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by waysoftheearth » Wed Feb 26, 2014 12:14 pm
Our pair turn toward the stream, giving way as a column of rat-sized, bright purple beetles waddle across their route on the unknowable business of rat-sized purple beetles. They pass amazingly bright flowers, verdant mosses, and bright leaves--not to mention huge insects of every imaginable description. The whole forest seems a-thrum with life and energy.
When they have come two score paces more, they see 'tis not a stream at all, but a large, misty pool into which numerous little trickles of water dapple. Bathing quite naked in the pool is the most fabulously beautiful and womanly creature in all the world. Even with her back to you, her beauty is profound--Wen's young heart is racing; even Highbough's venerable blood stirs a fraction. She doesn't turn to see you, although perhaps she has just now half-turned her head, mayhap listening for your approach?
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]