The Grayhouse Wilds [O]

[Moon]

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Rank: "S"
Type: Uncommon, Tiny, Narcotic
Effect: Easily addictive, this narcotic gives many bonuses to the individual at a hefty cost of one’s sanity and mind.
Special: Preparation: 1 week; Duration: 1d40 + 20 hours
Drawback: ---
Description: After aestivating in spring, the plant sends up 5 to 11 narrow and nearly vertical green leaves, each up to 40 centimeters in length. Upon flowering, plants average less than 30 centimeters in height. The plant has a tuberous root, and large purplish flowers with yellow-red centers. The pistils of the flower must be pounded into a paste which is left to dry for 1 week. The resulting powder is taken as snuff. This herb raises all Skills by 5, movements by 1, Saves by 1 and gives a Temporary Armour Points of 5. Chance of Overdose: This herb is incredibly powerful. If the herb is used more than once in a 3 day period, the Character must make a save against the poison with a -5 penalty or die immediately from a severe brain hemorrhage. A 3rd usage in that period will automatically kill the character. Addiction and Withdrawal: Addiction automatically occurs if this herb is used more than once in a week. An addicted Character randomly loses 1 of 3 things, Loses 5 Skill Points, 1 movement, or 1 in a Save Type. Every day they will lose 1 of 2 things. Recovery From Addiction:The only cure for this addiction is powerful healing Chakra, although lesser Chakra will restore the Character's points back to their normal levels. If the character is cured of their addiction their scores will remain at their current levels, until some form of restoration Chakra is used. If a once addicted character ever has Saffron again, they become addicted with no chance of being cured. However this is unlikely to occur, because such a character develops an almost pathological hatred of the herb, and is likely to attack anyone in possession of it, and destroy it whenever they see it. This narcotic has enough 50ml doses equal to 2.
Availability: Autumn/Winter; Region: Forest; Identification: ; Cultivation:
Limit: Must know Herbal Knowledge for Forest Regions. 60% chance in finding.
Cost: 118,680 Ryo per Plant. 29,670 Ryo per Dose.

[/ul]Botany (FOREST): 125/125
Cultivation (FOREST): 125/125[/ul]

Moon waited at the precipice of a great monolith poked through with space for doors or windows; tree roots and patches of bramble and moss and lichen-bushes all rotting within a blunted  dark spike, two miles high. At its peak; a green haired boy floats, eyes scanning a horizon of forest. The protrusion is a border. The entrance into or exit from the Grayhouse Wilds.

Moon overlooked a gradation of smog wisps cradle kilometers of mountain-high trees, thaumaturgic vineways, the morning sun hault stupidly in a congestion of rays that could not pass through the chakraflora. Where there should have been a variety of colors dotted with bursts of green plant there was an obscuring. A trapping of dense smoke, the burning weeds whose nutrient-rich ash made the forest floor possible. The forest was greyed out. From his distance away, a dotted pattern of random color could be sometimes seen, stipling, pushed through as single particles of light amassed and punched microscopic holes through the haze. Sun funneling. The Grayhouse Wilds brim, faded.


He searched for purple with a yellow-red core, a cluster of hard-to-see spatters disturbing a colorless stone-strewn strata. Grass rose as bland slivers, folded in the few splashes of blue or orange that twinkled like stars across the forest's fog monotony.

He disappeared suddenly, following instinct. Reappeared below a few seconds later, vanished; was just and suddenly in the forest itself, in the thick gray. He placed his face to the ground and began running, then floating, then flying, inches above disaster, scrying furiously for a sparkling violet he'd most likely glimpsed. He touched what seemed like random clumps of grass, then was far away, plucked something.  He was off again the next instant, shifting between visibility, sniffing the current for an unmistakable scent.  He had read a word, in aquan, that held a picture - along with the same word in common.  On a scrap of parchment now hanging from a fold in his flesh, he'd let the term roll around his tongue, decided I will make one.  He did not know who he would give it to (and he might keep it, if it was pretty enough), but he knew the color it needed, that deep violet, bruised plum, with flame-like slashes starred at their center.  

