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[center][size=5]A[/size] lifetime ago, a dark skydancer collapsed to the ground, fungi rapidly sprouting from her head as she choked out the final lines of incantation from a forbidden spell. She smiled thinly. Milliseconds later the centre of the clearing was alight with mauve sparks. Her apprentice could only watch on helplessly, seeing her very soul ignite and burn to nothing as the Sanctuary pulsed into existence and It- Hiraeth- awakened. Half a lifetime ago, Hiraeth sensed incoming danger. It began searching for souls to claim for Itself- ghosts that were drawn to It not only due to a desire to live but also were in-tune enough with the land's magic such that if the Sanctuary formed enough links, It will never drift into nothingness. It reached out with a promise and those that accepted reached back and returned to life. The Spirit of Winter. The Mind of Autumn. With some difficulty, the Will of Summer. A quarter of a lifetime ago, the Sanctuary ran out of time. Space-time surrounding It imploded, rifting It from the land with ink-black tendrils. Hiraeth reached out as the Void closed in, half-hysterical, and just in time, one last dragon reached back. The Heart of Spring. But she was not alone, and as the Sanctuary stabilised Itself, suddenly the Void became a cacophony of the voices and minds of the souls killed and caught in the rift of nothingness. For some time, there was chaos. But as the Sanctuary and the Void stirred into one, the voices quietened and faded into background noise; the owners of individual voices had surrounded themselves with thought, forming their own palm-sized Worlds within the Void. No new ghosts visited Hiraeth again. Until a hundredth of a lifetime ago. [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/422912/42291167.png[/img][/center] [center][size=7]LAST COLOURS[/size] [i]a lore-heavy variant [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/1904162/1]pinkerlocke[/url][/i] ------------------------------------------------------- [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951#post_36714629]Worlds[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951#post_36714635]Characters- Challengers[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951#post_36714638]Characters- NPCs[/url] World I [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/1#post_36744049]0[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/1#post_36792807]1[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/2#post_36814316]2[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/2#post_36831086]3[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/2#post_36841703]4[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/2#post_36858993]5[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/2#post_37050335]6[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/2#post_37726848]7[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/2#post_38312946]8[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/2#post_38962198]9[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/3#post_38976118]10[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/3#post_39018613]11[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/3#post_39091292]12[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/3#post_39107171]13[/url][center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/3#post_39117159]Interlude 1[/url][/center]World II [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/3#post_39163380]14[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/4#post_39582049]15[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/4#post_39596464]16[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/4#post_39624769]17[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/4#post_39694241]18[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/4#post_39731425]19[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/4#post_39809265]20[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/4#post_40144904]21[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/4#post_40209016]22[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/5#post_40287615]23[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/5#post_40414850]24[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/5#post_40535337]25[/url] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/5#post_40552633]26[/url] [center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/5#post_40557189]Interlude 2[/url] World III [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2587951/5#post_55473745]27[/url] [/center] ---------------------------------------------------------[/center]
A lifetime ago, a dark skydancer collapsed to the ground, fungi rapidly sprouting from her head as she choked out the final lines of incantation from a forbidden spell. She smiled thinly. Milliseconds later the centre of the clearing was alight with mauve sparks.
Her apprentice could only watch on helplessly, seeing her very soul ignite and burn to nothing as the Sanctuary pulsed into existence and It- Hiraeth- awakened.

Half a lifetime ago, Hiraeth sensed incoming danger. It began searching for souls to claim for Itself- ghosts that were drawn to It not only due to a desire to live but also were in-tune enough with the land's magic such that if the Sanctuary formed enough links, It will never drift into nothingness. It reached out with a promise and those that accepted reached back and returned to life.
The Spirit of Winter.
The Mind of Autumn.
With some difficulty, the Will of Summer.

