Whispers of the past stain thy pelt
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You force yourself to stand though your body feels drained of energy, and suddenly a tightening begins in your stomach and throat. You can't help but cough violently and a hairball flies from your jaws. Upon closer inspection, the fur packed within it doesn't match your coat in color nor texture.
Maybe you shouldn't have done that...
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A firefly draws your attention nearby to reveal a cloaked figure with a small wooden table in front of him. On the table lay three items, with their prices beside them. "Choose wisely, and only choose one," the figure says. "If you can afford it, that is." Perhaps he accepts cŕ̷̕y̵̍͊stals and mushrö̸́̀ō̴̉ms... or perhaps its worth bargaining for something greater...
Inventory:
- Crystal Bath Bomb- 2 /
It looks like a bunch of crystals, glitter, and plants rolled into some mud. The seller assures you it’s good for styling your coat texture exactly how you’ve always wanted it.
- Fun shroom- 1 /
An ordinary everyday mushroom that just has a little handwritten tag on it that reads “eat me”. It seems pretty risky, but it might pay off in the end. Maybe...
- Opaque Sack of Mushrooms/Crystals- 1 /
Running out of event currency and not sure what else to spend it on? Gamble on this mysterious pouch and potentially find more mushrooms/crystals within it! Or perhaps something else!
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The firefly figure nods in response to your choice, then disappears leaving the mushroom at your paws.
You gain:
- Fun Shroom- An ordinary everyday ̸̾͌m̴͑̋û̸́s̵̀͒h̸̏̒r̶̍͒o̷̢͊o̷͊̀ṁ̴̃ that just has a little handwritten tag on it that reads “eat me”. It seems pretty risky, but it might pay off in the end. Maybe...
You lose:
- Currency (x1)- Used in Firefly's Shoppe, and perhaps elsewhere...
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As you chew on the mushroom, swallowing it down, you feel fine- at first. Slowly the air starts to vibrate around you, as if you can see it and the way it moves. The grass in the plains seems to spring up from the snow and it feels as if days are passing all at once, though the moon never moves. Bright blue and purple hues dance in your vision and you feel as if you're following them or maybe falling with them- no, you're flying, but your paws are on the ground still. The colors pull you in and push you back out. They form a shape- a man- and there are so many teeth. You try to escape the teeth, the hands, the nimble fingers that scrape through your fur like razor water. You fall...
Some time later, you wake up far away from where you began. A large gash spans from your right shoulder all the way down from the paw. Better get that healed up! Surely it will leave a scar.
You gain:
- Scar- A long linear scar from the right shoulder down to the paw along the front ridge of the leg.