The Haunted Forest RPG

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( I still think Luna totally could rescue the sleipner horse and it become hers. After all, they can run in air land or sea, and can cross boundaries to the underworld, right? Perfect reaper type mount, since frost made it already anyhow.)
 
Elle still hears nothing so she cups her hands on her mouth and shouts up the stairs. "Did I wake you?" She pauses, "I'm sorry, but look the sun's rising now so we can paint again" she stays seated, pulling her coat off without giving it a further look she throws it on the back of her chair.
 
Slygotha stirred within her lair, a plume of green rising from her nostrils. Her little broodlings were ravenous little beasts, growing, molting, changing quickly for the first months of their lives. It was time again to brave leaving the little ones in the nest to bring them food. Since their hatching, Slygotha had cleared most of the game big enough to be worth taking from around her lair, leaving only those she either liked or had agreements with. This meant ranging further and further on search of food.
The broodlings had usable wings now, and they haphazardly zoomed about the cavernous area where Slygotha kept her hoard, hidden behind her nest. Being small, they were much more maneuverable in the air, but being young and inexperienced, they did not yet know how to use them properly. Watching them zoom around was a great source of amusement for the broodmother, and she often encouraged them in their airial acrobatics.
Slygotha herself was no longer very acrobatic, being fully grown and many centuries old. She lumbered through the air like a whale with wings. The broodlings' maneuverability in youth was their primary defense against predators. Slygotha needed no such defense.
Rising to her feet like a Leviathan from the depths, she plods to the mouth of her den, coating the walls with a slimy layer of green acid as she left. Poisonous fumes rose from the acid spray, and the stench was enough to burn anyone's nose hair. Reaching the swamp outside, she laborously started to ascend, beating her huge leathery wings. She rises out of the murk.
 
Elle hears someone stirring in the room next door, she looks up "Guess he's awake" she thinks, standing up and brushing her vest down. "He must've been so worried when I didn't come home." She feels a pang of guilt but quickly dismisses it, her focus shifting to the sounds emitting from the next room. A low, slow twanging of guitar strings C, Am, C, Am, C. For a second there she could've sworn she heard someone calling out for her.
 
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JabbaDaHutt said:
"No, I'm just having some fun. You won't in a few seconds" Revan says as he pulls out his obsidian sword.
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"Try to catch me, then. And let's see how successful you are in killing me." Amica said and laughed. She usually relied on her agility in fights, since it helped conserve energy.

(Sorry that it took me so long to reply. Is Revan gone?)
 

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