A quarter of a lifetime ago, the Sanctuary ran out of time. Space-time surrounding It imploded, rifting It from the land with ink-black tendrils. Hiraeth reached out as the Void closed in, half-hysterical, and just in time, one last dragon reached back.
The Heart of Spring.
But she was not alone, and as the Sanctuary stabilised Itself, suddenly the Void became a cacophony of the voices and minds of the souls killed and caught in the rift of nothingness.

For some time, there was chaos.
But as the Sanctuary and the Void stirred into one, the voices quietened and faded into background noise; the owners of individual voices had surrounded themselves with thought, forming their own palm-sized Worlds within the Void.
No new ghosts visited Hiraeth again.

Until a hundredth of a lifetime ago.
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LAST COLOURS
a lore-heavy variant pinkerlocke
Worlds
Characters- Challengers
Characters- NPCs

World I
0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 World II
14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26
Interlude 2

World III
27

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RULES

Coliseum venues are split into 10 Worlds- once every possible familiar drop is found in a World, it is considered complete and challengers can fight there without dying.
Familiars can be alternatively obtained by farming enough treasure packs to fully pay the price for one from the AH.
Any worlds with venues that I have already collected all familiars of are completed when the entire team levels past it
Worlds can only be completed in consecutive order.

Once a team is formed, it stays as so until a member of it dies, at which point a new team member is chosen if there are challengers-in-waiting.
The venue chosen must be the average level of all team members rounded down.
A dragon that dies is either exalted or given away for free.
This game ends when a team of dragons complete the final World.

FOOD DROPS
Plants: 10-20 matches
Insects: 20-30 matches
Seafood: 30-40 matches
Meat: 40-50 matches

SPECIAL DROPS
Material: Write a bio for one of the challengers or develop the surrounding lore further.
Trinket: Draw a challenger or a scene.
Familiar: Buy the cheapest dragon of a different element from the AH- spellcaster or fighter depending on which is lacked the most among the current challengers.
Apparel: Train a challenger-in-waiting selected with RNG up to the lowest level of the current team, or train the lowest levelled teammate up to the level of the highest teammate. Treat as Familiar if there are no challengers-in-waiting.
Battle items: Flip a coin.
Heads = DEATH STREAK
Tails = Flashback lore
If the next day drops the same special item type as the day before, treat said item as food with 10-25 matches.

DEATH STREAK RULES
Complete Worlds become unstable and are momentarily considered incomplete.
Randomly select up to two challengers using RNG to fight alongside Hiraeth, who will not attack.
Fight in the venue of the team's average (rounded up) for 10 rounds consecutively, quitting midway if a challenger dies.
RULES

Coliseum venues are split into 10 Worlds- once every possible familiar drop is found in a World, it is considered complete and challengers can fight there without dying.
Familiars can be alternatively obtained by farming enough treasure packs to fully pay the price for one from the AH.
Any worlds with venues that I have already collected all familiars of are completed when the entire team levels past it
Worlds can only be completed in consecutive order.

Once a team is formed, it stays as so until a member of it dies, at which point a new team member is chosen if there are challengers-in-waiting.
The venue chosen must be the average level of all team members rounded down.
A dragon that dies is either exalted or given away for free.
This game ends when a team of dragons complete the final World.

FOOD DROPS
Plants: 10-20 matches
Insects: 20-30 matches
Seafood: 30-40 matches
Meat: 40-50 matches

SPECIAL DROPS
Material: Write a bio for one of the challengers or develop the surrounding lore further.
Trinket: Draw a challenger or a scene.
Familiar: Buy the cheapest dragon of a different element from the AH- spellcaster or fighter depending on which is lacked the most among the current challengers.
Apparel: Train a challenger-in-waiting selected with RNG up to the lowest level of the current team, or train the lowest levelled teammate up to the level of the highest teammate. Treat as Familiar if there are no challengers-in-waiting.
Battle items: Flip a coin.
Heads = DEATH STREAK
Tails = Flashback lore
If the next day drops the same special item type as the day before, treat said item as food with 10-25 matches.

