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  1. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Merchant of the sands

    Fauna slowly lowered their head to the water and took a healthy time lapping at its surface. The desert cat's body was excellent at conserving precious fluid, but even so the small pool was the most glorious and refreshing thing. They finished and sat up, licking the spare droplets from their...
  2. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Merchant of the sands

    The desert was very different from the forest. The sun bit harshly at every bit of exposed skin, seeming closer than it ever had even above the canopies to the east. The dryness of the air choked and cracked, and the sands blew fierce. Adaptability was infused into Fauna's very being, and they...
  3. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Felling the Forest

    Everything was pain, confusion, or anger. The smoke stung at Fauna's eyes still and choked their throat even as they bellowed. The flames, now removed from them, had left their angry marks and the raw flesh beneath would not quiet. The ground was hard, dry, and broken, and from within Fauna felt...
  4. Fauna

    Roleplay OOC The Falwood Plotting Thread (OOC)

    Irithiel I was waiting for Elise to post again.
  5. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Felling the Forest

    Sweet relief as the flames fell, and Fauna drifted back into the liquid existence between shapes. What would one see if they looked into the cocoon? Impossible to tell, for not even Fauna knew if their form were solid, spiritual, or even observable at this point. The verdant skin of the pod was...
  6. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Felling the Forest

    Heat. Terrible heat. Great fear followed by pain... and then nothing. The base sensations and the silent cries of the animals nearby penetrated into Fauna's concentration. It hurt, and the great web of life flickered as their concentration wavered. They had to keep going, they were too far to...
  7. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Felling the Forest

    Volos' cocoon crept around the tiny songbird, growing around Fauna until it shut out the light, noise, and even the vibrations of the battle beyond. Here, in isolation, the spirit could focus. Arethil's natural world was under an attack heretofore unseen. The civilized had always made use of...
  8. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Felling the Forest

    The charge was exhilarating. The owlbear's thunderous heart surged within the sheer bulk of muscle, feather, and claw. The vibrations of the earth were haphazard as it cracked apart from all sides, and Fauna's sensitive ears were battered to a dull ringing by the explosive seeds and crackling...
  9. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Felling the Forest

    Some of the workers fled, and they were wise to do so. The vines claimed many, and those nearest to Fauna who did not find themselves entangled were met with powerful strikes that broke their bones and sent them crumpling to the ground. Another tree fell, and a familiar, pained voice rang out...
  10. Fauna

    Open Chronicles Felling the Forest

    The edges of the Falwood continued to recede, and Fauna could feel it. The birds were the first to leave, then the quick-footed creatures. Those too slow to run, or too simple to see their doom, perished in droves. Their journey had started as a curiosity, and desire to learn how and why the...
  11. Fauna

    Private Tales Down With Civilization!

    The druid's plight was just, and Fauna agreed with his goals. Something about Ixchel had eroded their caution, and they no longer wanted to observe and learn. They wanted to act, to pounce. It would be a just war, a good act of rebalancing. Whatever destruction they wrought would be repaired...
  12. Fauna

    Private Tales Down With Civilization!

    The elk turned back. |I see. Topple the structures, destroy the habitat... let the population rebalance.| It was an acceptable tactic, and one that did not venture far from their own conclusions on what would need to be done. So far Fauna had done their best to deter small groups with precise...
  13. Fauna

    Private Tales Down With Civilization!

    The stag met Volos’ gaze as his fervor grew. The blue of his eyes and horns seemed to intensify, but perhaps this was a trick of the light. When he closed his eyes, Fauna felt something. The winds and leaves were a subtle queue, but a spirit such as Fauna, one born of the world itself, a much...
  14. Fauna

    Private Tales Down With Civilization!

    Fauna had never held much in the way of "emotion," as would be described by a human. They had feelings, of course, but they were removed. Their existence was as looking through a window: deeply connected to the natural world around them but apart from it, existing spiritually as a representation...
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    Private Tales Down With Civilization!

    His words were not what Fauna had expected to hear. They had spent so long within the trance of this wild place that they had to take moment to comprehend what they had just heard. As their mind calmed they finally took note the the man’s appearance. He was short and stocky, and he looked as...