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Who: Slaine Troyard (terrantrash) & Yona (cutefaced)
What: Tripping Out on Shrooms
When: Intro Drop
Where: Murkwell Hollow
Warning(s): Yelling...and Slaine losing his shit I guess.



<sub>[This isn't exactly how Slaine planned for his day to go. Dragging his boots through a muggy, hot bog in the Hollow and trying not to drown or die wasn't at the top of his list for things he wanted to do. Still, word had gotten out that new refugees had been stranded there and it only made sense he and Yona go to offer their help. After all, there was always the chance Hak or Asseylum could show up in the wreckage. That, and it was good karma to pay the favour forward and help out others who had to start a new life here.

With all that said, it still sucks. The air smells like smoke and sulfur, the humidity oppressive, making it hard to breathe. Maybe this hadn't been a good idea...surely there were better ways to help out, right? But Yona had been insistent and determined. It's not like he has a good track record of saying no to her in the first place.]</sub>

How are you holding up?

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[terrantrash]

You would think that'd be the case...

_{[They've been walking for awhile now. Did they end up lost or turn down a wrong path? The further they venture into the bog the more unsettled Slaine can feel himself growing. There was something instinctively unnerving about it all.]}

They must be further in.

[cutefaced]

...you don't think soldiers from either of the cities found them first, do you?

[It's not entirely outside of the realm of possibility, she thinks. They were aggressive enough to shoot their ships out of the sky; it would be almost negligent not to try and take out any survivors.

Which is awful to think about, honestly. She shivers, despite the heat.]

[terrantrash]

I hope not.

_{[But now that she says it...it's honestly a possibility. That very well could've happened. If the universe gives even an ounce of a shit though, maybe luck'll be in their favour.]}

If troops were sent in I think we would've seen evidence of it by now though.

[cutefaced]

...what kind of evidence?

[Like, footprints? Actual troops?

Or does he mean dead bodies, because yikes.]

[terrantrash]

Footprints or other tracks of some sort...the sign of a struggle? But there's nothing.

_{[Which is a good thing. Sort of.]}

We'll get to them first.

[cutefaced]

I don't even see anything to indicate that there have been animals around here...

[that's just because they haven't looked up and made eye contact with any finicky vultures. yet.]

So that's probably a good thing too, right...?

[terrantrash]

Probably...for us it is, at least.

_{[The last thing either of them need is to be hunted down by something with far too many teeth or claws. As they make their way through the thicket, Slaine can't help but instinctively stay close. It's a weird, bizarre sort of setting, what with the way the trees are more akin to looming fungi rather than actual plants. There are roots scattered about as well, something a person could easily trip over if they weren't careful. Slaine nearly snags the tip of his boot on one but manages to catch himself.]}

Even without any creatures it's still pretty dangerous, huh?