Jun 9, 2017 9:33:12 GMT -5
Post by dream on Jun 9, 2017 9:33:12 GMT -5
A dense musky heat was beating down on the young bespectacled man as he ventured further into the sacred grove. The soft cries of exotic birds and other unidentified creatures could be heard overhead. You never quite knew what may or may not have been watching you in such a wild, untamed region of the game. Relaxing by the comfort of a roaring tavern fire he had heard tales of what dangers lay deeper into the Faywood. Some stories he had passed off as simply boasting from rambunctious lower levelled players. However, there were others yet who told their tales with grave faces, not wishing to be taken lightly. Nonetheless the young man tread lightly through the unknown, all while maintaining the notion that utmost caution was a major priority on his mind.
It was not too long after he had reached a narrow bend in the half-hidden trail he had been following before he managed to catch sight of a bed of toxic spores. "Good, I haven't lost them yet" he thought as his confidence in the trail he'd been following had been reassured. Unfortunately, it was difficult to listen in on his surroundings without hearing a dozen other animals polluting the air with their various noises. No less than an hour earlier the wizard had spotted at least a handful of other adventurers going about the sacred groove on their own business. He had been hoping none would be brash enough to scare off the fabled mushroom men deeper into the underbrush. With a content sigh not wishing to get worked up over matters out of his control he leaned back against what he thought to be a sturdy tree trunk to get a moments rest.
"Ggggghhrrraaaaughhhh!"
A loud ear piecing gutteral cry came from behind him as what he had thought to have been the trunk of a tree leapt up pushing him off. A cloud of the same spores he had been tracking since entering the sacred grove pooffed up as a large mushroom man leapt off into the foliage. Coughing profusely and attempting to cover his mouth with his robes from inhaling any of the toxic spores, the wizard regained his balance and began chasing off after his prey.
"Just my luck one was under my bloody nose the whole time! How the hell did I think that was a tree? Dammit!"
It was not too long after he had reached a narrow bend in the half-hidden trail he had been following before he managed to catch sight of a bed of toxic spores. "Good, I haven't lost them yet" he thought as his confidence in the trail he'd been following had been reassured. Unfortunately, it was difficult to listen in on his surroundings without hearing a dozen other animals polluting the air with their various noises. No less than an hour earlier the wizard had spotted at least a handful of other adventurers going about the sacred groove on their own business. He had been hoping none would be brash enough to scare off the fabled mushroom men deeper into the underbrush. With a content sigh not wishing to get worked up over matters out of his control he leaned back against what he thought to be a sturdy tree trunk to get a moments rest.
"Ggggghhrrraaaaughhhh!"
A loud ear piecing gutteral cry came from behind him as what he had thought to have been the trunk of a tree leapt up pushing him off. A cloud of the same spores he had been tracking since entering the sacred grove pooffed up as a large mushroom man leapt off into the foliage. Coughing profusely and attempting to cover his mouth with his robes from inhaling any of the toxic spores, the wizard regained his balance and began chasing off after his prey.
"Just my luck one was under my bloody nose the whole time! How the hell did I think that was a tree? Dammit!"
