Tal huffed at Thal's sass and rolled his own eyes, though the effect was somewhat ruined by his Goggles hiding the reaction. "Great," he grumbled, before leading the way into the lush and occasionally poisonous undergrowth.
Flanked by the two Ancients, nothing seemed terribly amiss to the courier at first. There were hoots and howls and chattering birdsong from the canopy above them, but nothing sounded out of place or particularly spooky in the way that Void creatures often did.
Perhaps, then he should have been paying closer attention to the ground and the foliage around him. Tal put his foot down on something that squooshed and deflated abruptly, releasing a cloud of spores that exploded up around him. His instinctive gasp came a moment too late and he inhaled some of the spores that slipped beneath his hastily-tied kerchief. The courier started coughing, stumbling to a halt as he shook his head against the blurred vision that came from the sudden rush of tears to his eyes.
His flailing wafted some of the spores in Maea's direction, but her precautions had been more thorough and the time she'd taken with them paid off. She managed to avoid inhaling anything questionable, but her path had taken her into what at first looked like a small clearing but turned out to be ringed by a thick nest of juicy green brambles that resisted her stick. Her armor protected her from serious damage but the thorns caught and tore at her gloves, shredding fabric and pricking skin beneath. As she passed between several of the bushes their roots were disturbed and a large and thorny mass of vines fell onto the path behind her, blocking her retreat. She would need to find a way out before she could help anyone else!
Thalassa was far enough away from Tal to avoid the spores, luckily, and the bramble patch didn't extend that far. Instead her keen eyes would find a hint of purple in the shadows off to her left. Something glimmered with a dark amethyst hue at the very edge of what she could see through the thick forest undergrowth, hidden beneath the large, tropical leaves of another plant. It would take her father away from the others if she went to investigate it, but they were kind of busy at the moment.
The hunt is off to an unlucky start for Tal and Maea!
Tal is having a hard time breathing. And seeing. And thinking clearly at the moment.
Maea has been trapped in a large and very thorny bramble patch!
But Thalassa has spotted something that might be their prey away from the others... or could just be a normal purple flower.
What do you do?
Flanked by the two Ancients, nothing seemed terribly amiss to the courier at first. There were hoots and howls and chattering birdsong from the canopy above them, but nothing sounded out of place or particularly spooky in the way that Void creatures often did.
Perhaps, then he should have been paying closer attention to the ground and the foliage around him. Tal put his foot down on something that squooshed and deflated abruptly, releasing a cloud of spores that exploded up around him. His instinctive gasp came a moment too late and he inhaled some of the spores that slipped beneath his hastily-tied kerchief. The courier started coughing, stumbling to a halt as he shook his head against the blurred vision that came from the sudden rush of tears to his eyes.
His flailing wafted some of the spores in Maea's direction, but her precautions had been more thorough and the time she'd taken with them paid off. She managed to avoid inhaling anything questionable, but her path had taken her into what at first looked like a small clearing but turned out to be ringed by a thick nest of juicy green brambles that resisted her stick. Her armor protected her from serious damage but the thorns caught and tore at her gloves, shredding fabric and pricking skin beneath. As she passed between several of the bushes their roots were disturbed and a large and thorny mass of vines fell onto the path behind her, blocking her retreat. She would need to find a way out before she could help anyone else!
Thalassa was far enough away from Tal to avoid the spores, luckily, and the bramble patch didn't extend that far. Instead her keen eyes would find a hint of purple in the shadows off to her left. Something glimmered with a dark amethyst hue at the very edge of what she could see through the thick forest undergrowth, hidden beneath the large, tropical leaves of another plant. It would take her father away from the others if she went to investigate it, but they were kind of busy at the moment.
The hunt is off to an unlucky start for Tal and Maea!
Tal is having a hard time breathing. And seeing. And thinking clearly at the moment.
Maea has been trapped in a large and very thorny bramble patch!
But Thalassa has spotted something that might be their prey away from the others... or could just be a normal purple flower.
What do you do?
