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i am totally in for this! im thinking about playing the quiet healer type (who also killed a man). i'd be up for either CS skeleton, although i do appreciate detail, but i'd advise giving people plenty of time if you go with the longer one.
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Lily's steps stuttered to a halt as Spook's wrist slid out of her grasp. One minute the tree demon was there, the next, it wasn't, the distinct scent of bluebell salve lingering in the air. Her attention, however, wasn't focused on the clamor in the trees above, but the face in front of her—half crusted over with rock that shone like an oil slick.

Oh.

Lily stumbled backwards, nearly tripping over a tree root with uncharacteristic clumsiness before she got her feet under her. She didn't look back as she turned to bolt for Emma—she had no clue why the girl was seemingly demon repellent, but she wasn't going to look a gift healer in the mouth, either. She just ran—she lost some hair along the way and gained a few new scratches, a particularly nasty one tracing its way across her cheekbone, and she didn't look back to see if it was simply stray twigs or more sinister branches reaching out for her. Another thing she was good at: ignoring the worst case scenario until it came to pass.

They broke out onto the plain, and she had never been so glad to feel sunlight on her face. She kept running for a long moment until there was quite a bit of distance between her and those infernal trees, before she had to stop, bending over at the waist and bracing her hands on her knees. She wasn't made for running, short sprints or otherwise. Halfheartedly, she counted as each companion came barreling out of the trees, but mostly she was focused on the one that crashed to earth covered in blood.

Lily's hands closed around Meryn's wrists, gently tugging her hands away from her face. She waited until the girl looked up at her, then offered a smile, even if it was somewhat marred by the blood trickling from the cut on her cheek down to her chin.

"It's alright—you're alright," she said breathlessly, still panting from the mad sprint and the adrenaline that was still shooting through her. "Just a little blood, nothing more." Lily released Meryn's hands, turning to Emma. "Spook needs your help—"
alright, welp, valentines day got Insane. working on a post now!
The forest would have been beautiful if it didn’t make her skin crawl. Objectively, it should have been perfect—delicate flowers dangling from the branches, jewel toned insects flying by innocently, emerald green moss softening the edges of boulders—but the whole place just reminded her of grave dust. Still, suffocating, and ominous, and that was before the whispering started. Lily gritted her teeth, the sibilance hitting just the right spot to raise the hair on the back of her neck, and kept her eyes on the sunlit break in the trees before them. Once they left the forest, she could think about the things she actually wanted to—like which question to ask Spook first, and what to make a new bandage for Meryn out of, and how to politely ask Alexander if she could steal his pistol for a while.

One moment it was tranquil—rather, as tranquil as it could be, walking through a creepy whispering forest with the tension still thick between the group, a neatly folded magic glyph tucked down the front of her shirt when a few hours ago she hadn't truly believed magic existed. The next, a tree was trying to eat their guide.

From a new low, to a newer, even lower low.

So soon after being menaced by a giant dragon, and as a usually levelheaded person, Lily's reserves of panic were spent. Her first instinct was to chuck a torch at the thing, but considering the proximity to Spook's face and the fact that the trees were already understandably upset about being set on fire, that was probably...not wise. She also doubted that reasoning with angry trees would do much good—it wasn't like they were wrong. Which left one obvious course of action: run.

"Buggery fuckwit—" she growled, hand twitching toward her front before she hesitated—she didn't want to waste the only magic she had minutes after she got it. Instead, she reversed its path and lunged, grabbing Spook’s flailing free hand with both of hers. She dug her heels in and heaved with all her might towards the end of the path—and the edge of the treeline. One was bad enough; they didn’t need to give those other things the chance to attack. "Come on—head for the plain!”
aaaand bumping again because ive changed the portrait examples~
>tfw the party leader gets eaten by a tree

this is turning into the best kind of dnd campaign and im So Very Pleased (and also working on a post)
winkwonk the monthly bump
honestly, the reason i love this rp so much is because of the array of characters that could get involved. im willing to follow this for as long as you keep it up, tbh. i think heading for another city to pick up new characters would be the best possible option—judging by the whopping 22 characters we got from one interest check, we should get at least a handful from a reboot, right?
honestly, the worldbuilding is one of my favorite things about this rp. the plot also just got even more interesting, and im definitely up for more ~magic shenanigans.~
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