There are two things you should know right off the bat, just to keep things fair. One: though some would say otherwise, Root Hashells wasn’t to blame for the beginning
Category: Arc 1
Arc 1
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If any more blood rushed into Low Fishdrum’s face, it was sure to pop, spattering the tavern walls with the mark of the city’s laziest and angriest abstract artist. Fortunately,
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This is a good place to pause and check off some important descriptions that will help moving forward. Let’s start with the room beyond the suspected murder door. Picture the
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It took Root the whole walk to the city gate to pick her pace. On the one hand, if she walked slow enough, perhaps Azriah and Vit would leave without
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The trees of Atnaterra made it clear that they considered themselves better than the trees of Setoterra. This complex stemmed (or rather, trunked) from their ability to survive in a
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(The city of Obobo was unimportant and unimpressive. Root and the others didn’t find what they were looking for there, and then they promptly left, making Obobo little more than
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Dawn came to Obobo in much the same way that a calendar rolls over from one month to the next; it happened, technically, in that on-paper momentous way, but it
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Fortunately, they were only cornered at the end of a dead-end hallway in the basement of an abandoned building. Things could certainly have been worse. They could, for example, have
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Root felt a mix of emotions at being left behind by Ajis, guarded only by a toddler-sized imp she was confident she could punt over a mid-sized family home and
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As it has been said already, adventures get damp. It’s the unglamorous and lesser-understood reality of adventures. Adventures can’t be all about cresting gorgeous hilltops over sunset wrapped landscapes that
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Brambles cluttered the grounds around the back of the inn like a mustering army camp. “Mustering against what” was the question. “Root’s legs” was the answer. Their blades were sharp,
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Meadows pull a significant amount of narrative weight, and with very little recognition; or, more specifically, this is done by the meadow’s juvenile counterpart, the clearing. Say you are an
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Upon the cave’s threshold, the first part of this journey came to an end. In its stead, the second part was just beginning. There will be a third and a
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Deep in the Atnaterran southeast there was a mountain, hale but wind-battered, wrapped in a shawl of woodland about its lower slopes but rising tall beyond it, face bared to
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Root started awake when someone moved on top of her. She’d been out for only twenty-two seconds, but what a glorious twenty-two seconds they’d been, free of winding tunnels and
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Now, the first room down Halwlau the Gorger’s throat was a bit… different. The group didn’t have to go far to reach it, which was a relief to all of
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As the heavy stone door swung slowly open, Root had ample time to be optimistic about what might be on the other side. A full art gallery lay behind her,
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Let’s keep the list thing going. In case you were curious, here’s a non-exhaustive list of things that were not in this room. One: a “Pocket Battering Ram,” iteration one
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They didn’t make their way down the ladder until after they had made completely, totally, extra-absolutely sure that the way wasn’t going to close behind them—or at least until they’d
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“Ophylla is using us.” Vit looked startled. “Hang on, slow down…” “How much more gradually would you have liked to learn this information?” asked Root. “You could’ve at least eased
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Root didn’t like to throw around the term “worst-case scenario” lightly; she had faced a whole host of mediumly-bad case scenarios in her life, and even a hearty helping of
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Root wiped spattered flecks of dead spirit grease off her hands in a way that felt disrespectfully unceremonious. Although, given the circumstances, she didn’t feel as though she was really