Viridian Plague: Act II--The Lady of Prophecy & Act III--A Shred of Hope
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Rystil Arden
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"I know, Sister," Pleione whispers, as she rolls her shoulders, arches her back and sighs softly amidst the flowers, "Why don't you go get Trayah to make you wind? He always makes sure you get symbiosis every day--I think he definitely likes you."
Rystil Arden
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"I'm sure he could do it--he seems pretty amazing that way--but it looks like whatever that thing he does is, he can only do it once every day, or else why does he never use it when we're in fights."
"Anyway, I can feel these flowers purifying, and their love and energy suffuses me and invigorates me," Pleione sighs in pleasure and leans back against the flowers, rolling amongst them to maximise the amount of flesh in contact with the blossoms.
"Anyway, I can feel these flowers purifying, and their love and energy suffuses me and invigorates me," Pleione sighs in pleasure and leans back against the flowers, rolling amongst them to maximise the amount of flesh in contact with the blossoms.
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*Pleione langourously lays amidst the flowers for several hours and then eventually reluctantly heads into the Rope Trick. Pulling in the rope, the extradimensional haven becomes nearly completely impenetrable, and they rest the night safely.*
*As they wake up the next morning and prepare to head out, they notice signs on the forest floor that something with claws had come down below and eventually left. Pleione symbioses with the flowers again if she can, just before they leave.*
*The remainder of the journey, assuming Obscurity continues with her Rope Tricks, is among the safest stretches in the jungle so far, although the feeling of baleful eyes increases, and rustling in the distance abounds. Nonetheless, they see the ship ahead...or what's left of it.*
*The ship has been cracked in half, with one half resting normally in a dark sludge like a ship in water and the other half cracked off, tilted at a 60 degree angle, and mostly sunken into the sludge. The sounds of a disjoint battle with explosions and shattering glass emanate from deep below amidst the sunken portion periodically.*
*As they wake up the next morning and prepare to head out, they notice signs on the forest floor that something with claws had come down below and eventually left. Pleione symbioses with the flowers again if she can, just before they leave.*
*The remainder of the journey, assuming Obscurity continues with her Rope Tricks, is among the safest stretches in the jungle so far, although the feeling of baleful eyes increases, and rustling in the distance abounds. Nonetheless, they see the ship ahead...or what's left of it.*
*The ship has been cracked in half, with one half resting normally in a dark sludge like a ship in water and the other half cracked off, tilted at a 60 degree angle, and mostly sunken into the sludge. The sounds of a disjoint battle with explosions and shattering glass emanate from deep below amidst the sunken portion periodically.*
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Trayah, Lacerta Shaman
*Trayah continues to provide wind for Whinoah’s symbiosis as they travel, each evening before they retreat into Obscurity’s conjured haven.*
“Hrmmm, I wonder if Alexia is up here somewhere, or whether she’s down amidst the sounds of conflict...inside the broken ship.”
*Trayah continues to provide wind for Whinoah’s symbiosis as they travel, each evening before they retreat into Obscurity’s conjured haven.*
“Hrmmm, I wonder if Alexia is up here somewhere, or whether she’s down amidst the sounds of conflict...inside the broken ship.”
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