Soulless Forest Altar
10-28-2022, 08:50 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-14-2022, 02:53 PM by Nyx. Edited 2 times in total.)
Beau had met up with Zakuma just in time to bring an offering to another statue. They were within the Soulless Forest, approaching the three-headed statue. Beau had taken more care with the next offering he brought for the statue. He had seen it with a passing merchant and bartered for it, offering his skills as a hunter for small game for the remainder of the season if the wolf would part with it now. Now that item was in the fat cat’s jaws. It was kind was a cloak of sorts, decorated simply with a hood, and a clasp with cardinal feathers. The cloak itself was raven black, meant for blending into the night, and when it was Beau’s turn he approached the statue and carefully laid the cloak down for the familiars to inspect. “May this cloak warm your god and keep him hidden in the dark of the night.” Beau said before baking off. He’d wait for Zakuma and, hopefully, be able to leave shortly after his partner made his offering. "Talk," 'Think.' |
NPC:
The offering is laid and immediately the air grows warmer and more inviting. The ever present fog begins to move in only moments later.
At first you are not sure what you are seeing as the mass of fog breaks into hundreds of long, thin and smokey tendrils. Some begin to rise up from the ground, their tips splitting further and forming dozens upon dozens of tiny trees before your paws. Those strands of fog that remain in the grass move horizontally through it instead, weaving chaotic paths where at the end of each, a misty figure is frozen in movement. You realize with a start that these are scent trails and that even a few dens are shown marked within the thick fog diorama.
You recognize the woods in question to be these woods, and with the ethereal map before you, find yourself armed with something powerful - information. A final, more opaque tendril bursts forth, circling one area several times over to draw your attention to it. There you will find a vial, it’s contents rare and hopefully beneficial to your career as a huntress.
It is as if the fog knows when you have memorized what you need and the map lingers not a moment longer than necessary. The tendrils evaporate like mist, receding back into the treeline and bringing back to your view the statue and revealing the empty altar that sits before it.
Before you go, something draws you to glance up and meet the stoney gaze upon each of the three-headed statue’s faces. A keen observer might notice a distinct change in the expression of each as they look upon the intricate carving, where each of the cerberus’ maws have appeared to curve up into a toothy grin. A clump of thick fog dances behind the statue’s rear, converging onto its stone tail and wagging three times before dispersing back into mist.
You have received:
Xtra Shrink Potion
Staff: Transferred to Sea
The offering is laid and immediately the air grows warmer and more inviting. The ever present fog begins to move in only moments later.
At first you are not sure what you are seeing as the mass of fog breaks into hundreds of long, thin and smokey tendrils. Some begin to rise up from the ground, their tips splitting further and forming dozens upon dozens of tiny trees before your paws. Those strands of fog that remain in the grass move horizontally through it instead, weaving chaotic paths where at the end of each, a misty figure is frozen in movement. You realize with a start that these are scent trails and that even a few dens are shown marked within the thick fog diorama.
You recognize the woods in question to be these woods, and with the ethereal map before you, find yourself armed with something powerful - information. A final, more opaque tendril bursts forth, circling one area several times over to draw your attention to it. There you will find a vial, it’s contents rare and hopefully beneficial to your career as a huntress.
It is as if the fog knows when you have memorized what you need and the map lingers not a moment longer than necessary. The tendrils evaporate like mist, receding back into the treeline and bringing back to your view the statue and revealing the empty altar that sits before it.
Before you go, something draws you to glance up and meet the stoney gaze upon each of the three-headed statue’s faces. A keen observer might notice a distinct change in the expression of each as they look upon the intricate carving, where each of the cerberus’ maws have appeared to curve up into a toothy grin. A clump of thick fog dances behind the statue’s rear, converging onto its stone tail and wagging three times before dispersing back into mist.
You have received:
Xtra Shrink Potion
Staff: Transferred to Sea
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