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Who: Shiro, Allura, & Keith
When: A few days before the full moon
Where: Out in the Wildes
What: Quest - The Paladins fight an Elemental
Warnings: Violence
[ Deep in the recesses of the Wilde, a small band of heroes ventures forth in pursuit of an "Elemental" recking havoc in the deep wilder land. After being guided this deep into the woods, the Witch and the Puca depart from the three friends, leaving them to bide their time and finish the job. It's by Shiro's suggestion they set up a small, temporary camp - a little smoke would give them a place to gather to in the event they're separated.
A month and a half of change sees Shiro looking less like himself than ever - the upcoming full moon has pulled at his ears enough, shaping them oddly, but the timing is good. He stands quiet at the camp, listening for things that approach diligently. Short hairs travel up from the tip of his notes to the edge of his scalp. His yellow eyes pierce the dark regions of the forest.
After being alert for so long, Shiro sighs lightly at last. The sky is warm with orange and reds. ] You'd think something that can move this much earth would give itself away a lot quicker. We probably can't stay out here much longer.
When: A few days before the full moon
Where: Out in the Wildes
What: Quest - The Paladins fight an Elemental
Warnings: Violence
[ Deep in the recesses of the Wilde, a small band of heroes ventures forth in pursuit of an "Elemental" recking havoc in the deep wilder land. After being guided this deep into the woods, the Witch and the Puca depart from the three friends, leaving them to bide their time and finish the job. It's by Shiro's suggestion they set up a small, temporary camp - a little smoke would give them a place to gather to in the event they're separated.
A month and a half of change sees Shiro looking less like himself than ever - the upcoming full moon has pulled at his ears enough, shaping them oddly, but the timing is good. He stands quiet at the camp, listening for things that approach diligently. Short hairs travel up from the tip of his notes to the edge of his scalp. His yellow eyes pierce the dark regions of the forest.
After being alert for so long, Shiro sighs lightly at last. The sky is warm with orange and reds. ] You'd think something that can move this much earth would give itself away a lot quicker. We probably can't stay out here much longer.