"Bouquet."

He practiced aloud for the hundredth time, surveying the silvered forestry, sometimes pausing to claw at this or that jutting up of leaf. He would stop to smear his fingers against a particular stem, follow trails of pollen through calculated flight paths with nothing more than his eyesight and intuition. He would raise himself up sometimes, high above it all, ascending effortlessly on air until he could see level with the distant spike of Everywhere Else, then plunge, a green sacrilege in the nigtness, to land in a silent flush of chakra and mist and reach beneath the roots of a familiar pattern.

"Got you."

His uncertainty made it a whisper. He opened his hands...


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[Aimi Kaguya]

Saffron found~

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[Youma]

PLEASE DELETE

[Moon]

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Rank: "S"
Type: Uncommon, Tiny, Narcotic
Effect: Easily addictive, this narcotic gives many bonuses to the individual at a hefty cost of one’s sanity and mind.
Special: Preparation: 1 week; Duration: 1d40 + 20 hours
Drawback: ---
Description: After aestivating in spring, the plant sends up 5 to 11 narrow and nearly vertical green leaves, each up to 40 centimeters in length. Upon flowering, plants average less than 30 centimeters in height. The plant has a tuberous root, and large purplish flowers with yellow-red centers. The pistils of the flower must be pounded into a paste which is left to dry for 1 week. The resulting powder is taken as snuff. This herb raises all Skills by 5, movements by 1, Saves by 1 and gives a Temporary Armour Points of 5. Chance of Overdose: This herb is incredibly powerful. If the herb is used more than once in a 3 day period, the Character must make a save against the poison with a -5 penalty or die immediately from a severe brain hemorrhage. A 3rd usage in that period will automatically kill the character. Addiction and Withdrawal: Addiction automatically occurs if this herb is used more than once in a week. An addicted Character randomly loses 1 of 3 things, Loses 5 Skill Points, 1 movement, or 1 in a Save Type. Every day they will lose 1 of 2 things. Recovery From Addiction:The only cure for this addiction is powerful healing Chakra, although lesser Chakra will restore the Character's points back to their normal levels. If the character is cured of their addiction their scores will remain at their current levels, until some form of restoration Chakra is used. If a once addicted character ever has Saffron again, they become addicted with no chance of being cured. However this is unlikely to occur, because such a character develops an almost pathological hatred of the herb, and is likely to attack anyone in possession of it, and destroy it whenever they see it. This narcotic has enough 50ml doses equal to 2.
Availability: Autumn/Winter; Region: Forest; Identification: ; Cultivation:
Limit: Must know Herbal Knowledge for Forest Regions. 60% chance in finding.
Cost: 118,680 Ryo per Plant. 29,670 Ryo per Dose.

[/ul]Botany (FOREST): 125/125
Cultivation (FOREST): 125/125[/ul]

...and held a young dry-land-devil-deal-drug-seeding (in Aquan), an uncommon plant for most places. He'd found one!

But (in a saddened realization) Moon was aware that a single flower does not a bouquet make. His eyes widened, as did his hands, in girth-bloom muddled with chakra. They became far too massive for his wrists, but were let low, with elongated arms in tow, scraped knuckle into the ground, drag-battered as he took up a swift walk. His glances absorbed the gray contours of the blandest vegetation, darting at assumptions of pigment and picking into the sprouting soil ash. He fumbled with this or that spindly tube grafted where stinking leaves were fed saltwater from fungal roots mooring them across continents to the Brackish Sea. Anything even dark blue was clipped by fingernails that morphed into scissors or a squid's beak or there own tiny hands wielding eyed sickles.

Bugs flew around him. A large amount. Odd.

He gathered slowly, sometimes. Other times he was a straining flutter of bent light mauling the shortgrass for more saffron. Only minutes passed with this concentration, digging under quartz husks that were the skin of wyrms with too many jaws for dragged off violet.

Buzzing, incessant. Swatting.

