to behold the future
rexx / med risk prompt
11-03-2022, 05:50 PM
 Rexx blinked instinctively as the flash of green light filled his vision, then fading to reveal the strange sights that were ahead. They'd wandered quite a ways from home this time, in lieu of the celebrations - but they were slowly becoming seasoned adventurers, and he was more than willing to continue observing what lay beyond if it meant sticking close to his brother. The tusked boy glanced over as Scald suggested checking out the source of the flash, nodding his head with a sharp vigor and a wag f his nub tail. "Yeah, let's go!" he agreed, loping over the quilled boy as they reached the stony structures and the flat plain of grass where the feast had taken place. It was..an odd sensation. The whisps of fog that curled around him, as if beckoning him one way or another. His tusked lips twitched in some level of uncertainty as they continued, the shifting silouhettes of wolves and half-transparent wolves surrounding them, moving about in a most ehtereal manner. It was unreal. Am I dreaming? Rexx had to ask himself, furrowing his brow. Still, as Scald glanced to him with a worried expression on his face, Rexx tried not to mirror it as he wanted to, instead offering a confident smile of his own. Even if the looming ghosts and billowing, strange, and unnatural fog and whisps had his stomach churning. The two brothers managed to locate a table, surrounded by familiars similar to the ones encountered at the altar they'd been to. The creatures explained that the items sprawled on the table's surface were for contacting spirits of the dead, and Rexx felt a prickle down his spine. Did..did they really want to mess around with that stuff? It was dangerous to meddle with the things that were supposed to be dead, right? They were gone from this world for a reason, but at the same time, the invisible veil between reality and the spritiual felt incredibly thin at this time. Especially here, in these steppes. As Scald picked up the bag of bones and they found a secluded spot away from most of the fog and apparition-like figures, Scald asked if he wanted to go first. The wide eyes told him Scald wasn't sure what to think. Rexx played the confident brother by nodding and saying, "Yeah! Let's see if we can arrange the bones in a way that'll make a ghost talk to us." He shook the bag and the small pile of various leg and arm bones from some creature spilled onto the earth, and Rexx used his bulky forepaws to gently arrange them in the appearance of the skeleton of the creature it once was. Maybe..maybe that's how it worked? "D'you think if I replicated its skeleton it would wanna come over?" He inquired towards Scald, tusked lips curled into some semblance of a curious smile. JUst concealing the uneasiness he was feeling. |
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