spectral-dragons
anxiety worm vs rage snake
http://www.storytellerscircle.com/threads/kingdom-of-insects-oc-towns-villages.4181/
In wilds beyond they speak your name with reverence and regret,
for none could tame our savage souls yet you the challenge met.
Under palest watch, you taught, we changed, base instincts were redeemed,
A world you gave to bug and beast as they have never dreamed.
-From 'Elgy For Hallownest" by Monomon the Teacher.
The Light was worshipped by the insects, seen as a pedestal to peace and harmony. It banished the void, yet couldn't protect the living from corruption. Ever since the Light was birthed, it infected the world and revealed a realm for evil to claim.
Wasp knew the veil of darkness was what kept the land hidden, protecting from such infection. She had to find help before it took over completely, villages and cities were already disappearing because of the light. Citizens were vessels to the parasite, becoming zombie-like beasts that attacked with out reason. Leaving the nest, sword in hand, she embarked on her quest, hoping that she wouldn't be persecuted for witchcraft. Light worshipers burned anyone who didn't agree with their religious views. Keeping a low profile and recruiting only the most convinceable adventurers seemed like a good plan. No, beyond a good plan. The Light hurt so many people already, Wasp didn't know how many others were aware of this but she wasn't going to jeopardize the world by dying to some oblivious buffoon.
"Avispa," she heard as she left the nest territory. The insect turned around to see her brother. Sighing, she signed, "I'll be back. Go back to the nest, okay?" He looked to the nest, then to her, and pulled her into an embrace. "Be careful. Farewell, sis." He signed as they let go of each other and parted ways. Now, all on her own, Wasp didn't know how to execute her plan. Just travel around and talk to random people? Hide in an alley and convert someone? Give an acquaintance a political and religious talk?
All of these options seemed horrible. Especially the second one. There is no way that she was going to be an alleyway cultist. She brainstormed about how she would go about this idea. The sky darkened, moon shining bright but not bright enough to illuminate the densely forested wilderness. Wasp decided that it was time to set up camp unless she wanted to be ambushed by a monster or some other heinous entity.
In wilds beyond they speak your name with reverence and regret,
for none could tame our savage souls yet you the challenge met.
Under palest watch, you taught, we changed, base instincts were redeemed,
A world you gave to bug and beast as they have never dreamed.
-From 'Elgy For Hallownest" by Monomon the Teacher.
The Light was worshipped by the insects, seen as a pedestal to peace and harmony. It banished the void, yet couldn't protect the living from corruption. Ever since the Light was birthed, it infected the world and revealed a realm for evil to claim.
Wasp knew the veil of darkness was what kept the land hidden, protecting from such infection. She had to find help before it took over completely, villages and cities were already disappearing because of the light. Citizens were vessels to the parasite, becoming zombie-like beasts that attacked with out reason. Leaving the nest, sword in hand, she embarked on her quest, hoping that she wouldn't be persecuted for witchcraft. Light worshipers burned anyone who didn't agree with their religious views. Keeping a low profile and recruiting only the most convinceable adventurers seemed like a good plan. No, beyond a good plan. The Light hurt so many people already, Wasp didn't know how many others were aware of this but she wasn't going to jeopardize the world by dying to some oblivious buffoon.
"Avispa," she heard as she left the nest territory. The insect turned around to see her brother. Sighing, she signed, "I'll be back. Go back to the nest, okay?" He looked to the nest, then to her, and pulled her into an embrace. "Be careful. Farewell, sis." He signed as they let go of each other and parted ways. Now, all on her own, Wasp didn't know how to execute her plan. Just travel around and talk to random people? Hide in an alley and convert someone? Give an acquaintance a political and religious talk?
All of these options seemed horrible. Especially the second one. There is no way that she was going to be an alleyway cultist. She brainstormed about how she would go about this idea. The sky darkened, moon shining bright but not bright enough to illuminate the densely forested wilderness. Wasp decided that it was time to set up camp unless she wanted to be ambushed by a monster or some other heinous entity.
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