Moon saw other gatherers, on occassion, those animals that had eaten the raw spores of his target and moved faster than normal, puffed up on the plant's chymicals. They would hunt along the dark hot smearing of the lower forest, like addicts chasing a fix, fearful of when they'd lose their new break from the food chain. They sought the flowers, and Moon would seek them, following wiggles through walls of living gray, grip stuffed with herbs. He checked what he carried only when an upturned wood gnarling or stone or disturbed insect home was thumped by his trailing fingers.

Why are there so many bugs?

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[Solus]

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Could it be? You had almost stepped on it but there it was, right in front of you, the plant you had just been looking for. Great success!

[Moon]

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Rank: "S"
Type: Uncommon, Tiny, Narcotic
Effect: Easily addictive, this narcotic gives many bonuses to the individual at a hefty cost of one’s sanity and mind.
Special: Preparation: 1 week; Duration: 1d40 + 20 hours
Drawback: ---
Description: After aestivating in spring, the plant sends up 5 to 11 narrow and nearly vertical green leaves, each up to 40 centimeters in length. Upon flowering, plants average less than 30 centimeters in height. The plant has a tuberous root, and large purplish flowers with yellow-red centers. The pistils of the flower must be pounded into a paste which is left to dry for 1 week. The resulting powder is taken as snuff. This herb raises all Skills by 5, movements by 1, Saves by 1 and gives a Temporary Armour Points of 5. Chance of Overdose: This herb is incredibly powerful. If the herb is used more than once in a 3 day period, the Character must make a save against the poison with a -5 penalty or die immediately from a severe brain hemorrhage. A 3rd usage in that period will automatically kill the character. Addiction and Withdrawal: Addiction automatically occurs if this herb is used more than once in a week. An addicted Character randomly loses 1 of 3 things, Loses 5 Skill Points, 1 movement, or 1 in a Save Type. Every day they will lose 1 of 2 things. Recovery From Addiction:The only cure for this addiction is powerful healing Chakra, although lesser Chakra will restore the Character's points back to their normal levels. If the character is cured of their addiction their scores will remain at their current levels, until some form of restoration Chakra is used. If a once addicted character ever has Saffron again, they become addicted with no chance of being cured. However this is unlikely to occur, because such a character develops an almost pathological hatred of the herb, and is likely to attack anyone in possession of it, and destroy it whenever they see it. This narcotic has enough 50ml doses equal to 2.
Availability: Autumn/Winter; Region: Forest; Identification: ; Cultivation:
Limit: Must know Herbal Knowledge for Forest Regions. 60% chance in finding.
Cost: 118,680 Ryo per Plant. 29,670 Ryo per Dose.

[/ul]Botany (FOREST): 125/125
Cultivation (FOREST): 125/125[/ul]


Another one! The purple of dead blood, pretty and severe. Grinning, wrinkled eyes and flashing teeth; his hands expanded even more, were wide, flat shovels with blade-thin digits slashing through the earth. He continued his search with the renewed vigor of previous success. He moved at disturbing angles of light skimming dust-colored tree-things, was a greenish mottling that clubbed mounds of plant into spaced apart piles.

Was it there, more of the addict-maker, in that outcropping, or this one? He pulled up a copse, wild forest hybrids that had no names and weeds that looked like insects or snakes. His eyes soaked up the sporadic char, thinking saffron, saffron, saffron with each new handful of foliage.

The insects will not leave him alone. They are an uncomfortable cloud of annoyance, but are maneuvered through.

Across the vista of nature, Moon ran, flew. He seemed to gaze, or to try to gaze, in every direction at once for his prey, and imagined himself as one of the forests many predators, hunting breakfast. In the shadow of the paths of lesser beasts, he tailed behind junkie creatures that ignored his loud presence to sniff out the flower driving them mad.

The thing following the boy can almost touch him now. Is almost touched by him. Drops a puddle of honey-scented unguent that to it, is like salivating. Starving. It is as close to Moon as the boy is to finding his herbs...


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[💀]

Thank the heavens this wasn't sorted into doses, or you might have fallen into it and overdosed.

Found!

[Moon]

Moon's hand closed around a young saffron.


And something closed its grip around young Moon.

