The company boldly decides to wait on in the lengthening shadows, to Artos's reminder that Aski had his encounter with the Phantom at dusk, in this very forest. The meal of freshly roasted elk is enjoyed, but relaxation soon becomes impossible and the rich meat turns nervous stomaches queasy. Nerves fray and the lengthening shadows bring an eerie quietness to the wyd. The rangers swear that nothing is abnormal about the forest, just the normal quiet as diurnal animals retire and nocturnal creatures have yet to begin their nights activities. However, the words do little to convince anyone, and whether it be purely from the expectation of the Phantom's appearance, something feels wrong.With time the false dusk of the westerly peak's shadow becomes true dusk and moves on into night. The light of the campfire and the glow from moon and stars above grant fair visibility in the sparse foliage of the wyd, yet the shadows seem to bear menace. Suprisingly it is Antroine, whose increasing fear of the phantom seems to have cut through his normal smoke hazed distraction, who first notices the strange light off in the distance to the west. With a strangled yelp he is on his feet pointing for the rest of the party to see. It is hard to see at first, blinking between the interposing trees several hundred yards away, upslope in the foothills of the Pen-Dredi, but with patience all spot it at last, a flickering ghostlight of pale blue-green slowly moving through the trees.</blockquote>

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