10-22-2021, 11:16 PM
Somewhere in all the chaos of cave exploring and mountain climbing, Jack left the safety of his little forest hut. The chill of crisp autumn air does not seem to hinder the impossibly wide, fluid strides he takes to cross the mountain. The ice monsters that display the audacity to swing at him are met with ripping claws and brutal kicks. He slings them aside as if they were weightless little toys for him to discard. The fog swirls behind him as he crosses into the dark red dust.
With each footstep he leaves trailing behind, he wakes the dead. On broken hooves, on ragged claws, on stumbling feet they trudge to meet the adventurers at the border. Every head is hung low, shoulders slumped and starving, notched spines raised high into the air. Their skin is leather stretched over dry bones. Where the monsters before had been beautiful in their own ways, these new terrors are despair given shape.
Somewhere in the fog, two burning eyes blink open once more.
“Lay me down for eternal sleep,
Dry your eyes, do not weep.
Give this ghost your loving heart,
Or rip their mournful souls apart.”
His eyes close once more. In that same moment, the dead lift their heads and every set of eyes burns in his stead.
With each footstep he leaves trailing behind, he wakes the dead. On broken hooves, on ragged claws, on stumbling feet they trudge to meet the adventurers at the border. Every head is hung low, shoulders slumped and starving, notched spines raised high into the air. Their skin is leather stretched over dry bones. Where the monsters before had been beautiful in their own ways, these new terrors are despair given shape.
Somewhere in the fog, two burning eyes blink open once more.
“Lay me down for eternal sleep,
Dry your eyes, do not weep.
Give this ghost your loving heart,
Or rip their mournful souls apart.”
His eyes close once more. In that same moment, the dead lift their heads and every set of eyes burns in his stead.
1. All gifts are now gone and no characters have been healed.
2. Everyone’s normal traits/defects/abilities are still disabled.
3. The dead are very hungry and very determined. They may be someone your character knows or complete strangers or entirely made up. Either destroy them or befriend them. End your post by approaching Jack.
4. No more than 1,500 words per reply.
5. This round will end on October 29th at 11:59pm. Late replies will receive a penalty in the next round.
Llorona must complete this round with a broken leg as a penalty for replying late. Describe how she breaks her leg and how she copes with it moving forward.
Cyan has succumbed to the crystalline monsters of the cave, and so they have replaced his eyes with shards of amethyst. If he wishes to regain his sight, he may seek help from any character with a healing ability.