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[color=97bc88][i][b]Location[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] The Forest ⋗ The Patch
[color=97bc88][i][b]Interactions[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] [b][/b] Zhalia [@Benzaiten], Simon [@Prosaic], Manon [@PatientBean], Scott [@Blizz] 
[color=97bc88][i][b]School of Magic[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] Transmutation & Conjuration
[color=97bc88][i][b]Pronous[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] they/them
[color=97bc88][i][b]Items[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] pouch with sand, pouch with various treats for rats
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	 No one came. The buildung Phalko rested against didn't answer their cry and the neighborhood was silent. The sound and beat of music could faintly be heard drifting through the streets of Shipden Peak. Phalko had troubling tuning into that noise, their blood rushing in their head, their lungs burning and their body numb. The others would arrive in a few minutes and the lead Phalko hoped to give them would be absent. They had to carry on. [color=4B5E44]Center yourself[/color], they reminded themselves from all their practice and closed their eyes. They felt like this before and pushed trough, barely standing, shaking all over and at the end of their strength. Phalko turned their mind to the fresh grass under their hands, felt the cold of night on it with their fingertips and thought of the new life emerging this time of year. They tought of the equinox and the rise of light upon them, of the festivities, of their people and of their family. The picture of the big fire replayed before their inner eye and they knew where to head next.

	Phalko stood up gingerly and took a few measured breaths before looking at the wall again. Then they ran. Knowing that every second was precious they slid around the corner of the Covenstead and focused on the dimly lit path infront of them. They were wheezing when they reached the edge of the building after two jumps and tears started to form obstructing Phalkos view. They wiped them away frustrated and tired but determined. Taking another two shorter trips to get to Shipden center the alarm bells going off in their body quietened down a notch. Phalko caught a glipmse of the pavillion of the park through the trees as the music and the chatter of their community became louder. They teleported to the wooden structure and broke into a run not feeling the ground yet subconciously avoiding sticks and moving trough bushes.  [color=4B5E44]Almost there, just a little further.[/color] Their cardian caught in some branches and they slipped out of it and payed it no mind. They could smell the fire now and they used it as their center again, picturing it more clearly. They spotted the back of the tents and bits of orange and red, unfocused, always moving and being blocked out by the people around it. When it all came more into focus and Phalko could make out the rough shape of Lina Calvo on the side of the fire pit, they pulled from that magical force within them to make it to her, reshaping the world and their place within it to that intent. Standing next to the covenhead they got out the words: "[color=97bc88]Help, monster in the forest.[/color]" Their vision was going dark as they finally felt their feet again when warmth crept back into them. Phalko felt impossibly weak but safer, they made it. The warmth turned into sharp pain and like swatting away an annoying fly, they stepped away from the edge of the fire and slumped to the ground.
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