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Errr... When I think spirit it's your metaphysical self. It is your "being" so to speak... Your heart... Your Soul... That's what I mean when I say spirit.
Soul, got it. Souls are something I know.
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Errr... When I think spirit it's your metaphysical self. It is your "being" so to speak... Your heart... Your Soul... That's what I mean when I say spirit.
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How do I explain this... You yourself have a spirit, I have a spirit, everything alive around us has a spirit. But the bear's spirit has been warped causing it to change wildly. Does that make sense?
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The spirit is the Bear's spirit. It's been corrupted by magic. It's not an easy fix.
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Honestly, I would try to purge it myself. But I've determined that it would probably drain me of my strength before I finish my spells. I know a few druidic and shamanistic practices.
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A corrupted spirit... Its converting everything around into this stuff and pumping it out... It can't grow anymore but it can't exactly stop sucking up everything around it.
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Not immediately, but without a source... It'll begin to disappear. In other words, if we do this we stop the spread. If we fail, well... You know.
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It's the bear... It's getting stronger...
Michael: We should be getting close now...
*We arrive a few feet away from the cave, the black stuff litters the ground like a web, you can feel it tugging at your soul and your emotions*
Fucking miasma... Michael, you should head back now.
Michael: Right... Be careful.
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*As you do you see that the blacks substance is slowly siphoning some sort of energy from its surroundings and when you follow the flow, it seems to be heading towards one direction*
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*We walk away from the village up the forested slopes of the mountain. The landscape begins to change gradually as we get closer to the bear. Dead trees, dying birds, sick animals almost everywhere. You could feel it in your soul that it was getting cold and heavy.*
Already? Dammit-
Michael: This black stuff's been spreading... If we don't stop it soon it'll reach the village...
Have the elves sent anyone yet?
Michael: No... They're still busy with their own matters.
Damn...
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Michael: If you say so... Follow me.
Eve: Be careful.
*I follow Michael's lead*