[Moon]

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Rank: "S"
Type: Uncommon, Tiny, Narcotic
Effect: Easily addictive, this narcotic gives many bonuses to the individual at a hefty cost of one’s sanity and mind.
Special: Preparation: 1 week; Duration: 1d40 + 20 hours
Drawback: ---
Description: After aestivating in spring, the plant sends up 5 to 11 narrow and nearly vertical green leaves, each up to 40 centimeters in length. Upon flowering, plants average less than 30 centimeters in height. The plant has a tuberous root, and large purplish flowers with yellow-red centers. The pistils of the flower must be pounded into a paste which is left to dry for 1 week. The resulting powder is taken as snuff. This herb raises all Skills by 5, movements by 1, Saves by 1 and gives a Temporary Armour Points of 5. Chance of Overdose: This herb is incredibly powerful. If the herb is used more than once in a 3 day period, the Character must make a save against the poison with a -5 penalty or die immediately from a severe brain hemorrhage. A 3rd usage in that period will automatically kill the character. Addiction and Withdrawal: Addiction automatically occurs if this herb is used more than once in a week. An addicted Character randomly loses 1 of 3 things, Loses 5 Skill Points, 1 movement, or 1 in a Save Type. Every day they will lose 1 of 2 things. Recovery From Addiction:The only cure for this addiction is powerful healing Chakra, although lesser Chakra will restore the Character's points back to their normal levels. If the character is cured of their addiction their scores will remain at their current levels, until some form of restoration Chakra is used. If a once addicted character ever has Saffron again, they become addicted with no chance of being cured. However this is unlikely to occur, because such a character develops an almost pathological hatred of the herb, and is likely to attack anyone in possession of it, and destroy it whenever they see it. This narcotic has enough 50ml doses equal to 2.
Availability: Autumn/Winter; Region: Forest; Identification: ; Cultivation:
Limit: Must know Herbal Knowledge for Forest Regions. 60% chance in finding.
Cost: 118,680 Ryo per Plant. 29,670 Ryo per Dose.

[/ul]Botany (FOREST): 125/125
Cultivation (FOREST): 125/125[/ul]

Whatever grabbed him held tight for the briefest of seconds; then pushed, then flung his tiny body with an arcuate thrashing that he childishly squealed to experience. He did not land, not at first, not when he should have, but stilled himself in mid-air while looking for the source of his repositioning. Was it a creature? Was it a plant? He found no real answer, only felt an oppressive pressure rend the air where he hovered, follow him as he dodged with thin gray-green whips of conjoined vine. He came to rest on the forest floor, noting the explosive violet staining each other inch of the sweltering plantscape. Whatever he's become the target of, it was bristling with Saffron.

"Mine!"

He talk-screamed with greed free of malice. The flower was right there! Tons of it! He faded instantly to complete invisibility, his scales a soundless percussion enveloping light, trailing behind a withdrawing vine-limb suck itself into a fumbling mass of weeds that ducked through discolored bushes with serpentine grace. He flew as a rail-thick version of his own form, shifting against the resistance of the wind as he slid above the surface grasses, reaching out to snatch at any available saffron-like patch. Whatever body the vines belonged to had to maneuver through a small march of other forest creatures hunting its special flower, and it became easier to distinguish from its dulled surroundings as Moon tried desperately to collect for his bouquet.

He did not care much to notice that he was being led deeper and deeper into the forest. Saffron! He could almost taste it!

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[Shallistera]

You have found nothing, better luck next time.

[Moon]