DEATH STREAK RULES
Complete Worlds become unstable and are momentarily considered incomplete.
Randomly select up to two challengers using RNG to fight alongside Hiraeth, who will not attack.
Fight in the venue of the team's average (rounded up) for 10 rounds consecutively, quitting midway if a challenger dies.
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[size=6]WORLDS[/size] [i]The bubbles of thought within the Void and their Worldmasters.[/i] World I: Cottoncandy jungles [size=2](Training Fields, Woodland Path)[/size] [columns][b]Alice, familiar keeper[/b] A bubbly wildclaw with a limitless enthusiasm for creatures big and small. A little bit of a romantic airhead. Can be irresponsible when tasked with actually helping other dragons. Is looking for something, but is not sure what. [nextcol][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=27494534][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=27494534&skin=14264&apparel=21871,2849,17239,2854,328&xt=dressing.png[/img][/url][/columns] ------------------------------------ World II: Gardens of flesh [size=2](Scorched Forest, Sandswept Delta)[/size] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33109780] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=33109780&skin=0&apparel=15308,15305,21874,304,17260,349&xt=dressing.png[/img][/url] [nextcol][b]Lycoris, field medic[/b] Fierce and desolate such that nobody could pick on her. Genuinely acts from a place of goodwill, even if her methods are nauseating at best and malignant at worst. Quick to regenerate her own body parts.[/columns] -------------------------- World III: Twilit canvas [size=2](Silk-Strewn Wreckage, Blooming Grove) Requires: [item= assassin bug][item= blue hamble][item= catercroak][item= colony killer][item= glow worm swarm][item= hornworm caterpillar][item= illumination gecko][item= midnight lantern][item= mith loremaster][item= mith spellstealer][item= moth keeper][item= nightsong bard][item= roving jelly jewel][item= scarlet hamble][item= shy bagwitch][item= striped gecko][item= sunset buttersnake][item= velvet buttersnake][/size] [columns][b]Duskfall, painter[/b] Easygoing and gentle. Loves to paint pieces that bring joy to others, especially young hatchlings. Very difficult to upset. Sees almost everything as an inspiration for their next work. Not the biggest fan of being told what to do. [nextcol][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=25677887][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=25677887&skin=15095&apparel=1749,22676,20612,14438,25798,24729&xt=dressing.png[/img][/url][/columns] --------------------------- World ?: Chasm of stars [size=2](Golem Workshop, Kelp Beds)[/size] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=42291167] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/422912/42291167_350.png[/img][/url] [nextcol][b]Hiraeth, Voice of the Sanctuary[/b] Sentient mind of the powerful spirit portal created by the medium Beatrix and consumed by the Void. Can revive ghosts and generate them a new body by sacrificing some of Its own magic. Absorbs souls unprotected by the Sanctuary to replenish said magic.[/columns]
WORLDS
The bubbles of thought within the Void and their Worldmasters.

World I: Cottoncandy jungles (Training Fields, Woodland Path)
Alice, familiar keeper
A bubbly wildclaw with a limitless enthusiasm for creatures big and small. A little bit of a romantic airhead. Can be irresponsible when tasked with actually helping other dragons. Is looking for something, but is not sure what.
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World II: Gardens of flesh (Scorched Forest, Sandswept Delta)

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Lycoris, field medic
Fierce and desolate such that nobody could pick on her. Genuinely acts from a place of goodwill, even if her methods are nauseating at best and malignant at worst. Quick to regenerate her own body parts.

