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Dice Rolled:
🎲d50
6
6
Chart #3 - Roll 1d50
Walking among the well-lit paths of the mushroom caverns seems almost dreamlike, with the colors slowly winding from cyan to deep azure, and from rippling azure to sullen violet before glimmering back to that brighter tone. How such enchanting beauty exists unknown is a fanciful topic, and perhaps suited for the easy contemplation in such a setting, but you are unfortunately diverted from your thoughts by a particularly strange misstep.
As you step down into a slight indent, you're taken by surprise as you touch down into much softer ground. Moments later, you realize it isn't ground at all as a cloud of spores rises up around you, swirling upward into the glimmering light in a wave of a thousand colors - some familiar, and some strange to your eyes. You stumble backward, coughing and sneezing, but you find that the strange spores are absolutely clinging to you, leaving you awash in new tones.
Try as you might, you can't seem to get them to come off; you only hope they give up and fall off or can be washed off eventually.
First time only: Gain Covered in spores.
Sill more then a little lost she she found her tiredness may be adding the the dreamlike quality of the place. she was getting lost in the land and amazing landscape around her when the misstep made her jump with a gasp. the fine mist of spores that covered her made her sneeze and when the sneezing fit was over she was more multicolor madness then she had been before. she tried to wipe them off but nothing would let her. using her claws she found the fine spores just seemed small enough to slip past them. cursing she tired to get them off with more fever which just left her exhausted and annoyed.
Walking among the well-lit paths of the mushroom caverns seems almost dreamlike, with the colors slowly winding from cyan to deep azure, and from rippling azure to sullen violet before glimmering back to that brighter tone. How such enchanting beauty exists unknown is a fanciful topic, and perhaps suited for the easy contemplation in such a setting, but you are unfortunately diverted from your thoughts by a particularly strange misstep.
As you step down into a slight indent, you're taken by surprise as you touch down into much softer ground. Moments later, you realize it isn't ground at all as a cloud of spores rises up around you, swirling upward into the glimmering light in a wave of a thousand colors - some familiar, and some strange to your eyes. You stumble backward, coughing and sneezing, but you find that the strange spores are absolutely clinging to you, leaving you awash in new tones.
Try as you might, you can't seem to get them to come off; you only hope they give up and fall off or can be washed off eventually.
First time only: Gain Covered in spores.
Sill more then a little lost she she found her tiredness may be adding the the dreamlike quality of the place. she was getting lost in the land and amazing landscape around her when the misstep made her jump with a gasp. the fine mist of spores that covered her made her sneeze and when the sneezing fit was over she was more multicolor madness then she had been before. she tried to wipe them off but nothing would let her. using her claws she found the fine spores just seemed small enough to slip past them. cursing she tired to get them off with more fever which just left her exhausted and annoyed.
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