rises the moon

Absinth watched as her guide led her to a platform, which proceeded to lift them up further into the tree. It was an odd contraption. She didn't understand how it was supposed to work. But whatever. This was all just a dream anyways. She sighed though, for it was not the end of this yet. She was still being motioned upwards. Okay. Fine. Absinth moves forward to test the durability of the mushrooms, opting to attempt to climb up using them if she can. All she knows is, she better not fall on her ass because of this damn mute guide.

[Absinth is choosing Strength.]
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