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"Oh," said the average tree, "it's you again. Have you come to tell me how tall I am?"

Sorcha considered its question for a moment--half a moment, really, as the other half was spent wondering if she had met this particular tree before. "You're taller than I am!" She finally declared.

"Wrong--" it started to say before reconsidering. While that wasn't technically the answer to its riddle, it was a correct response nonetheless...

Sorcha grew bored after waiting .03 seconds for it to change its mind and wandered away again, leaving it stumped.

It had been so long since Amarus had a good dream, that she couldn't believe she was having one now. It seemed like it, though: it was full of colours, and she felt at peace. Amarus felt calm a lot, sure, but not usually peaceful. A restless calm, a sense of the approaching storm: that was the tension in which she lived. Calm, bracing herself.

There was a path to follow, in this good dream. Down a burrow, down rolling grass, towards what might be a rabbit hole-- in fact, when she started to fall, she assumed she had fallen down a rabbit hole. And she didn't mind it.

Vastly familiar with drinking odd fluids during her waking hours, Amarus didn't really think twice about downing the Drink Me. She just did. And everything went black.

When she came to, it was into a wood with many different colours of trees. Her fluffy, white fur scarf seemed more in the way than not, and she tried to figure out a way to keep it away from her face. No dice. She stared at it with a sense it was vastly annoying, and tried to focus on enjoying the rest of the dream. The woods: Tulgey woods.

They seemed to go on forever, each tree a different colour and style. She did love plants. This part was good. "You want me to explore the trees? That seems futile, but fine," she said, shrugging one shoulder.

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It looked like she was right to be skeptical about the trees. In fact, the first one she met told her that the last visitor had been extremely mean, and that it didn't want any company. "I'd rather not meet you either, if it's all the same," she said in return, waving one hand dismissively. "But if anyone, or any sign post asks, you were explored; got it?"

She wasn't sure that it did, but she didn't care to find out, and so with that she left the cranky tree to continue to be cranky. No wonder the players were mean to it.

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My character's username: F3V3RDR3AM
My character's level: 1
Character's HP: 30
Character's Job Class: White Rabbit
Current party: Alone.
Current Guild:
Location: Tulgey Woods.
Small IC description of character: Pinkpurple hair with bells and ribbons; a white pinafore over a white dress, white fur. Hair so long it has to be bound and still touches the ground. Little shadow arms, and little stubby white angel looking wings.
Character journal: here

((OOC| Disregard the above roll, please, I forgot to make my entrance post. Forgive my rustiness.))

S.cargo took careful, measured steps through the forest. Everything creaked as she walked and a shiver ran down her spine more than once as the ground shifted beneath her feet. It was unnerving, and unnatural. She was never sure if she was on stable ground and thus, never quite relaxed.

Despite the bunny ears flopping on her head, she felt more like a cat on edge.

Her attention was off into the distance, searching for the source of the tinkling music, when something suddenly started speaking in front of her.

"I am the wayfinder..."

Her head whipped around and she gasped at it, taking a noticeable step backward. As it continued speaking she relaxed, then kicked herself for being such a coward. It was obviously some kind of guide.. a very weird, unhelpful guide.

"Trees?" She questioned, uncertain. Her brows drew down into a little 'v'. When the sign offered no other help, she sighed and turned to look at the forest around her. "Right. Trees."

Once she found the glasses for the tree, she went back to the wayfinder.

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[ Enter & Tree 1/5 ]

Everything had gone black and when he awoke, it was still seemingly in a dream, the woods around him dancing with certainly not earthly colors, the sounds of the forest odd but not at all unpleasant. Trumpeting filled his ears and he smiled to himself, looking around once more before getting to his feet. It was a strange place, but it wasn’t bad, he liked the colors and the music and he could even get used to the strange eyes peering at him, imagining them as creatures as cute as the rabbit he’d found. His dream had certainly not given him any indication that it would become a nightmare, and as it wasn’t the island, Shyduck was sure, definitely sure, that it was just a dream.

Nothing could hurt him, not really, and he was free to be happily optimistic.

The talking sign seemed friendly enough, after all, and he stepped closer, and nodded, willing to oblige it in its quest. The trees were so cool looking; it would probably be fun to check them out!



It was not quite as fun as he hoped, as the approached the first tree, startled by it's sudden outburst. Shiloh raised his hands in surrender, backing away.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to - er, I won't, you're safe! I'll just be going now..."

[ Tree 2/5 ]



“Stripes!” he exclaimed, rushing over to the tree. “I’m sorry I called you silly, I actually think its pretty cool, I mean you’re pretty cool, those colours – oh, you want, what? Oh, okay!”

Shyduck didn’t need to be asked twice, and he wrapped his arms around the tree in a giant bear hug, shaking it vigorously, coating both himself and everything around him in a good dusting of ‘colour’. He let go, laughing with the tree and stepped back, admiring himself.

The tree seemed pleased as well, and procured for him a fragment in thanks. He accepted it graciously, even dipping into a bit of a bow as he backed away and scampered off to find another tree. Okay, maybe this was a little fun. He hoped he’d find someone soon, before the color wore off. He wanted to show it off!

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