Pelegath looked on with dismay as his brother left, denying his offer of peace. With a heavy... something resembling a heart, he tried to come to terms with the fact he would have to wage war on his brother. Not being the strongest fighter, he knew he would need help to counter the power of corruption when the time came and Seihdhara had made her intentions toward Larwen abundantly clear. Perhaps he could enlist the help of Promus as well? The thought of making plans to harm his sibling filled him with grief, but they would one day be necessary. Thankfully his brother had left for the moment, sparing him an imminent battle. For now, he would tend to his creation

Floating at the edge of the corrupted mangroves, he placed a hand on the trunk of a gnarled tree and it turned to wood pulp at his touch. The rot spread up and down the tree and spread to its roots, reducing it to little more than a pile of spongy mulch. The rot spread along the ground and to the trees beyond the first, spreading faster with each tree and blade of grass consumed by decay. As much as he hated destroying life before its time, he could not allow the infection of chaos to spread. He watched as the rot spread across the whole of the corrupted patch to be sure the job was done. 

Once he was satisfied that the chaos was fully purged, he left his domain in search of Seihdhara. Between the two of them and anyone else they could enlist to help, perhaps together they could find a way to stop their brother... hopefully without killing him.

[hider=Summary]Pelegath rots the parts of the swamp corrupted by Larwen so the plants don't breed and spread more corruption. 

Though he's not happy about it, he knows something will need to be done about about his brother eventually so he leaves the swamp in search of his sister, Seihdhara to ask for her help in devising a way to deal with Larwen's "perfection".[/hider]

[hider=Might Summary]
1.75 Initial Might
0 Might used

Level 1
1.75/4 acts of creation

1.75 remaining might
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