Jan. 27th, 2018

steals_yo_stuff: A lizard-shaped humanoid holding a staff with a lantern. He is very wise. (wise wise)
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In the dark of the night, some creatures were stirring...

The forest is a flurry of activity tonight. Creatures great and small scurry about in the dark depths. Hissing and squealing and short, sharp barks flood the space between the trees, creating a deafening cacophony of noise. Pungent odors of damp dog and stagnant water permeate the forest.

Monsters await, lurking there in the dark. Monsters with glowing red eyes and a yipping, high-pitched language. They guard their den fiercely, hoarding treasures.

Traps line the trees, looking to catch the unwary. The kobolds are expert trap-layers and ambushers, and have put all their skills to use in protecting their lair.
coral_sandhu: (7 pensive)
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It all happens so quickly. One minute Coral and Gil are playing nicely in the playground by the Scout Hut, then as her back is turned for a minute, Gil suddenly starts screaming.

"CORAL!"

She whirls around, seeing her little brother dashing through the gate towards the forest, and runs after him.

"Gil, stop!" she catches up with him at the edge of the forest and grabs the back of his jumper. "We're not allowed in the forest."

"A WEASEL!" Gil wails and points. "A WEASEL TOOK PRETTY!"

Coral looks into the trees, trying to see the creature that took the shiny doll.

"We can't go in there." she says again. "There's monsters. I'm sorry Gil."