”Thank you for showing up,” Jigano greeted Loren warmly as Isuma pressed into the scratches with a subdued purr. Human greetings made, she slipped off her companion’s shoulder to flutter down to Astra’s antlers for a chirruped conversation with her friend, happy as always to have a luxere pal to hang out with while the two-leggers did incomprehensible things nearby.
”And no, you aren’t late,” he chuckled asQuanil hurried up, full of energy and enthusiasm as ever. ”In fact, it must be everyone else who’s late.” He grinned ruefully as he looked around at the empty landscape, grain ripening in the fields and the occasional drab tree struggling to make it through the heat. If anyone else was coming, they’d see them moving across the landscape…
But since no one else appeared on the horizon the bard shrugged and turned to those who had responded to his call. ”Let’s walk and talk,” he suggested, leading the way towards the old barrier scar, the grasses growing more stunted and sparser as they neared it. The land was recovering but it was still a slow process, and one that would take years yet to complete. ”I thought we could use staves to poke them from a distance so that they latch onto the wood instead of our arms,” he said with a wry grin to his two friends. ”But do you have any suggestions for how to get the numbing poison they release out of their limbs and into a jar?” Speaking of jars… He focused his magic to create two glass jars with snug-fitting stoppers that he handed to each of them. ”We can either kill them, or try to ‘milk’ the poison from. Which would you prefer? Or can you think of a third option?”
Overhead a circling raven cried out and dove to the east, and Jigano followed it, leading the way over a rise in the landscape. Spread out below was a small, dusty valley and across it were gently rolling a few tumbleweeds, moving with the faint breeze from the Greatwood.
How should the group go about collecting the numbing agent secreted by the Tangleweeds? Preferences? Suggestions? Better make them quick, it looks like you’ve already found a few totry and wrangle!
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”And no, you aren’t late,” he chuckled as
But since no one else appeared on the horizon the bard shrugged and turned to those who had responded to his call. ”Let’s walk and talk,” he suggested, leading the way towards the old barrier scar, the grasses growing more stunted and sparser as they neared it. The land was recovering but it was still a slow process, and one that would take years yet to complete. ”I thought we could use staves to poke them from a distance so that they latch onto the wood instead of our arms,” he said with a wry grin to his two friends. ”But do you have any suggestions for how to get the numbing poison they release out of their limbs and into a jar?” Speaking of jars… He focused his magic to create two glass jars with snug-fitting stoppers that he handed to each of them. ”We can either kill them, or try to ‘milk’ the poison from. Which would you prefer? Or can you think of a third option?”
Overhead a circling raven cried out and dove to the east, and Jigano followed it, leading the way over a rise in the landscape. Spread out below was a small, dusty valley and across it were gently rolling a few tumbleweeds, moving with the faint breeze from the Greatwood.
How should the group go about collecting the numbing agent secreted by the Tangleweeds? Preferences? Suggestions? Better make them quick, it looks like you’ve already found a few to
No posting order!