World III: Twilit canvas (Silk-Strewn Wreckage, Blooming Grove)
Requires: Assassin Bug Blue Hamble Catercroak Colony Killer Glow Worm Swarm Midnight Lantern Mith Loremaster Mith Spellstealer Moth Keeper Nightsong Bard Roving Jelly Jewel Scarlet Hamble Shy Bagwitch Sunset Buttersnake Velvet Buttersnake

Duskfall, painter
Easygoing and gentle. Loves to paint pieces that bring joy to others, especially young hatchlings. Very difficult to upset. Sees almost everything as an inspiration for their next work. Not the biggest fan of being told what to do.
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World ?: Chasm of stars (Golem Workshop, Kelp Beds)

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Hiraeth, Voice of the Sanctuary
Sentient mind of the powerful spirit portal created by the medium Beatrix and consumed by the Void. Can revive ghosts and generate them a new body by sacrificing some of Its own magic. Absorbs souls unprotected by the Sanctuary to replenish said magic.
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[SIZE= 6]CHARACTERS- CHALLENGERS[/SIZE] [i]Lost, possibly amnesiac souls wandering through the Void, trying to find the Sanctuary. Fridge spoilers: read at your own risk.[/i] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/475814/47581356.png[/img] [nextcol][b]Apollo[/b] A young researcher from Hewn City. Easily excitable. Tends to overexaggerate facts.[/columns] [columns][b]Pudding[/b] An uregistered spellweaver with a perchance for mischief. Optimistic. Blissfully unaware of consequences.[nextcol][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/524362/52436145.png[/img][/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/542508/54250796.png[/img] [nextcol][b]Sundew[/b] A lost, barely sentient emperor. Stoic but easily aggrivated. Driven to look for a way out.[/columns] --------------------------------------------------- [columns][b]Oblivion[/b] A swamp hideaway with a quick temper and an even quicker tendency to jump to conclusions. Good-hearted.[nextcol][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/326754/32675367.png[/img][/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/320673/32067271.png[/img] [nextcol][b]Dendroaspis[/b] A travelling storyteller with venomous wit. Frustratingly calm. Likes prioritising her survival.[/columns] [columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/479832/47983190.png[/img] [nextcol][b]Iio[/b] A former captive of the Fortress of Ends. Nihilistic. Mental escape artist.[/columns] ------------------------------------------------------- DEATH COUNT: 3
CHARACTERS- CHALLENGERS
Lost, possibly amnesiac souls wandering through the Void, trying to find the Sanctuary.
Fridge spoilers: read at your own risk.

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A young researcher from Hewn City. Easily excitable. Tends to overexaggerate facts.
Pudding
An uregistered spellweaver with a perchance for mischief. Optimistic. Blissfully unaware of consequences.
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54250796.png Sundew
A lost, barely sentient emperor. Stoic but easily aggrivated. Driven to look for a way out.

Oblivion
A swamp hideaway with a quick temper and an even quicker tendency to jump to conclusions. Good-hearted.
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32067271.png Dendroaspis
A travelling storyteller with venomous wit. Frustratingly calm. Likes prioritising her survival.
47983190.png Iio
A former captive of the Fortress of Ends. Nihilistic. Mental escape artist.

