Soulless Forest Altar
10-28-2022, 08:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-17-2022, 05:28 PM by Tealah. Edited 2 times in total.)
Zakuma found himself in the depths of the fog as he looked around. His ears lowered as he smelled of the old pelt he had started to drag along. Whatever it was, it was huge, and disturbingly so. In fact he seemed to be using almost all of his strength to pull it along. He had pulled it from an old carcass that seemed to have come from the magical spawnings. He continued to drag the pelt soon reaching the base of the statue. He finally revealed the pelt. Having an alignment of 10 small rodents.
Among them there were three lemmings each which had been attacked to the point their skulls had caved in and one of them was missing an eye. Following were two rabbits one black who's tail had been ripped off. The white one, well it was white, there were multiple bite injuries inflicted and several attempts to maim as this rabbits head faced the wrong way the strain upon its neck obvious as its left ear was missing. 4 rats each one missing a limb. Alternating between the four it was obvious he made extra effort in the kill. Using unnecesary means as a tribute to the apparent desire. The final rodent was a mole whose head was completely missing. Well not missing entirely it was placed a few inches from the body. He laid the pelt with the carcasses at the foot of the statue and waited his ears lowered as he was currently painted partially by the blood from the kills. Showing they were quite fresh.
Among them there were three lemmings each which had been attacked to the point their skulls had caved in and one of them was missing an eye. Following were two rabbits one black who's tail had been ripped off. The white one, well it was white, there were multiple bite injuries inflicted and several attempts to maim as this rabbits head faced the wrong way the strain upon its neck obvious as its left ear was missing. 4 rats each one missing a limb. Alternating between the four it was obvious he made extra effort in the kill. Using unnecesary means as a tribute to the apparent desire. The final rodent was a mole whose head was completely missing. Well not missing entirely it was placed a few inches from the body. He laid the pelt with the carcasses at the foot of the statue and waited his ears lowered as he was currently painted partially by the blood from the kills. Showing they were quite fresh.
NPC:
The familiars keep composure as the pelt is unrolled, revealing the macabre tableau of 10 mutilated rodents. A pressure can be felt in the air, one of disappointment more than rage and the fireflies rooted deep within the statue’s sockets grow impossibly still as they look upon it.
Clearly careful thought has been given to how they might feel about your offering and in the end, the pelt and the prizes atop it vanish unceremoniously in the blink of an eye. Nothing remains in it’s place, though a black cat steps forward from the crowd with something held delicately in it’s maw.
It places the mushroom before you, levelling its judgemental stare upon you but saying nothing. You get the impression that the gods have returned your middling offering with a middling result of their own - in fact, one that has the opportunity to be as punishing as it can be rewarding. That is, should you choose to consume it.
Before you go, something draws you to glance up and meet the stoney gaze upon each of the three-headed statue’s faces. Strangely you can discern no difference between the statue now and from before you made your offering. Their faces wear the same expression of neutrality as before, their cold stares firm and unwavering.
You have received:
Fun Shroom
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The familiars keep composure as the pelt is unrolled, revealing the macabre tableau of 10 mutilated rodents. A pressure can be felt in the air, one of disappointment more than rage and the fireflies rooted deep within the statue’s sockets grow impossibly still as they look upon it.
Clearly careful thought has been given to how they might feel about your offering and in the end, the pelt and the prizes atop it vanish unceremoniously in the blink of an eye. Nothing remains in it’s place, though a black cat steps forward from the crowd with something held delicately in it’s maw.
It places the mushroom before you, levelling its judgemental stare upon you but saying nothing. You get the impression that the gods have returned your middling offering with a middling result of their own - in fact, one that has the opportunity to be as punishing as it can be rewarding. That is, should you choose to consume it.
Before you go, something draws you to glance up and meet the stoney gaze upon each of the three-headed statue’s faces. Strangely you can discern no difference between the statue now and from before you made your offering. Their faces wear the same expression of neutrality as before, their cold stares firm and unwavering.
You have received:
Fun Shroom
Used: here
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