The Shaman Has Appeared!
It takes only a minute for the hedge you are caught up in to begin to collapse in upon itself, its branches withering and disintegrating, decay brought on by the same dark magic that was worked to raise it. In its wake is left a new path, considerably wider but still a tight fit for those blessed—or cursed—with extra appendages. From far off you hear a hacking laugh, resembling more a cough than anything else as it rises unevenly in its pitch. It grows in volume, indicative of its owner drawing closer, until his outline begins to take shape between the two rows of hedges. As the mist begins to settle, you can see his lanky, angular frame more clearly, a dark and heavy pelt seeming to swallow him whole as it lays draped across his skinny shoulders. With a clearing of his throat he draws silent, facing you off in a silent showdown.
”Will you just stand there, Damascus?” he asks, his voice youthful despite his aged appearance, carrying a lilt you cannot place into any of the Courts. You do not know how he knows your name, for he is a figure you have never seen before, and you can only wonder what more he knows about you. ”Or will you be brave and follow me to the relic of Tempus.” It is no longer a question, but a statement, as if he already knows what your choice will be. And with that, he turns and takes off further into the maze, ever leading you northwards. His speed belies his age, for he is constantly just ahead of you, sometimes disappearing into the dim but never venturing far. As he disappears around the next corner, you become aware of another creature lurking somewhere behind you, one of the many beasts to have make the maze its home.
”Will you just stand there, Damascus?” he asks, his voice youthful despite his aged appearance, carrying a lilt you cannot place into any of the Courts. You do not know how he knows your name, for he is a figure you have never seen before, and you can only wonder what more he knows about you. ”Or will you be brave and follow me to the relic of Tempus.” It is no longer a question, but a statement, as if he already knows what your choice will be. And with that, he turns and takes off further into the maze, ever leading you northwards. His speed belies his age, for he is constantly just ahead of you, sometimes disappearing into the dim but never venturing far. As he disappears around the next corner, you become aware of another creature lurking somewhere behind you, one of the many beasts to have make the maze its home.
@Damascus you’ve found the Shaman! However he is not one to stay and chat, and has already taken off into the brambles. It is up to you to hunt him down or not, but be warned: the maze contains many hidden dangers and beasts lurking within it that you might just get caught up in!
Feel free to write in your own obstacles or beasts, or tag the Random Events account and specify if you would like one given to you! You have until Wednesday, July 19th to get your next reply in, at which point the Shaman will again respond.
Happy writing!
Feel free to write in your own obstacles or beasts, or tag the Random Events account and specify if you would like one given to you! You have until Wednesday, July 19th to get your next reply in, at which point the Shaman will again respond.
Happy writing!
Please be advised, tagging the Random Event account does not guarantee a response!