DEATH COUNT: 3
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[SIZE= 6]CHARACTERS- NPCS[/SIZE] [i]Dragons who are unrelated to the challenge but are relevant to the stories behind the Sanctuary or the Void.[/i] [columns][b]Lulu, gardener[/b] Caretaker of the garden that keeps the Void stable. Gentle and thorough. Has a somewhat guilty conscience. Loosely affiliated with the clan Wonderstark. [nextcol][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=836485][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/8365/836485_350.png[/img][/url][/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=35322707][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/353228/35322707_350.png[/img][/url] [nextcol][b]Nyrin, medium[/b] Blind medium ‘watching’ over the Void. Empathic. Trying to comfort Lulu the best they could. Hopes that the ghosts trapped in the Void can free themselves someday. Has a lazy guide spirit.[/columns]
CHARACTERS- NPCS
Dragons who are unrelated to the challenge but are relevant to the stories behind the Sanctuary or the Void.
Lulu, gardener
Caretaker of the garden that keeps the Void stable. Gentle and thorough. Has a somewhat guilty conscience. Loosely affiliated with the clan Wonderstark.
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35322707_350.png Nyrin, medium
Blind medium ‘watching’ over the Void. Empathic. Trying to comfort Lulu the best they could. Hopes that the ghosts trapped in the Void can free themselves someday. Has a lazy guide spirit.
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And one for luck
And one for luck
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[center][size=6]0[/size][/center] --------------------------- [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=32675367&skin=23591&apparel=26630,18813,326,337&xt=dressing.png[/img] Oblivion fell asleep miserably to rain in the marsh. Icy needles jabbed at her wings as she curled up against the tree, the breaths caught in her garb offering just enough warmth to provide some semblance of comfort. [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Hs4AfpF.png[/img][/center] Oblivion woke up comfortably in a forest of pink. For a moment, she simply glanced and frowned at the strange plants around her. The swamp water could make dragons hallucinate. Fantastic. She'd just have to stay and wait for it to wear off despite the danger she could be in. But the longer she watched, the more alarmed she became. She was still wearing her usual attire. The ground was solid and didn't feel wet. There was a sweetness in the air. The sky wasn't visible above the canopy. This wasn't the marsh. The wildclaw leapt to her feet, looked towards the largest tree she could see nearby and took a running jump. Upon feeling a talon dig into the cork-like bark, she thrust her other foot forward and holstered herself vertically along the trunk. The sight that greeted her above the canopy was almost otherworldly. An unbroken carpet of pink leaves rippled into the distance as far as the eye could see. The sky's rosy gradient -of course it had to be pink too- would be unbroken as well, if it were not for the dark eggshell cracks that ran through it, occasionally revealing splinters of what looked like the night sky. Oblivion's breathing caught in her throat. This wasn't Sorneith. It couldn't be. She was stuck in a dream. It's the only possibility- A distant screeching suddenly split the air, forcing her to snap out of her thoughts. A small cluster of silhouettes was descending from the sky, growing larger and larger as the noise grew louder and louder. Was that a flock of pink harpies? A dark shape struck out from one of the nearby trees, tackling Oblivion out of her precarious position amongst the thinner branches. She only had time to yelp as she fell, branches simultaneously softening her descent and jabbing at her back while something cold wrapped around her and slowly brought her back down to the forest floor. "You're not inconspicuous at all in that outfit here, sweetie," Oblivion's ambusher noted, amusement in her quiet grating voice. [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=32067271&skin=8311&apparel=1750,834,17237,22170,21816,13081&xt=dressing.png[/img] The wildclaw glowered at the black spiral that was now tangled across her. "Well, neither are you! What was that for?" "You're a dull one, aren't you?" The spiral slowly uncurled, carefully weaving her tail out of its loose knots. "Those harpies would have carried you off. You almost became the third dragon I managed to find that ended up dying." "They kill dragons?" Oblivion inquired without missing a beat, eyes narrowing at the stranger whose own eyes were obscured by a straw hat and whom she would gladly punch if not for the bizarreness of the situation. "Well, the dragons scream every time and I never see them again. Can't be pretty, anyhow." The spiral stretched as she flopped onto the mulch underfoot, then reared up and extended out a hand. "We're stuck in Plaguebringer-knows-where with things that are trying to kill us. It'd make a good tale someday, but until we escape, wanna team up?" "You don't know where we are?" "Of course I don't. Haven't seen or heard of anything like this before. Except maybe mind prisons-" "This is a PRISON?" The spiral grimaced, but before she could retort the sound of distant yapping caused her to spring forwards and curl around the wildclaw's neck. "Questions later. Thanks for attracting attention. Up the trees now." Oblivion shot the spiral a look before springing onto a high branch and up into the canopy. Minutes later, a pack of several pink dire wolves scampered into view, jaws curled in snarls and dripping with saliva. Except for the leader. "That's a hatchling," Oblivion whispered incredulously, eyes unstraying from the limp ball of fur between the head wolf's teeth. So they would even kill a hatchling. "So it is," the spiral confirmed grimly. "Just let them be." The wildclaw tensed, sucking air between her teeth, and jumped down from her branch. [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Hs4AfpF.png[/img][/center]
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Oblivion fell asleep miserably to rain in the marsh. Icy needles jabbed at her wings as she curled up against the tree, the breaths caught in her garb offering just enough warmth to provide some semblance of comfort.
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Oblivion woke up comfortably in a forest of pink.
For a moment, she simply glanced and frowned at the strange plants around her. The swamp water could make dragons hallucinate. Fantastic. She'd just have to stay and wait for it to wear off despite the danger she could be in.
But the longer she watched, the more alarmed she became. She was still wearing her usual attire. The ground was solid and didn't feel wet. There was a sweetness in the air. The sky wasn't visible above the canopy. This wasn't the marsh.

