11-01-2021, 09:16 PM
His burning eyes serve as a beacon to guide them through the dead and the fog. He stares, unblinking, as they gather before him. Jack leans down with his spidery hands on his thin, crackling knees to stare into Anuya’s face. The jagged grin carves further up the sides of his face when she greets him, yet he says nothing for now.
Despoina is next and she breathes not a word when she limps closer to the towering holiday spirit. Llorona and Etojo, likewise, only stare up into his smoldering face. A sharp cackle blooms into a booming guffaw when Elliana asks if he is the one they’ve been searching for. Who else would they seek on this dark and eerie night? The Great Turkey? He wipes a tear of pumpkin juice from his eye.
Several more find him while others remain lost in the fog. Slowly and with a bit of grunting, the old spirit stands to his full height once more. He sweeps his spindly fingers and the fog suddenly clears in an instant, taking Saffron and Rare with it. They will awake safely in their beds with a few tricks for denying Jack his treat.
“The sun is nearly risen, the end is almost nigh.
Soon we’ll go our separate ways, we’ll tell each other bye.
You have conquered every challenge and braved every feat.
I ask you all one question now, tell me: trick or treat?”
He extends his claws to them then, presenting a candy in a bright orange wrapper in one palm and a small black box in the other.
Despoina is next and she breathes not a word when she limps closer to the towering holiday spirit. Llorona and Etojo, likewise, only stare up into his smoldering face. A sharp cackle blooms into a booming guffaw when Elliana asks if he is the one they’ve been searching for. Who else would they seek on this dark and eerie night? The Great Turkey? He wipes a tear of pumpkin juice from his eye.
Several more find him while others remain lost in the fog. Slowly and with a bit of grunting, the old spirit stands to his full height once more. He sweeps his spindly fingers and the fog suddenly clears in an instant, taking Saffron and Rare with it. They will awake safely in their beds with a few tricks for denying Jack his treat.
“The sun is nearly risen, the end is almost nigh.
Soon we’ll go our separate ways, we’ll tell each other bye.
You have conquered every challenge and braved every feat.
I ask you all one question now, tell me: trick or treat?”
He extends his claws to them then, presenting a candy in a bright orange wrapper in one palm and a small black box in the other.
Your traits and defects have been returned to you now that the fog has cleared.
End your post with your choice. The entry can be as long or as short as you want.
This round will end on November 7th at 8:00pm. Late replies will be eliminated and given a curse.
Saffron contracted a Cordycep Curse during his journey through the mountain. As a result, a white, branch or antler-like fungus has begun to grow from his shoulders, ears, mouth, and throat. The fungus causes a fever and he will feel deeply inclined to find plenty of water, sun, and other hosts for his tormentor. Someone with plant manipulation or healing may cleanse him.
Rare has come down with a serious case of Star Blindness. Some confused little stars have taken up residence in her eyes and now they shimmer with all the brilliance of the galaxies. For her, however, she can only see an empty white void. Anyone with star manipulation or healing may alleviate her illness.