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[@DoubleChecker] - Severin Vaust Asset Goal: Grand Duchy Nobility F
[@Book] - Liu Fei Asset Goal: ?
[@pkken] - Vetreus Draedora Asset Goal: Harvester Asset Mine F
[@Red Hood] - Esther Keaten Asset Goal: ?
[@Nakushita] - Penny "Iron Maiden of Pax" Asset Goal: ?


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The oppressive atmosphere of the Verdant Heart does little to deter the group's forward momentum. As Severin steps confidently toward the maw-like entrance, Fei Liu holds up a hand, requesting a moment.

An audible intake of breath, like air rushing into a vacuum, emanates from the skeleton. His entire frame begins to rattle violently, as if seized by an invisible earthquake. To an outside observer, it is a deeply unsettling display, but for Liu, the world dissolves. His senses surge outwards, a non-physical wave that washes over a mile of the twisted landscape ahead. It is a fleeting, total awareness—every gnarled tree, every hidden ravine, every moving thing is mapped in his mind's eye.

The moment passes. Liu's upper body collapses to the ground with a clatter of bone on corrupted soil. For a second, he is just a pile of parts. Then, a hand twitches. He mechanically unfolds a small, portable easel from his bag, its vellum surface clouded with the residue of past drawings. With a stick of charcoal, his hand becomes a blur. Lines, textures, and cryptic shorthand fill the page with astonishing speed. [Note about Liu's skills: the highest grade he can have of Visual Arts and Fast is B rather than A. For both of them to be A, Intelligence and Speed would need to be S.]

While Liu is engrossed in his cartography, Esther shares her findings with Vetreus. The information is grim: paralytic vines, hallucinogenic spores, and a soil teeming with a contradictory mix of life and death energies. The forest itself seems to be a weapon.

Griselda, meanwhile, relays her own sensory data. Her whiskers twitch as she describes the deep, rhythmic thrumming of the forest's "heart" and, more disturbingly, a faint, wet tearing sound from deeper within.

After a few moments, Liu's legs reassemble themselves with an audible series of clicks, and he rises unsteadily. He turns the easel to the group. The drawing is a masterpiece of tactical cartography. It shows a winding, branching path ahead, flanked by dense, impassable thickets. Several ravines and boggy patches are clearly marked.

Most importantly, the map is dotted with symbols indicating movement.

[i]- A cluster of small, slow-moving signatures are marked near a boggy area about a quarter-mile in. Liu's shorthand labels them [Fauna? - Unidentified].
- Several larger, stationary signatures are noted deeper in, marked with a [???]. They don't appear to be flora or fauna, but something else entirely.
- One massive, singular signature is marked at the very edge of the map's one-mile range. It is labeled simply: [SOURCE]. This is clearly the epicenter.
- Disturbingly, several small, fast-moving signatures are depicted flanking the main path, moving parallel to it. They seem to be shadowing the entrance. Liu has labeled these [Stalkers?].[/i]

With the map displayed for all to see, Severin gives a slight, approving nod. He gestures for Fei Liu to take the lead, and the group steps past the threshold, plunging into the oppressive gloom of the Verdant Heart.

The air inside is immediately thicker, the sickly sweet smell of decay more potent. The path is narrow, hemmed in on both sides by the pulsating, glowing flora. The thorny Razorvines twitch and scrape against the edges of the path as you pass, their barbs glinting in the eerie light. The ground is soft and spongy, and with every step, you can feel the deep, rhythmic [b]THUMP... THUMP...[/b] of the forest's heart vibrating through the soles of your feet.

You have walked for no more than a hundred feet when the first sign of immediate danger appears. From the tangled thicket to your left, one of the fast-moving "Stalker" signatures on Liu's map reveals itself. A creature, roughly the size of a large wolf, steps silently onto the path ahead, blocking the way.

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It is a horrifying amalgamation of plant and animal. Its body is formed from twisted roots and bark, its legs ending in sharp, cloven hooves made of hardened wood. Vicious thorns jut from its back, and its head is a blooming, corpse-white flower with a gaping, tooth-lined maw at its center. Two glowing, violet stamens swivel like eyes, fixing on the group. It lets out a low growl that sounds like grinding wood, and two more identical creatures emerge from the thickets on either side of the path, effectively boxing you in.

They are the forest's antibodies, and you are the infection.