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wilderlands2018-04-14 03:53 pm
konman) wrote in wilderlands2018-04-14 03:53 pm
CROSSROADS ※ 1: DISCUSSION POST [mod event] [video] [open]
Okay, so those bird dudes weren't lying about the different paths. I found the crossroads they're talking about.
[Kon really shouldn't be tromping around alone like this so much but he's used to being nigh on invincible. It's going to take a while for him to get used to the idea that he's not.]
[The road was all overgrown but there is a road through the woods - and it leads here, to a place where the line of the forest breaks into wide fields of golden grasses. Kon sets up his mirror to expand to its largest side and leaves it to float. There's a crossroads here with a battered wooden sign. The wood is so faded and weathered that words can no longer be read on it.]
[The path splits off into three paths. Down the left-most path, the unlabeled path leads down a dark and dreary road towards some hills. One hill can be seen all the way in the distance, standing out above the others. Rising a thousand feet above the rest of the land around it, it's covered in battered ruins that offer at least some shelter from the elements and cover from potential enemies.]
[Down the center path, the path clearly leads to a sinister-looking wild forest, a dark and dreary wood that seems filled with endless shadows. The path disappears into the woods and the tangled branches make it impossible to see into the forest's depths, especially at this distance.]
[Down the right-most path, there's candy. No joke. Dirt and normal plants start to give way to cobblestones made of hard candy and sugar-spun delicate trees. Gummdrops line the side of the road. The other two paths are grim, with even the hilly path dim from cloudy skies, but this path seems to have clear skies and constant sun.]
[Kon stands in front of the mirror, so that the paths are behind him.]
So our choices are: the Land of the Hill Trolls, Mirkwood, and Candyland.
[He narrows his eyes.]
I don't trust Candyland. [He gestures vaguely at it.] The other two roads have the good graces to be creepy from the get-go, but that looks deceptively nice. It's trying way too hard to be cheerful and sunshine-ey.
[ooc: See the OOC Post here.]
[Kon really shouldn't be tromping around alone like this so much but he's used to being nigh on invincible. It's going to take a while for him to get used to the idea that he's not.]
[The road was all overgrown but there is a road through the woods - and it leads here, to a place where the line of the forest breaks into wide fields of golden grasses. Kon sets up his mirror to expand to its largest side and leaves it to float. There's a crossroads here with a battered wooden sign. The wood is so faded and weathered that words can no longer be read on it.]
[The path splits off into three paths. Down the left-most path, the unlabeled path leads down a dark and dreary road towards some hills. One hill can be seen all the way in the distance, standing out above the others. Rising a thousand feet above the rest of the land around it, it's covered in battered ruins that offer at least some shelter from the elements and cover from potential enemies.]
[Down the center path, the path clearly leads to a sinister-looking wild forest, a dark and dreary wood that seems filled with endless shadows. The path disappears into the woods and the tangled branches make it impossible to see into the forest's depths, especially at this distance.]
[Down the right-most path, there's candy. No joke. Dirt and normal plants start to give way to cobblestones made of hard candy and sugar-spun delicate trees. Gummdrops line the side of the road. The other two paths are grim, with even the hilly path dim from cloudy skies, but this path seems to have clear skies and constant sun.]
[Kon stands in front of the mirror, so that the paths are behind him.]
So our choices are: the Land of the Hill Trolls, Mirkwood, and Candyland.
[He narrows his eyes.]
I don't trust Candyland. [He gestures vaguely at it.] The other two roads have the good graces to be creepy from the get-go, but that looks deceptively nice. It's trying way too hard to be cheerful and sunshine-ey.
[ooc: See the OOC Post here.]
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Yes, you're going to be very protected from those elements huddled up against one wall with no roof. Far better shelter there than in among the trees, where shelter materials are literally everywhere. And ways to escape those animals are literally everywhere. And vantage points from which to kill those animals to eat them are - again - literally everywhere.
[HOW is this not the popular route? HOW.]
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[Is that rude? He's not particularly concerned about being friendly but he still doesn't like being rude.]
Most of us can't sleep in trees safely or navigate them quickly enough to escape predators or hunt. We can't tell for sure how much shelter those ruins could give us, but it might be a lot more than just a wall, and it's a high enough vantage point for us to see anything coming from a distance.
And we have...uh, dragons. [He feels ridiculous just saying it.] They won't be able to fly very well in a forest.
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[Well. Human shaped, anyway.]
I know exactly what your perspective is, and I'm telling you, having had both, that your perspective is flawed.
[She's not particularly concerned about being friendly either.]
Is flight a dragon's only contribution? The group can be separated in the grasslands as well as in the forest. You're still picking the route that has the least for us to work with in terms of food, shelter, and safe haven.
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[He'll just...carry right on, because he doesn't even know how to begin addressing that shit.]
Look, dragons are supposed to breathe fire too, aren't they? That seems particularly dangerous in a forest. I'm not saying they wouldn't be able to do anything, but it's not really fair to pick a path that puts them in particular at such a disadvantage.