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pawnstorm2016-11-01 09:20 pm
chronosynthesis) wrote in pawnstorm2016-11-01 09:20 pm
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Who: Syrlya and You.
When: The first week of November.
Where: Caissa and job-related parts of Blanc.
What: Syrlya copes with the lingering forest illness and does his part to find a cure for the people still afflicted.
Rating: PG.
[Caissa]
[As it turns out, the corruption isn't actually fatal... which leaves Syrlya at two weeks of illness. He hasn't slept well, felt well, and most food don't even taste good anymore. Except meat.
It isn't as hard for him to ignore the constant craving of flesh, but it is uncomfortable and anything to stave off the desire helps. Which is why at almost all times he can be found chewing on jerky. With a whole bag in hand.
And if he catches another infected hero he offers them a piece of the dried meat as well.] Here. I find it helps.
[Alternatively, he's leaning over the edge of the railing, groaning and holding his neck. Trying not to be sick.]
[Job 1 - The Carbuncle]
[It's a relief to be in a forest that isn't rotting, and feeling the vibrant life of the trees almost makes Syrlya feel better--though he's wary about touching anything even with the enchanted ring. And gloves. Look, he'll just feel guilty if he spreads this disease to anyone.
He's wringing his hands as he walks around the forest for any sign of the Carbuncle...] Of course it won't be easy... I hope this works.
[He cups his hands around his mouth to amplify his voice as he laughs.] Ha... hahahaha!
[It doesn't sound even remotely genuine.]
[Job 2 - The Baby Tree]
A fairy tale... that is something that is not true, correct? A fanciful story?
[He looks aside to the other hero patiently awaiting access to the baby tree, furrowing his brow.] Just from my world and not my people, correct? Ah--would you happen to have a story like that to share?
When: The first week of November.
Where: Caissa and job-related parts of Blanc.
What: Syrlya copes with the lingering forest illness and does his part to find a cure for the people still afflicted.
Rating: PG.
[Caissa]
[As it turns out, the corruption isn't actually fatal... which leaves Syrlya at two weeks of illness. He hasn't slept well, felt well, and most food don't even taste good anymore. Except meat.
It isn't as hard for him to ignore the constant craving of flesh, but it is uncomfortable and anything to stave off the desire helps. Which is why at almost all times he can be found chewing on jerky. With a whole bag in hand.
And if he catches another infected hero he offers them a piece of the dried meat as well.] Here. I find it helps.
[Alternatively, he's leaning over the edge of the railing, groaning and holding his neck. Trying not to be sick.]
[Job 1 - The Carbuncle]
[It's a relief to be in a forest that isn't rotting, and feeling the vibrant life of the trees almost makes Syrlya feel better--though he's wary about touching anything even with the enchanted ring. And gloves. Look, he'll just feel guilty if he spreads this disease to anyone.
He's wringing his hands as he walks around the forest for any sign of the Carbuncle...] Of course it won't be easy... I hope this works.
[He cups his hands around his mouth to amplify his voice as he laughs.] Ha... hahahaha!
[It doesn't sound even remotely genuine.]
[Job 2 - The Baby Tree]
A fairy tale... that is something that is not true, correct? A fanciful story?
[He looks aside to the other hero patiently awaiting access to the baby tree, furrowing his brow.] Just from my world and not my people, correct? Ah--would you happen to have a story like that to share?
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[Wander tilted his head until he could see the carbuncle hiding in the bush. It was still there, so that was a good sign, right? He smiled at Syrlya and gave him two thumbs up. Good luck!]
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He creeps towards the bush again, stopping immediately when he sees it rustle.
Eventually he's in front of it, staring down.] Um, hello? I apologize for startling you.
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Ask him if he wants a bite to eat, we got plenty!
[Wynona began playing with her food by arranging fruits and vegetables on her faces, lettuce for beards, a banana for a unibrow, a tomato for a nose. Wander laughed to the point he had to hold his sides.]