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The Lost Can be Found - Perrin - 08-02-2018 She awoke with a start, the choking scent of smoke and mist swirling before her muzzle, and sucked into her lungs with each panicked breath. She could feel her hooves beneath her, but struggled to move them, her pale body pressed into the damp grass beneath her form. Wide grey eyes darted to the sights around her, but there was not much to be seen. Shadows and fog swirled, hiding anything that would give her an idea as to where she was. Slowly, with her muddled mind, Perrin started to pull herself to her hooves. She tripped and stumbled, legs flailing in all directions as she struggled to keep herself upright. A skip, hop, and a trip later, the young mare found herself face-first into the thick tree trunk. Her head pounded as she leaned against it, trying to find her bearing as she pulled herself back upright. Vines tangled with her hooves and across her back. It was almost as if this strange place didnt want her to leave.
Perrin took this moment to pause and think back to her last moments. She remembered her small camp fire, her journal at her side, sleepiness weighing down her eyelids. She had just finished a long day of work and had settled down at camp for the night. She remembered the sound of a snapping branch, but she didnt pay it any mind. It was normal for the forest to be noisy. She passed it off as a scurrying rabbit or passing deer. She remembered something grabbing her, a distinct smell filling her nostrils. And just like that, her world had turne black.
It was then that she heard the sound of hooves, her ears pricking and heart returning to its racing state. This time, especially in this new place, she was not going to ignore such sounds.
Wiggling her way free from the vines at her hooves, Perrin swiped up her traveling pack that had fallen from her harness as she ran. Her gait was sloppy, her hooves clumsy. She didnt know where she was going, but she knew she had to leave. Her breath heaved in her lungs with fear, her gaze wildly trying to pierce the fog that engulfed her. It was only then that she realized the glowing eyes that stared at her from the shadows. Distracted by the floating eyes, she did not realize the figure standing before her. With an oof!, she collided with them, falling one again, to the ground.
Notes Companions: none Normal items: Harness with travelling equipment Enhanced items: None Magic 1: Slight telekinesis, enabling her to pick up and hold items Magic 2: Shape shifting allows her to change into three animals- eagle, bear, and seal I figured whoever decides to jump in can be the pon she runs into <3 RE: The Lost Can be Found - Rift Presence - 08-02-2018 the Rift
Black tendrils snake out toward you like vines crawling across the ground. They hardly make a sound, and instead seem like silent snakes bound to following you and the magic within you. The Portal knows, it can sense the newcomers that appear with goodies for the Rift. It silently relishes in them. The tendrils snake after you despite your speed and take advantage of the fog that clouds your senses. Once you collide with the stranger, the tendrils find you – feeling like thicker smoke as they wrap their way around your legs. They search and search for your gifts, for taking them is their goal – and when they can’t steal the first one entirely, they devour the second. When satisfied, the tendrils smoke away, dispersing into the fog that surrounds you as though they never existed in the first place. | ACCEPTANCE NOTES : PERRIN | Magic: Offensive: Slight telekinesis, allowing her to pick up and hold items – however, when done being used, leaves Perrin groggy and exhausted. The Rift devours your second magic after altering your first. Normal item transfers fine! :) Just link it to here for proof in your profile! Welcome to the Rift! <3 RE: The Lost Can be Found - Virga - 08-03-2018
RE: The Lost Can be Found - Perrin - 08-03-2018 Just as her body hit the ground, she felt something crawling up her legs. She tried to kick them away, but they wrapped around her flesh and held her still. She could hear her blood pounding in her ears, her mouth opening to scream, but nothing coming from her throat. She was caught, stuck, hopeless. Her eyes were wide as she stared at the stranger before her, as if he was doing this. But as soon as it began, it was gone. The vines that had bound her puffed into smoke, drifting away into the shadows. Perrin scrambled back to he hooves, pushing herself away from the stranger. "What am i doing?!" Her voice squeaked, but she could feel anger rising in her chest. The nerve-! "What are you doing?! What was that- what did you do to me?!" Perrin rarely panicked. She was known for having a level head, cool personality, and stoic nature.. however, she felt that all she had been through so far, she deserved a panic attack. Satisfied with how much distance she put between herself and the dark stranger, she took a moment to study him. Her brow furrowed and ears pressed back in confusion at the sight of his wings on his shoulders and horn sprouting from his head. She had never seen a Pegasus with a horn before.. perhaps this was more reason to distrust him. Finally finding her breath, and calming her heart, she took a soft breath and glanced at her surroundings. "Where am i?" She finally added, this time more calmly. No, she didnt trust this stranger, but she wasnt about to leave him to venture this foggy world alone, especially if her captors were still in pursuit. RE: The Lost Can be Found - Virga - 08-03-2018
RE: The Lost Can be Found - Perrin - 08-04-2018 Her brow narrowed as she felt the stallion before her studying her, brushing her harsh words off his shoulder like they were pesky bugs. A frown found her lips. Silence hung in the air, heavy like weights on her back. She almost turned to leave, but his voice rang after her. "You're in the Portal." She paused, lips pressed together as she played his words back in her head. "Portal? She said, though she could tell her voice fell on deaf ears. He was looking at their surroundings, the trees that towered above them, vines that snaked the ground, fog that mingled with their breath. He seemed.. disgusted. Angry, almost. A shiver ran down her spine at his next words, claiming this place had taken her from her home. From her brother. At first, she didnt believe him. It didnt make sense, that a place could kidnap her.. yet, she remembered the vines that grabbed onto her ankles, that writhed across her body, that held her against her will. She hadnt seen her captor.. perhaps it had not been equine at all. Perhaps.. it had been this place. A newfound sense of determination found the mare, bravery finding its way back into her veins, and she took a confident step toward the stranger. Her stormy grey gaze found his, her lips drawn tight. "Well thats awfully rude." She spat. If she was in a more lighthearted situation, her words could have been humorous. "Can we leave? How many others has it taken?" She tried her best to ignore the shifting shadows, the cold in the air. "Tell me everything." RE: The Lost Can be Found - Virga - 08-04-2018
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