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[martelapproves]

Who: Mithos and you!
Where: Next to Lamufao.
When: RIGHT NOW.
Style: Action tags.
Status: Open!




[ By the time Mithos arrives, he's soaked and looks like a drowned kitten. Coughing up lung-fulls of water, he sputters something about 'Pronyma' and being stupid. When he first arrives, it looks at first like he's someone else entirely, before reverting to this form; his child form. The change happens too quickly for anyone to tell that he was just in the form of Lord Yggdrasill; he just looks like a glowy ball. ]

P-Pronyma, what are you-- [ Cough, cough. By the time he finally gets up, he looks dazed, still disoriented, and still trying to steady his breathing. The Cruxis Crystal may mean he doesn't need food or sleep, but he still needs to breathe. The explosions of stars in his eyes gone, he looks up at the coral, clutching his side, where he had been hit by a Demon Fang earlier after having fought Lloyd's party in his Yggdrasill form only one day earlier; they had fared better than their first time around (despite still losing), and actually landed a few noteworthy hits on him. He still hadn't recovered from that, and another Demon Fang on an already sore spot was quite painful. ]

Wha... where am I?

[ Rodyle's Human Ranch? No, not unless Rodyle embezzled Desian funds to COMPLETELY RENOVATE THE ENTIRE RANCH WITHOUT HIS PERMISSION. This... this was something else entirely. ]

Comments

[martelapproves]

[ That's--... as far as curses go, that didn't sound as bad as he imagined. Unpleasant, but he's heard of worse. ]

And the coral caused it?

[ This coral just sounds weirder and weirder. ]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke hasn't been in Vatheon for particularly long, and he missed out on the 'everyone is sick' curse so.

And it's unsettling to have urges to riddle at people and devour them if they fail, okay. ]

Connected to it, at the very least. The mark that glows when one receives healing does the same when a curse starts.

[martelapproves]

That tattoo glows?

[ Then his suspicions were confirmed. It wasn't a tattoo at all. It's a rune of some kind, one that serves as a warning... almost like the slave brands some humans in the Human Ranches receive, in case of escapes.

Disgusted at the thought that he might have received something he usually sees on humans, Mithos tries to hide his reaction. ]

How did we get them?

[radiantwingedone]

unknown; assumed upon arrival, by the coral. [ What else had he heard about the things... ]

Perhaps incorrect word use; tattoo is of surface only, this mark goes to bone. Not that I have attempted such a thing however...

[martelapproves]

[ Attempted? He won't ask what he was going to 'attempt.' ]

I can't believe coral could do all of that.

[ Not even the Tree of Mana could do that, even with Ratatosk. But if it can bring Martel here... maybe it wasn't all bad. ]

Is there anything else I should know about it?

[radiantwingedone]

Coral itself? Not certain.

Vatheon? Many beings here.

[martelapproves]

[ Well, that tells him nothing. But Mithos just nods, silently thanking Duke. ]

[radiantwingedone]

[ A short shrug, and Duke swirls his mana once again to better remember how Mithos' feels, then turns to go look at those stalls. ]