The wildclaw leapt to her feet, looked towards the largest tree she could see nearby and took a running jump. Upon feeling a talon dig into the cork-like bark, she thrust her other foot forward and holstered herself vertically along the trunk.
The sight that greeted her above the canopy was almost otherworldly. An unbroken carpet of pink leaves rippled into the distance as far as the eye could see. The sky's rosy gradient -of course it had to be pink too- would be unbroken as well, if it were not for the dark eggshell cracks that ran through it, occasionally revealing splinters of what looked like the night sky.
Oblivion's breathing caught in her throat. This wasn't Sorneith. It couldn't be. She was stuck in a dream. It's the only possibility-
A distant screeching suddenly split the air, forcing her to snap out of her thoughts. A small cluster of silhouettes was descending from the sky, growing larger and larger as the noise grew louder and louder. Was that a flock of pink harpies?

A dark shape struck out from one of the nearby trees, tackling Oblivion out of her precarious position amongst the thinner branches. She only had time to yelp as she fell, branches simultaneously softening her descent and jabbing at her back while something cold wrapped around her and slowly brought her back down to the forest floor.
"You're not inconspicuous at all in that outfit here, sweetie," Oblivion's ambusher noted, amusement in her quiet grating voice.
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The wildclaw glowered at the black spiral that was now tangled across her. "Well, neither are you! What was that for?"
"You're a dull one, aren't you?" The spiral slowly uncurled, carefully weaving her tail out of its loose knots. "Those harpies would have carried you off. You almost became the third dragon I managed to find that ended up dying."
"They kill dragons?" Oblivion inquired without missing a beat, eyes narrowing at the stranger whose own eyes were obscured by a straw hat and whom she would gladly punch if not for the bizarreness of the situation.
"Well, the dragons scream every time and I never see them again. Can't be pretty, anyhow." The spiral stretched as she flopped onto the mulch underfoot, then reared up and extended out a hand. "We're stuck in Plaguebringer-knows-where with things that are trying to kill us. It'd make a good tale someday, but until we escape, wanna team up?"
"You don't know where we are?"
"Of course I don't. Haven't seen or heard of anything like this before. Except maybe mind prisons-"
"This is a PRISON?"
The spiral grimaced, but before she could retort the sound of distant yapping caused her to spring forwards and curl around the wildclaw's neck. "Questions later. Thanks for attracting attention. Up the trees now."

Oblivion shot the spiral a look before springing onto a high branch and up into the canopy. Minutes later, a pack of several pink dire wolves scampered into view, jaws curled in snarls and dripping with saliva.
Except for the leader.
"That's a hatchling," Oblivion whispered incredulously, eyes unstraying from the limp ball of fur between the head wolf's teeth. So they would even kill a hatchling.
"So it is," the spiral confirmed grimly. "Just let them be."

The wildclaw tensed, sucking air between her teeth, and jumped down from her branch.
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(waiting for babby Apollo to grow up...)
(waiting for babby Apollo to grow up...)
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Aquatic Relic (I wait four days and Pink drops a trinket... touche, RNG. Touche.)
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Here's a quick doodle of Cottoncandy Jungles~
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