Random Mini Event: Worm is the Word

Sephiran had been wading through the shallows of the mangroves, searching for a plant his mother had taught him could be used as poison. He had only seen it a few times in his life, and he was young at the time. But he remembered the bright purple flowers well, and how they grew in batches usually mixed in with other plants. Given the environment of the mangrove, there was an array of foliage, especially along the shoreline. So, the Saxe boy figured this place would be a good place to start his search.

What he hadn’t expected to find, was a swarm of slimy, pale worms crawling across nearly every surface of a clearing he approached. They seemed to appear out of nowhere, their squirming bodies appearing to alter the earth itself to create a trick on the mind. It looked like everything was moving. He suddenly stopped, eyes narrowing at the scene before him, as his lips peeled back to reveal his fangs. This was fucking disgusting, and it impeded on his search… which made him angry.  

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