[center][h1]ᦓ꠸᥅ꪀꪖ[/h1][/center]

[color=#e1ceff]Certainly, Sarhush was a god with initiative. Within the span of his long-winded response, Sarhush had gifted these ur-humans with yet another two blessings. A part of it felt wrong – and yet it was that wrongness that filled Sirna with intrigue.

Pink tinted their moon-head when Sarhush offered to give them a name.

‘[b]I accept your kind generosity[/b],’ they say, in a perfectly level tone. ‘[b]What name would you bestow upon me, whom you have met only moments ago?[/b]’

Whatever Sarhush’s response may be – if it was offered at all – Sirna had no time to reply to, for shortly after, the sky darkened and emptied out a great rain. It soaked the soil and the ur-humans, who scurried to their homes in search of cover. It drenched the critters, huddling in their pens or stranded in the burnt lands that had once offered homes in the trees that were no longer there. It stirred the shadows of Sirna’s form and wet the surface of their moon-head, stray droplets catching in faintly visible craters. 

Pink faded to a dim blue, streaked with gold. Sirna formed a shadowy hand, let the rain drops pool within their palm.

‘[b]If I may offer my thoughts[/b],’ they said. ‘[b]You have a vision for this world. A clear one. A great one, perhaps. But you seem in a rush to shape it to your will.[/b]’ 

They knelt to the ground and tipped their hand. The pooled rainwater, now shimmering, twinkling, [i]different[/i], drizzled into the soil.

At first, nothing. Then several somethings popped out of the soil. Not plants, no. They sported dimly glowing golden caps, with stems as black as midnight. They wobbled in the pounding rain, some of them tilting sideways to flash rich, shimmering, dark blue gills. Only a small amount of them grew where Sirna and Sarhush stood – the rest would sprout elsewhere throughout Ashuru. In the dung heaps of animal pens; in the moist corners of crude ur-human homes; in the undersides of fallen logs and the nooks of thick tree roots; where fungi would grow, these mushrooms would follow. Mortals who ate them would find a greater inclination to recall their dreams. Perhaps they might find themselves navigating the realm of dreams to greater depths, used wisely.

(A certain group of ur-humans with questionable diets may recognise the taste of these mushrooms to resemble ur-human flesh. They kept this knowledge to themselves, for obvious reasons.)

These mushrooms would come to earn the name of Lullaby Shrooms. For if left unchecked, nearby mortals were prone to falling into a deep, restful slumber that was difficult to wake from. As opposed to what their name suggested, these mushrooms did not produce any song of their own, only a rhythmic gentle shushing – the sound of spores being released into the air, reproductive and soporific alike.

In the rain, they did not make a sound.

‘[b]The mortals may do well with some breathing room[/b],’ continued Sirna. ‘[b]Are you not interested in seeing what they will bring to fruition on their own, given time?[/b]’[/color] 

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• [b]SURREAL:[/b] Sirna creates the [i]Lullaby Shrooms[/i]. With golden caps, midnight black stems and shimmering blue gills, these mushrooms are a fast-growing fungi that release sleep-inducing reproductive spores on a daily basis.

[indent]• If inhaled, these spores cause mortals (ur-humans and creatures alike) to fall into deep sleep that can be woken from via an external party (rough shaking) or an internal epiphany.

• If consumed raw, Lullaby Shrooms will cause mortals to experience vivid hallucinations, ranging from 1 to 6 hours. While non-lethal, overconsumption can be fatal – these hallucinations are less conjurations of the mind and more dragging mortal visions out from the realm of dreams into reality. Abusing the Lullaby Shrooms to smudge the line between realms for mere mortal indulgence displeases Sirna. Dreaming isn’t as much fun if the mortal isn’t [i]doing[/i] anything to make it real!

• If consumed cooked, Lullaby Shrooms will cause mortals to experience a light, restful sleep, where dream remembrance and lucidity is boosted. Useful for exploration of the inner self and, if the mortal so wishes, a ticket to calling out for Sirna’s guidance within the realm of dreams.

• If used as an ingredient in Alchemy, Lullaby Shrooms may have properties that allow mortals to break the walls between the realms of dream and reality. :)

• Yes, they taste like human flesh. A little salty, a little umami, a sprinkle of iron. Yum!

• [b]-2 Conviction[/b][/indent]
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