[Quest] every storm runs out of rain

[Random Events]

“They sicken of the calm who know the storm.” 

For days or even weeks, Theodosia may feel nothing at all out of the ordinary. The swirling, pink-purple potion is a strange, awful mixture of sweet and savory on the way down, like honey laced with salt; but past the initial unpleasant backwash, there are no symptoms to follow. Everything is perfectly normal.

Until the storm shows up.

Spring in Terrastella is often wet, but not like this. The sky is clear, a perfect blue, and sun shines down from a place too far to fathom. The breeze is calm and warm; it almost feels like summer. But there is one cloud out of the ordinary. One cloud that threatens the whole atmosphere. Huge and slick and black, bloated almost to bursting with the threat of rain, the lonesome cloud hovers over Tinea, its edges cut in sun a way that they seem to exactly match the edges of the swamp.

It beckons Theodosia, if a little bit threateningly. Come here, come here, Stormsinger - the humming of the lightning as it thrashes inside is almost like a drumbeat. It is a creature of its own will entirely, and if the Champion should try to touch it with her own magic, try to alter it in any way, it will simply refuse to budge. It hangs stubbornly in the hot air and glares down at her with warm, dark eyes, roiling with just contained lightning and thunder, resplendent with both beauty and danger, almost like Theodosia herself.

Whenever the Champion decides to step close, the pull of the cloud will grow stronger, as will its morbid, humming song. It might ring between her ears like a bell. As the space between the girl and the storm closes, they become one: the cloud drops fast as a rock to flood Theodosia in a coat of black vapor, and for a few long moments it swirls around her, tumultuous, gnashing its rain-teeth, the pitch of its song growing higher and higher until it’s almost unbearably loud and shrill—

Then it stops, and the whole cloud disappears abruptly. When the dark haze sloughs away, Theodosia may feel a new weight on her antlers as the first of many new crystals starts to grow in.
 

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@Theodosia once she has finally stopped tasting the potion might find herself wandering in the swamp, wondering if her god was full of only empty promises. But then, over the swamp everything starts looking 'darker' as if a great bird has decided to blot out the sun. If she looks up she'll find the cloud, whispering in a way that clouds should not whisper. Is it words, or is it only the sound of weighted raindrops waiting to fall that she's hearing? 

The cloud falls, and falls, and falls. And then--
Theodosia is not the same anymore. 


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Enjoy! This lovely quest was written by @redandblack