"Whoa, mushrooms eat trees? So if I eat mushrooms, I'm like the eater of eater of trees? That's badass man," Tito says, holding up another log covered with the blue and silver toadstools. "I've been learning so much badass stuff since I hooked up with these guys. I mean, we never got to burn stuff when I was growing up, man, and the only mushrooms were in cans and stuff. This is way more badass."
Seemingly unaware that his conversation partner -- an RRC scout only slightly more sociable than the others -- has fallen asleep, Tito tosses the log onto the fire, where the fungal blossoms pop and crack, releasing a sweet-smelling smoke that drifts across the campsite, filtering into the tents of the other members of the COT. Beyond the firelight, the smoke even reaches Silverclaws as he prowls the perimeter.
Any scrap-miner who's survived a year or more on the plains knows that the blue-veined silkies bring death when boiled, and strange dreams when burned in a fire. Some say the visions are illusion, old memory and imagination stirred together in a soporific soup. Others say they are the whispers of a dream-snake, or the prophecies of some god ... few will deny that they sometimes tell true, and other times seem to hint at possibilities that never were.
For the sleepers in the Combine camp that night, the smoke brought dreams ... only time will tell if they brought truth, too.
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The smoke that infuses the campground that night brings visions -- describe what your character sees and gain an immediate +1 XP. Maybe it's nonsense, maybe it's a hint of things to come, or a glimpse of an old ally or enemy. What's Blurre's sister up to? Or her robed master with the glowing eye, the sorcerer they call the Shibboleth? How's Delta getting on with those kids and Eudal Hayes? What about Stella, bound and sequestered in some deep chamber covered in cables and arcane etchings? Who's to say if what you see can be trusted?
Secrets Seen in the Smoke - Interludes
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New Mexico/Desert
Afternoon
Day 33
Round 2
Kim tossed and turned in her tent as the smoke from the fire filled it. She murmured as the haze of deep sleep gave way to dreams.
A woman in battered, patchwork combat mage armor sat on the hood of an old green pre-Rifts pickup. It’s engine revved, as if frustrated with just sitting there. The woman seemed to be peering down at a great walled city that billowed with the smoke of manufacturing foundries.
“Settle down,” she spoke to the truck, patting the hood. “Soon enough we can go hunting again.”
Finally the woman removed her helmet, shaking out her unruly blonde hair, revealing a war-weary face with a scar running over one eye and down her cheek. She still had a kind of beauty despite the careworn lines and the scar. Her blue eyes were had, though.
Kim murmured with surprise in her sleep. “Mom?”
Afternoon
Day 33
Round 2
Kim tossed and turned in her tent as the smoke from the fire filled it. She murmured as the haze of deep sleep gave way to dreams.
A woman in battered, patchwork combat mage armor sat on the hood of an old green pre-Rifts pickup. It’s engine revved, as if frustrated with just sitting there. The woman seemed to be peering down at a great walled city that billowed with the smoke of manufacturing foundries.
“Settle down,” she spoke to the truck, patting the hood. “Soon enough we can go hunting again.”
Finally the woman removed her helmet, shaking out her unruly blonde hair, revealing a war-weary face with a scar running over one eye and down her cheek. She still had a kind of beauty despite the careworn lines and the scar. Her blue eyes were had, though.
Kim murmured with surprise in her sleep. “Mom?”
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The dark of the desert in front of the fleeing COT is made more so by the by the glaring light of the burning city behind them. Concern for his friends is only surpassed by his concern for his home as the team flees...Something?, someone?, the lyn-srial isn't sure. He knows he needs to watch the shadows around the Sky Siren, but also feels his worried gaze looking upwards into the starry darkness.
Also a sense of failure and powerlessness share space in his mind with the worry. Nothing I could do was of any use he thinks, still not sure what brought death to the once great city of Arzno, the screams of the dying still ringing in his mind.
Fleeing into the dark the 18th runs towards the home of the Lyn-Srial. To warn them and to hopefully find help.
Also a sense of failure and powerlessness share space in his mind with the worry. Nothing I could do was of any use he thinks, still not sure what brought death to the once great city of Arzno, the screams of the dying still ringing in his mind.
Fleeing into the dark the 18th runs towards the home of the Lyn-Srial. To warn them and to hopefully find help.
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The Wolfen sits before the fire. The COT's camp had gone quiet. Silver sat pitching sticks into the fire and watching flames lap at them and then consume them. The fire's intensity leaves nothing but ash.
Picking up another twig he tosses it into the fire. When the heat and flames touch the twig, it flashes bright for a few seconds. Blinded. Silver looks up into the sky undisturbed by his lack of sight and finds his vision full.
A single star descends to Earth. Bright and burning it settles to the Earth. The sky grows dark for a time.
Another star flares in the night sky. It too, seems drawn to Earth and finds itself upon a darkened mesa. For a time both stars are together. The sky over head darkens once more.
The mesa flairs brightly and is soon awash in red and black. One star moves across the sea of red and black the other holds a position and shines bright. The sky darkens once more.
A final star falls. Its distance shorter but it falls near another sea of red and blue. Again a star amongst the waves greets the recently fallen. The last star looks to fade until the star amidst the conflict grants some of its light to the last and light is renewed in the last.
Silver's sight clears of the sudden flash. Looking down at his claws, Silver dreams.
Stella was near. A being of celestial origin. No doubt. Silver felt it his personal responsibility to liberate Stella. She needed that from him at least. Silver was grateful that the COT had arrived when they had. Now they could liberate Stella and Silver could get her back to her mission here or back to her place of origin.
Delta was away protecting children recently rescued. Her purpose her was to locate an old facility, a military facility. Silver was uncertain how long it would be before he could resume the task of protecting her. The role of Star Guardian has no set limitations.
Picking up another twig he tosses it into the fire. When the heat and flames touch the twig, it flashes bright for a few seconds. Blinded. Silver looks up into the sky undisturbed by his lack of sight and finds his vision full.
A single star descends to Earth. Bright and burning it settles to the Earth. The sky grows dark for a time.
Another star flares in the night sky. It too, seems drawn to Earth and finds itself upon a darkened mesa. For a time both stars are together. The sky over head darkens once more.
The mesa flairs brightly and is soon awash in red and black. One star moves across the sea of red and black the other holds a position and shines bright. The sky darkens once more.
A final star falls. Its distance shorter but it falls near another sea of red and blue. Again a star amongst the waves greets the recently fallen. The last star looks to fade until the star amidst the conflict grants some of its light to the last and light is renewed in the last.
Silver's sight clears of the sudden flash. Looking down at his claws, Silver dreams.
Stella was near. A being of celestial origin. No doubt. Silver felt it his personal responsibility to liberate Stella. She needed that from him at least. Silver was grateful that the COT had arrived when they had. Now they could liberate Stella and Silver could get her back to her mission here or back to her place of origin.
Delta was away protecting children recently rescued. Her purpose her was to locate an old facility, a military facility. Silver was uncertain how long it would be before he could resume the task of protecting her. The role of Star Guardian has no set limitations.