Tag: forest
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Adventure – You are what you eat Blood has been spilled. Roots were soak in it, and the Forest drank it. Should it has been given freely or by accident, it could have led to nice, gentle things. But it was murderous blood, full of greed and hatred. Killing blood. The Forest’s now full of…
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Adventure – So long and thanks for the gold Grabbing your Gold Coins, Notagnome the goblin run away. The dense vegetation don’t seem to bother them at all, it would be difficult to pursue them. You hear a faint “thanks for the gold you stuphief!” You’re quite lost and unsure of the direction to take.…
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Forest Monolith One by one they appearsDeep into the forests,One by one they bloomsHidden into the woods, There’s monoliths all aroundAppearing without a soundThere’s monoliths everywhereNo one knows why they’re here. *** Krita + Yiynova *** Un par un ils apparaissentAu plus profond des forêtsUn par un ils poussent, pourquoi ?Cachés au fond des bois …
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Adventure – ‘Into’ the wood You had to do it, hey?You had to let the strange creatures from the forest reach you. Touch you. Grab you.Well done lad.Guess you’re into the wood for a long time.The end Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook / Try again? : Choose your own adventure *** Fallait que vous le…
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Adventure – Unhappy Notagnome You ran for quite a while through the woods, following Notagnome the goblin. It seems you’ve dropped the magical instrument somewhere on the way. You ran until reaching another part of the forest, less dense, more ferned. And now, as you’re still catching your breath, you have to listen to a…
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Adventure – Magicalu Fulute It turns out the goblin is quite friendly and no one came attacking from the bushes.His name is Notagnome and, to his own words, he’s in “quite a peeble”. Did he means troubles?He explains to you he dropped his “Magicalu Fulute” between the roots, and the tree “won’t let retrieve it”.He…
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Adventure – Forest You reach down the valley and enter a dense forest. Rays of sunshine pierce the canopy as you progress the only path that seems to go through.From time to time, you hear laughs coming from your right, deeper into the bushes. The path become harder to follow, covered with twisted roots that…
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Mushroom turf war – 1 – You’re a moving tree, ergo this is not your place. So, leave!– Oh!? and what about you? Yer have a home somewhere, dont’cha?– Irrelevant, Mushrooms are for everybody. I say, we split.– In yer dreams! They’re mine and mine alone. Get lost!– Don’t bark at me, or else…– Or…