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Rank: "S"
Type: Uncommon, Tiny, Narcotic
Effect: Easily addictive, this narcotic gives many bonuses to the individual at a hefty cost of one’s sanity and mind.
Special: Preparation: 1 week; Duration: 1d40 + 20 hours
Drawback: ---
Description: After aestivating in spring, the plant sends up 5 to 11 narrow and nearly vertical green leaves, each up to 40 centimeters in length. Upon flowering, plants average less than 30 centimeters in height. The plant has a tuberous root, and large purplish flowers with yellow-red centers. The pistils of the flower must be pounded into a paste which is left to dry for 1 week. The resulting powder is taken as snuff. This herb raises all Skills by 5, movements by 1, Saves by 1 and gives a Temporary Armour Points of 5. Chance of Overdose: This herb is incredibly powerful. If the herb is used more than once in a 3 day period, the Character must make a save against the poison with a -5 penalty or die immediately from a severe brain hemorrhage. A 3rd usage in that period will automatically kill the character. Addiction and Withdrawal: Addiction automatically occurs if this herb is used more than once in a week. An addicted Character randomly loses 1 of 3 things, Loses 5 Skill Points, 1 movement, or 1 in a Save Type. Every day they will lose 1 of 2 things. Recovery From Addiction:The only cure for this addiction is powerful healing Chakra, although lesser Chakra will restore the Character's points back to their normal levels. If the character is cured of their addiction their scores will remain at their current levels, until some form of restoration Chakra is used. If a once addicted character ever has Saffron again, they become addicted with no chance of being cured. However this is unlikely to occur, because such a character develops an almost pathological hatred of the herb, and is likely to attack anyone in possession of it, and destroy it whenever they see it. This narcotic has enough 50ml doses equal to 2.
Availability: Autumn/Winter; Region: Forest; Identification: ; Cultivation:
Limit: Must know Herbal Knowledge for Forest Regions. 60% chance in finding.
Cost: 118,680 Ryo per Plant. 29,670 Ryo per Dose.

[/ul]Botany (FOREST): 125/125
Cultivation (FOREST): 125/125

In his palms was all but dust, and he saw none of it, swaying in the chitin throng of something mostly plant, partially insect, generous bits hunger and hallucinogenic pollen. He clutched at ugly bumps of dead wood and gossamer that became Saffron to his senses. Moon bounded away from the beast with a loping twirl that sent him airborn, eyes flickering a dangerous shine entranced by spores singing the world more focused.

Everything he touched now he gathered, at the sides of opaque sap-deities, at the floor of gray threatening dank green beneath the day-riddled ash wilds. Everything was his precious flower, everything was plucked from its dirt or rock or bleak grit anchor and sniffed briefly, thrown in haphazard piles with other plants. The creature's vine-limbs warped through the surrounding grass to find true Saffron, learning its pattern to better mimic its effect. Moon occassionally discovered the refuse of this cannibal predation while ambling away from its advances, instinct guided, somehow aware of the need to move without processing the danger.

He grasped for the addict-making-seedling, or it's phantom, with jerking flight paths that crisscrossed the air around what hunted him. Moon could not have his chakra confused like it's normal prey, but he could be (and was) simply confused by its existence. His scales bristled as he search-fought, as he evaded into outcroppings of ephemeral violet dragging remnants. When occassionally the creatures natural weapon would make contact, Moon shifted away from the impacts, still trying to grab at its exposed plantflesh for his prize.

"...mine."

Whispered.
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[Shallistera]

You did find a saffron plant.

[Moon]

The beastling bristled its plant extremities; its vine-hands; its forest limbs sifting choked thin air and the burnt smear of false saffron leak from unguent encrusted grass. It dithered, cautious of its strange new prey, almost afraid to approach the green haired flickering whose shape would not remain fixed, but hungry enough to plan. In the lump that was its mouth and heart and lungbrains a puff of shimmering insects seemed to spiral out, they farted chymicals in soundless stutters of unnatural flight while the boy shook his head from side to side as if refusing something. He squinted.

"You don't quite...look_{T} right."

Moon said in Aquan, a sound to the chlormimican like hateful barks frozen in moaning. His perceptions shifted, unwound, were disemboweled in some between-place spilling apart the blind glance he'd once called sight. Moon flew a few meters above the creature, resting silently on the topmost horizontal branches of a strangely colored tree. He eyed the thing's bug cloud suspisciously.

"You're some kind of...plant-animal! Cool! Even though you're mostly spores I can sense_{T} chakra inside you, shared, with those gross bug-things."

Moon smiled lightly as he explained, pointing down at the creature, before suddenly looking off to the South. Back towards the entrance to the wilds. The some kind of plant-animal looked too. They could both feel it.

Someone was coming.