Day 5 - All Tributes
Jun 2, 2022 14:59:02 GMT -5
Post by Tom on Jun 2, 2022 14:59:02 GMT -5
On Day 5, Every tribute wakes up to the sound of roars in the distance. A heavy and loud sound of wings flapping fills the air. Every tribute will be able to hear the angry roars that echo throughout the trees, the mountains, the waters, the fields, and the walls of the tavern. A large dragon casts a shadow as it flies swiftly around the entire arena, an angry look in its eyes. Its voice rings out through the air, hollow and terrifying, echoing over and over again. The purple dragon flies around the entire arena’s sky once before it comes low and begins to breathe a purple breath filled with glittering flames and unnatural heat.
As the breath reaches the ground itself, the purple gust extends outwards quickly, climbing through fields, waters, trees, mountains and everything else. A purple hue starts to burn into the land as what seems like roots begin to grow and grow. The once Fantastic Forest begins to wilt, trees turning blacker and blacker, branches losing their leaves. All that remains in the Fantastical Forest are the mushrooms which once glowed vibrant colors of all sorts, but now remain with a purple glow. The Winding River’s once uncontrollable currents cease for just a moment as the bridges that were once there become roots of corruption. The water, having been a pretty serene blue, turns into a murky purple as the currents take back up. The Forgotten Meadow’s beautiful flowers wilt away as soon as the purple breath strikes into it. Roots pulling in and out of the earth as it scrambles around old mechs and other memorabilia. There’s a heavy scent of decay that reaches all of your noises. The Dragon Tooth Mountains which billow smoke start to scream with steam into the air. A purple colored smoke hanging heavy about the mountains as corrupted roots pull around the mountains themselves. The Tavern’s walls become wrapped in purple roots; a feeling of fear begins to fill the area.
As the corruption sets across the land, you begin to notice the roots coming towards you. As fast as you may be able to run, the corruption catches up to you. A feeling comes over you as every tribute in the arena passes out. The feeling of decay setting over your skin before you finally open your eyes. Each of your hearts beating heavy until you look down to your hands, your legs, your body, and your face to see that the corruption hasn’t only affected the land, but also you. Purple patches of skin lingering to your skin, veins of unnatural colors lingering along your skin. As the last roar of the dragon comes, you watch it fly back into the Cave Entrance where a purple glow begins to come from.
[OOC Note: Tributes might feel more bloodthirsty or corrupted by this RE]