Hello folks and welcome to Day Three of your Adventure! I hope you're enjoying it so far! Just a couple of notes before we jump in - please make sure you fill in the Google Form each day. It's linked at the bottom of each post with the words "Make Your Choice". Also, if you don't have time to roleplay on the day, you're welcome to do it later (either do two days together or post twice, whichever you prefer).
Also, I want to let you all know that luminousnoble and I are really loving all your creative responses so far - it's a joy to read through this thread! :D Thank you so much for your stories so far.
This is Day Three and you decided that everything is fine ...
@LadyKnightKatsa @QueenLunaRose @Cheshly @MiniDrachin @acorn781 @browncoatparadox @queenmedusozoa @Stormdreamer @Watercolour @KairinRose @SonyaAxel @Lonefox @catgame21234 @Moonbeams @Leucoss @LibreNoctre @tigressRising @jbapple @Drakenhart @clm @Disillusionist @Schiemoon @Eialyne @RemanLT @SkyyeofEmber @ExistentialAlex @sQld @SeaGodling @goatling94 @dawnsong @casuallySleepy @ThisOneIsBlue @Thewarywatcher13 @LucidWhispers @WanillaWaffle @Morare @anandapanda @Sukio @GeriVl @DuskyChangeling @Werkaec
Whatever that thing is, you want absolutely nothing more to do with it! Who knows, it might even be normal for the Starwood Strand - you’re not an expert on the flora and fauna of these bizarre woods, and even if you are (not that you’ve seen ANYTHING like this before), this is the Arcane territory. There’s weird stuff all over the place! You tell yourself that it’s fine. It has to be.
You take one last look at that terrifying beast. It’s truly massive, bigger than even the grandest imperial. As you watch it, it scratches at the meteorite, its massive claws actually tearing a hunk of the twisted, melted stone clean out, which falls to the ground.
Oh, eleven above, those must be sharp. And strong. Sharper and stronger than most dragons’ claws. It would be stupid to stay so close to that thing. You swallow, and turn to make your way back through the woods.
CRACK!
A branch you didn’t even see breaks under your foot and the creature whirls around, its many, many, many legs churning through the undergrowth. You stare up at its elongated claws, its quivering spines, and watch with horror as its feathery tendrils stand on end and its face seems to break into pieces, slime oozing from between the segments.
And then you turn tail and run.
Branches and leaves whip at your flanks as you charge between the tree trunks. Vines clutch at your feet and you almost trip. You pull your wings in close to your body and barrel onwards. You can hear the bizarre, insectoid skittering of the monster’s legs as it follows you. The snap-crash as it breaks and discards whole trees that stand in its way. You’re also horribly aware of your own heartbeat in your ears. You can’t keep this pace up forever. You’re already out of breath.
Just as you come to that terrifying realisation, you charge through a bush and collide with something solid.
You tumble over and land in a bush, tangled up in the branches with what turns out to be a grumbling Starbear. It snorts and blinks mournfully at you: you have the sudden urge to apologise.
But there’s no time. You scramble out of the bear’s fluffy embrace and struggle out of the bush, glancing over your shoulder just once before you dash off between the trees once more. One glance is all you need to confirm that the thing is still right on your tail. Any lead you might have had is gone thanks to your collision with the bear.
Suddenly you burst through the undergrowth into a clearing filled with the blue light of Starwood Sap lanterns and skid to a halt to avoid colliding with a circle of dragons. They are arranged around a Skydancer, who was in the middle of a very dramatic story until you so rudely interrupted. He falls silent and his audience turns to stare at you, snacks hanging from their claws. The only sound is a low, confused murmur.
And that bizarre, insectoid skittering from right behind you.
With horror you realise - you’ve led the creature right into the middle of a clan’s private festival celebrations!
Also, I want to let you all know that luminousnoble and I are really loving all your creative responses so far - it's a joy to read through this thread! :D Thank you so much for your stories so far.
This is Day Three and you decided that everything is fine ...
@LadyKnightKatsa @QueenLunaRose @Cheshly @MiniDrachin @acorn781 @browncoatparadox @queenmedusozoa @Stormdreamer @Watercolour @KairinRose @SonyaAxel @Lonefox @catgame21234 @Moonbeams @Leucoss @LibreNoctre @tigressRising @jbapple @Drakenhart @clm @Disillusionist @Schiemoon @Eialyne @RemanLT @SkyyeofEmber @ExistentialAlex @sQld @SeaGodling @goatling94 @dawnsong @casuallySleepy @ThisOneIsBlue @Thewarywatcher13 @LucidWhispers @WanillaWaffle @Morare @anandapanda @Sukio @GeriVl @DuskyChangeling @Werkaec
Whatever that thing is, you want absolutely nothing more to do with it! Who knows, it might even be normal for the Starwood Strand - you’re not an expert on the flora and fauna of these bizarre woods, and even if you are (not that you’ve seen ANYTHING like this before), this is the Arcane territory. There’s weird stuff all over the place! You tell yourself that it’s fine. It has to be.
You take one last look at that terrifying beast. It’s truly massive, bigger than even the grandest imperial. As you watch it, it scratches at the meteorite, its massive claws actually tearing a hunk of the twisted, melted stone clean out, which falls to the ground.
Oh, eleven above, those must be sharp. And strong. Sharper and stronger than most dragons’ claws. It would be stupid to stay so close to that thing. You swallow, and turn to make your way back through the woods.
CRACK!
A branch you didn’t even see breaks under your foot and the creature whirls around, its many, many, many legs churning through the undergrowth. You stare up at its elongated claws, its quivering spines, and watch with horror as its feathery tendrils stand on end and its face seems to break into pieces, slime oozing from between the segments.
And then you turn tail and run.
+1 PANIC
Branches and leaves whip at your flanks as you charge between the tree trunks. Vines clutch at your feet and you almost trip. You pull your wings in close to your body and barrel onwards. You can hear the bizarre, insectoid skittering of the monster’s legs as it follows you. The snap-crash as it breaks and discards whole trees that stand in its way. You’re also horribly aware of your own heartbeat in your ears. You can’t keep this pace up forever. You’re already out of breath.
Just as you come to that terrifying realisation, you charge through a bush and collide with something solid.
You tumble over and land in a bush, tangled up in the branches with what turns out to be a grumbling Starbear. It snorts and blinks mournfully at you: you have the sudden urge to apologise.
But there’s no time. You scramble out of the bear’s fluffy embrace and struggle out of the bush, glancing over your shoulder just once before you dash off between the trees once more. One glance is all you need to confirm that the thing is still right on your tail. Any lead you might have had is gone thanks to your collision with the bear.
Suddenly you burst through the undergrowth into a clearing filled with the blue light of Starwood Sap lanterns and skid to a halt to avoid colliding with a circle of dragons. They are arranged around a Skydancer, who was in the middle of a very dramatic story until you so rudely interrupted. He falls silent and his audience turns to stare at you, snacks hanging from their claws. The only sound is a low, confused murmur.
And that bizarre, insectoid skittering from right behind you.
With horror you realise - you’ve led the creature right into the middle of a clan’s private festival celebrations!
What do you do next?
- Warn the Clan!
I’ve got to tell them that thing is coming!
- Try to stop the creature!
I have to stop it before it gets here!
