05-20-2018, 06:36 PM
The forest seemed as alive as it always did, glowing with life and shimmering with the sensation of warm dew drops falling with each step taken along a not so well used path. In some cases the glow was quite literal as mushrooms of various colors had a dim shade to them, as if they were more alive than one could guess looking up close. Mana filled these lands had major importance to many creatures, humans, animals, and those in between alike, but for Ricter they had their own need as he began to collect the glowing plants and place them into a small basket. He himself didn't too much need them, in fact he was doing this for a friend of his, a witch.
They had spent most of their days together, and over time he watched her become a cute little girl, to a studious mage, and finally a 122 year old witch who still looked just as young as she did when they first left home. It was her birthday today and she wanted to make something special, maybe a dish or some kinda potion to cause a bit of havoc, which ever the case he knew she meant well and never did anything too heinous, but he wouldn't leave it out of her power to make it rain candy once in a while. His little trip was going well, he got to see what was around this part of the woods and had time to think about his own long life, granted by the witch he so gratefully swore to protect.
But his adventure had taken him to what seemed like the grove he was looking for, a certain flower being its native host as he walked around ad began to place them into the basket, only a large tree in the middle really made it easy to stand out beyond what he could normally see. Which that tree did perk his interest, especially given the big gaping hole in it that didn't lead to the other side, no, instead it lead to a perpetual darkness that only those with the vision of a god could peer through. It was dark, but gave off faint colors of swirling 'magma' like transitions that made it enticing and pulled him forward.
Surely in this world anomaly's were a given, but he had been so used to magic and the like he didn't fear them as much as another person might, it was probably very dangerous too but it didn't change his view point on the matter. Besides, if he got stuck somewhere all he had to do was wave his sword in a certain way and his Witch companion would literally summon him to her side, a perk of being a familiar. So as he reached a hand into the tree he would aim to step through, maybe see what was on the other side of this possible portal, though he hoped it wouldn't be death, that tended to be very painful given how many times he died and had to be summoned again later on.
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The world around him began to crash and sink, like a rocking ship that was sailing through a storm, the ground shifted and moved while his mind tried to comprehend what was happening. He'd think he was floating for a second if not for the solid sensation of ground under his feet, the mix of colors around him forming nothing but a hard to see blur and eventually beginning to fizzle out into a blank whiteness. His eyes were still getting adjusted to what happened, normally he'd be concerned but at the same time he would wonder what kind of acid trip did he just go on? But that would be for another time, for now he would look around himself and wonder who or what managed to make an empty void, with a fountain, and doors leading to places.
"This is...interesting?" Scratching his head he of course didn't understand, that is till some large blank figure revealed themselves to him. Of course being startled thinking it was a monster of some sort, he'd show his weapon ad hold it in two hands, ready to strike if need be but his fears were put too rest as they explained a number of things. What this place was, what could be done here, even showing him that things could be made or summoned by his own hand for once, a very interesting place indeed. But, "Thank you but I think I'll be heading back to my own realm now, Abi, take me back please...Uh...Abi?..."
He was calling for his Witch but no answer, normally just saying her name made it so she could hear him, maybe he should try something else? Which as he had his sword out already he would begin channeling magic to it, indicating he was maybe fighting or injured, she always at least communicated with him to see if he was okay if he himself was using magic. But nothing, ”Huh? What is the meaning of this, send me back Omni!” He’d demand as the figure would just grin and fade away, earning a riled up growl from the weasel as he frowned at his new turn of events. Which as he placed away his weapon all he could think about was getting back to his own place of belonging, but he might as well get accustomed here to better himself for what could be a long journey.
They had spent most of their days together, and over time he watched her become a cute little girl, to a studious mage, and finally a 122 year old witch who still looked just as young as she did when they first left home. It was her birthday today and she wanted to make something special, maybe a dish or some kinda potion to cause a bit of havoc, which ever the case he knew she meant well and never did anything too heinous, but he wouldn't leave it out of her power to make it rain candy once in a while. His little trip was going well, he got to see what was around this part of the woods and had time to think about his own long life, granted by the witch he so gratefully swore to protect.
But his adventure had taken him to what seemed like the grove he was looking for, a certain flower being its native host as he walked around ad began to place them into the basket, only a large tree in the middle really made it easy to stand out beyond what he could normally see. Which that tree did perk his interest, especially given the big gaping hole in it that didn't lead to the other side, no, instead it lead to a perpetual darkness that only those with the vision of a god could peer through. It was dark, but gave off faint colors of swirling 'magma' like transitions that made it enticing and pulled him forward.
Surely in this world anomaly's were a given, but he had been so used to magic and the like he didn't fear them as much as another person might, it was probably very dangerous too but it didn't change his view point on the matter. Besides, if he got stuck somewhere all he had to do was wave his sword in a certain way and his Witch companion would literally summon him to her side, a perk of being a familiar. So as he reached a hand into the tree he would aim to step through, maybe see what was on the other side of this possible portal, though he hoped it wouldn't be death, that tended to be very painful given how many times he died and had to be summoned again later on.
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The world around him began to crash and sink, like a rocking ship that was sailing through a storm, the ground shifted and moved while his mind tried to comprehend what was happening. He'd think he was floating for a second if not for the solid sensation of ground under his feet, the mix of colors around him forming nothing but a hard to see blur and eventually beginning to fizzle out into a blank whiteness. His eyes were still getting adjusted to what happened, normally he'd be concerned but at the same time he would wonder what kind of acid trip did he just go on? But that would be for another time, for now he would look around himself and wonder who or what managed to make an empty void, with a fountain, and doors leading to places.
"This is...interesting?" Scratching his head he of course didn't understand, that is till some large blank figure revealed themselves to him. Of course being startled thinking it was a monster of some sort, he'd show his weapon ad hold it in two hands, ready to strike if need be but his fears were put too rest as they explained a number of things. What this place was, what could be done here, even showing him that things could be made or summoned by his own hand for once, a very interesting place indeed. But, "Thank you but I think I'll be heading back to my own realm now, Abi, take me back please...Uh...Abi?..."
He was calling for his Witch but no answer, normally just saying her name made it so she could hear him, maybe he should try something else? Which as he had his sword out already he would begin channeling magic to it, indicating he was maybe fighting or injured, she always at least communicated with him to see if he was okay if he himself was using magic. But nothing, ”Huh? What is the meaning of this, send me back Omni!” He’d demand as the figure would just grin and fade away, earning a riled up growl from the weasel as he frowned at his new turn of events. Which as he placed away his weapon all he could think about was getting back to his own place of belonging, but he might as well get accustomed here to better himself for what could be a long journey.