A dust cloud rose from the barrens, it was something moving quickly along the sun scorched ground. A purple doe came to an abrupt halt at the base of the grandfather tree’s plateau. She gazed up at the massive tree above her, she was so excited to take this next step in her growth. She could feel that her magic was ready and pulled her towards the tree. She moved quickly up the plateau, her hooves bringing her closer to the great tree. She looked up in awe at it, it was always impressive each time she found herself here.
Tempest had worked hard to get a handle on her magic, to strengthen it and herself with each use. She was inspired by the nouls she had met when she was younger and by raising a young foal herself. She was also inspired by the vision she had, it felt like it was so long ago now. Vykeli had been so beautiful, so green, so lush with life. She hoped that she would one day get to see Vykeli like that for real. A suddenly flash of the three horned beast made her startle and she shook herself to free herself from it. A healed Vykeli hopefully meant there would be more life here too, not just plants but creatures too. Even dangerous ones.
She calmed herself down and bright her chaotic mind back to focus on the tree and why she was here. She walked calmly to the tree and gently nosed it and stepped back. “I am here Grandfather tree. I am ready.”
WC: 265
Posted: Sun May 03, 2020 7:29 am
Grandfather tree sways toward Tempest as they approach, as if in recognition. The ground around its roots hums with ancient power.
Choose one of the following prompts for Tempest's dream vision.
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Everyone has a place in the community, as the responsibilities of adulthood set in, you must determine what you`ll do with your life. Describe your noulicorn figuring out their place in society and what role they’ve chosen.
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It is every noulicorn’s purpose to heal Vykeli. You find yourself in the barrens, surrounded by endless seas of desolation. How do you use your gift to fix this wasteland?
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Making sure the next generation has the skills to help Homewood is important. You find yourself in Homewood surrounded by young fawns, all eyes affixed to you. What lesson will you teach them?
The change in scenery seemed smoother and less startling as Tempest embraced it. Homewood came into view and she found herself at her foalhood home. It was quiet for the most part but she could hear the hum of the market not too far off. She trotted off to go check it out and was soon cut off by a noul zooming past as quickly as they could. Tempest stepped back as quickly as she could and made a face. “Hey now! Watch where you’re going!” She shouted at the noul but then laughed. She was just as bad, racing from place to place as if she was in a hurry. Tempest was just born with excess energy and long legs. She loved to race the other foals when she was little but no one really seemed to present a challenge and most stopped wanting to race with her. They claimed it was never fair and not fun since she won all the time.
She trotted through the market, pondering her foalhood and all that she had done as a young adult. Everyone had something to do, everyone put their talents into a role within the community. Tempest paused, she had been busy raising foals since her first trip to Grandfather tree. One was nearly grown and the other two where still young enough to need mom and dad. Tempest only cared for them because they were her responsibility. But unlike her mother, Tempest had no interest in caring for foals that were not her own. “Definitely not a nanny.”
A passing noul stopped when they heard Tempest. “Who’s not a nanny?” they inquired curiously.
“Oh,” Tempest smiled sheepishly, “I’m not.”
The noul smiled and nodded but then tilted their head, “Are you trying to figure out what you’re wanting to do? Your role in the community?”
Tempest nodded and looked down for a moment, “I’m not entire sure what I should do.”
The noul looked her over for a moment and then asked, “What is it that you’ve been good at? Maybe you were good at it as a foal too?”
Tempest blinked, the answer was just right there and then gone. Wait, “I was good at racing as a foal.”
The noul smiled, “Getting somewhere quickly and having the energy to do so, sounds like a Herald. Maybe look into that. If you don’t mind the travel.”
“Oh, I don’t mind. I’ve already been on a lengthy journey and I’m always on the move. I feel bad for my children, they seemed to have to work to keep up with me,” Tempest remarked.
“Sounds like a fit. One of the heralds just went by not too long ago. Maybe try and catch up with them and see what you would need to do to become a herald. Have a good day now,” the noul said and they walked off.
Tempest nodded her head and turned back the way she came. She knew exactly which direction that speedy noul had gone. They had a great headstart, but let’s see them get away, Tempest thought to herself and she took off like a shot.
WC: 524 Total: 789
Posted: Tue May 05, 2020 7:18 am
The fizzing power winds up Tempest's legs and bursts like sunshine deep inside him/her. He/she is now adept!
His/her initial ability is Snowfall.
the user chills the temperature and summons snowfall in a 30-foot radius +2 atmos healing to an area
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