>>6336845You rush deeper into the forest, heading towards the last place you remember seeing joybell flowers. As you arrive in the small nook where the joybells tend to grow, you cannot believe your eyes. Strange plants grow among the joybells, with drooling mouths, needle-like teeth, and rife with the foul stench of dark magic. While you have never met another magic-user, you have come upon evidence of their existence in the past. You've experienced this sour sensation before, from when you've encountered skeletons and zombies in the wilderness, but this magical aroma is somewhat different. Someone has placed these strange creatures here, likely to guard the precious flowers and keep them for themselves. That just will not do. The fruits of the land are to shared and enjoyed by all creatures, together! The existence of this mockery to nature turns your stomach.
>These carnivorous plants must be uprooted and destroyed. With your brother, you both can do it. (Roll 1d100, for Prowess.)>Speak with the plants, and try to uncover their origins. (Write-in questions!)>Give up on this patch of joybells. Though rare, there must be more somewhere else. Begin to search the rest of the forest. 