Rolled 58 (1d100)
>>5558255>>5558258>>5558288>>5558315>>5558335You think on it for a couple of seconds and decide. "S-Sure, but I want to be alone for... It." The witch puts away her pot and whisk. "That would be for the best. Eat, you'll be sorry for the next few days if you don't." You don't make eye contact or tell her no, as it feels like your mom forcing you to eat. The breakfast is fairly tasty but much more filling than you'd think. While you eat Magnolia goes into her basement and gets a bag, which she brings into the shack proper. You finish quickly as she watches you eat, then don't react as she takes you by the shoulder and brings you outside. "You need to be in the woods for this, surrounded by the cycle of life. I can't guide you through the process. This has to happen on its own."
She empties the bag into her hands, revealing what must be at least twenty some raw mushrooms. She sprinkles some yellow powder over the lot of it, then dumps them all into yours. "Eat, don't be afraid. Just think about the cycle. Birth, age, death, rot." You stare down at your hands. "Birth... age... death." You bring the mound up to your mouth and consume. "Rot." Nothing happens. You look at Magnolia. "...s-so when does-" The witch is deadly serious. "Vemaic's embrace takes time, boy. Focus on the cycle. Breathe in. Breathe out. I'll be back in three hours." The woman leaves you alone and then you're standing in the trees. Your mouth waters a little and you sit back against a trunk.
>1d20-5 to Keep It Together>Bo1. You have no idea what you've just gotten yourself into. 