[snowman]

The Price

Not for It.

That belong to the people who called the island their Home. The stone-like Roots of It spreading over the course of days, moving through soil and air. The corrupt tendrils ever so softly pulsating with the power of the occult.

It did not take a genius to understand the Importance of the situation for all Sides involved. The striving for survival the only similarity in this small-scaled struggle. 

  

The amassing of a resistance, both from wild and societal. The small villages banding together to fight against this blight. Their speeches made, bonds formed, and promises told.

  

The animals and monsters growing more agitated at the disbalance. They either begin to leave... Or swarm toward the source of the plight. Their dens scarce in plants, partners going more hungry, and cubs growling at the lack of food.

  

Meranthe will not remember any of them... No matter how it ends. Yet, they walk despite that. 

  

Will They Remember Me?

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Attendees: Me! Possibly Others. I expected it to be below Six or so.

  

Theme: Magical Forest on a island slowly dying due to a work of a demon (Me!) sucking away the life of the said forest. Besides that? You're free to do whatever you wish! But do talk to the group about it first if you can.

Risk: To Be Discussed!.

Rewards: Me evolving! Besides that? To be discussed. But do expect something likely relating to a nature/magical creature or so.

DM: I search. But do contact Snowman2626 if you search for me instead.