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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1018209" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 098“Rocky Badlands”Mania and Cosa set out first thing in the morning.  They felt that since they were past the salt flats it was not required to travel at night.  “Six or half a dozen.” Korla said.It would take a few days to reach the post of  “Protectors of the Ancient”.  According to the Samarah natives, this small group of druids, clerics and rangers watched over the Bodach Peninsula.  They tried to deter people from interring the ruins but mainly tried to keep the existing undead within the ruins.  The leader was a druid named Protoss.  It was believed he had a hidden oasis within the badlands that were used for a base of operations for the protectors.They soon entered the Rocky Badlands.  These areas were walls of high often-jagged rock that created walls and canyons.  These in turn created weaving paths that were maze like at times.  If something wished to hide, it easily could within this area.  To make matters worse, since it bordered with the sea of silt there was constant silt drifts within the canyons.  A path that was good one day may be blocked the next.  Mania and Cosa wished they had backup with them.The two took a break in the shade of a tall stone.  It had paintings of a large lizard chasing humanoids.  It was crude but effective.  They spent ten minutes discussing whether it was art or a warning of some sort.  The wind was picking up as they picked up their gear and began to walk along.  They missed the strange hiss of silt that curled and swirled after them.“Silt is getting strong again.” Comments Mania as he pulls his face coverings on in an attempt to protect his eyes.“I can’t imagine a storm when in here- you could be buried for years until the next storm removes the silt again.”  She says with a flirtatious smile.  Mania jumps as she moves up and pinches his backside.“We don’t have time for that…not that that ever stopped us.”  Mania stops and turns to give her a hug and kiss.  He opens his eyes just in time to see a swirling freestanding serpentine form of silt rush in on them.  "Attack!" is all he can yell as he moves back trying to reach his smaller clubs located on a hip holster given to him by a Samarah native for a handful of Purple Berries he found in his bag of holding.A snake or serpent like creature made entirely of silt with glowing yellow eyes swirls around Cosa and wraps tight.  “Ohhhhh!” is all she can say as the very moisture from her body is being drained from her.Mania swings at the eyes.  Silt bursts from the swings as his magical singing sticks strike and breakup the swirling silt.  The serpent continues to move moisture from Cosa into itself making the eyes glow brighter.Cosa tries to escape but is unable.  Her lips begin to dry and her skin pales and grows taunt.  Mania hits it twice more but it continues to drain her.  She drops to her knees while still being sucked dry by the creature. Mania hits it once more but misses the next time as silt bursts and strikes his eyes.  Cosa falls forward resting her face onto the silt.  Now she is being drained of moisture and unable to breathe.  Mania strikes the eyes again.  It begins to unravel in an attempt to escape but Mania strikes it again and the silt falls onto the existing silt.  The moisture stolen from her lands on the ground.  It is soaked up quickly by the dry silt.Mania fumbles with his pack getting out water.  Cosa is pale and her skin is taunt and flaky.  She coughs on the dirty water allowing most of it to dribble from the side of her mouth.  Mania continues to nurse her with water but finds little helps.  He fails to see the yellow fibers growing out of the ground where the Silt Serpent was destroyed.  A vine grows rapidly once fed by the water carried from Cosa’s body to it through the destruction of the elemental creature.  A lone bud forms.Cosa coughs two more times then feebly opens her eyes.  “Attack?” she says weakly.</blockquote>

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