Zanshi will find that everything seems right as rain, to borrow an incredibly strange expression. Their senses pick up the rustling of the leaves and grass, and even the sounds of the worms and other dirt-dwellers.
Sword ready and senses turned up to 11, Amun will make his way to the intersection ahead. As he pokes his head slyly around the corner, he'll see nothing but the continuous meanderings of the maze. Faded leaves that seem to blend into one another reveal nothing of note, except...well, it was LongHeat, sure, but shouldn't the leaves be more..vibrant? Should Amun look around he'll find that this portion of the maze is quite pale and desaturated.
Or...had it always been that way? If Amun is able to glance at any part of his own skin, he'll notice that his normally bronzey complexion has faded as well. Zanshi is able to answer this with a resounding: ???????????????????. The Landshark can see the colours of the maze just fine.
Amun you..didn't pop any strange pills before coming in here, did you?
Sword ready and senses turned up to 11, Amun will make his way to the intersection ahead. As he pokes his head slyly around the corner, he'll see nothing but the continuous meanderings of the maze. Faded leaves that seem to blend into one another reveal nothing of note, except...well, it was LongHeat, sure, but shouldn't the leaves be more..vibrant? Should Amun look around he'll find that this portion of the maze is quite pale and desaturated.
Or...had it always been that way? If Amun is able to glance at any part of his own skin, he'll notice that his normally bronzey complexion has faded as well. Zanshi is able to answer this with a resounding: ???????????????????. The Landshark can see the colours of the maze just fine.
Amun you..didn't pop any strange pills before coming in here, did you?
