I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
And just like that, without many preambles, save for a few waves or snickers, the game was on.
Indifferent to Maea’s suspicions, the invisible demigod scurried up a tree. Unfortunately, despite Melita's many years of experience in doing just that, nimble and proud, she made an awful lot of noise on this venture. Branches creaked, leaves brushed, and she had to tuck herself tightly against the bark of the trunk – rolling her eyes at her own blunders. She'd remain still and certain, and for once, biding her time.
Thalassa would find the brush, thorns, and brambles to be an excellent fit for her smaller form. Tucked in, nice and cozy, she would probably be able to wile away several moments, until either Maea was out of sight, and the base in reach. If everything went well, of course.
Alys, utilizing that wonderful illusion magic, would find herself rendered incorporeal, but unfortunately, she too would leave behind semblances of her path. Marks and footprints in the dampened earth could very well lead the tiger to the seer’s destination – maybe she’d be able to come up with something else to waylay the path.
And Maea, as soon as she was able, began to find the air full of aromas, the ground meshing with tracks, and could very likely pursue anyone she wished to snag. However, the first one trail she’d be able to pinpoint easily was Thalassa’s – and if the other Ancient didn’t do something fast, she’d be caught outright.
As for the others – well, there were always options of staying or fleeing, but both came with their own risks.
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Melita has made a lot of noise in her venture up the tree, but remains invisible.
Thalassa is comfy cozy in the brush, but Maea has picked up on her scent quickly.
Alys is also invisible, but has left behind a lot of footprints.
You may choose to continue hiding, do something further to make yourself less known, or head for the base. Maea must post last.
Indifferent to Maea’s suspicions, the invisible demigod scurried up a tree. Unfortunately, despite Melita's many years of experience in doing just that, nimble and proud, she made an awful lot of noise on this venture. Branches creaked, leaves brushed, and she had to tuck herself tightly against the bark of the trunk – rolling her eyes at her own blunders. She'd remain still and certain, and for once, biding her time.
Thalassa would find the brush, thorns, and brambles to be an excellent fit for her smaller form. Tucked in, nice and cozy, she would probably be able to wile away several moments, until either Maea was out of sight, and the base in reach. If everything went well, of course.
Alys, utilizing that wonderful illusion magic, would find herself rendered incorporeal, but unfortunately, she too would leave behind semblances of her path. Marks and footprints in the dampened earth could very well lead the tiger to the seer’s destination – maybe she’d be able to come up with something else to waylay the path.
And Maea, as soon as she was able, began to find the air full of aromas, the ground meshing with tracks, and could very likely pursue anyone she wished to snag. However, the first one trail she’d be able to pinpoint easily was Thalassa’s – and if the other Ancient didn’t do something fast, she’d be caught outright.
As for the others – well, there were always options of staying or fleeing, but both came with their own risks.
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Melita has made a lot of noise in her venture up the tree, but remains invisible.
Thalassa is comfy cozy in the brush, but Maea has picked up on her scent quickly.
Alys is also invisible, but has left behind a lot of footprints.
You may choose to continue hiding, do something further to make yourself less known, or head for the base. Maea must post last.
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
