Your hands become a blur as you twist and turn the paradox pyramid until each
side is made up of the same colour, solving the puzzle in mere moments. Suddenly
the image of a fallen tree appears in the back of your mind and you feel drawn
towards it.

Halamir suddenly scoops up a miniscule parasitic creature.
A miniscule parasitic creature wriggles around impatiently in Halamir's hands.

Your paradox pyramid draws you through the aether. (pyramid)
Halamir follows you ether.
A fallen tree. (Serenwilde Forest.)

You say, "Crap."

You say, "Don't touch that."

Halamir drops a miniscule parasitic creature.

A miniscule parasite skitters away to the south.

You say, "Don't drop it."

You exclaim, "Dammit!"

Halamir rolls on the floor, laughing.

Halamir follows you south.
Lively woodlands. (Serenwilde Forest.)

Halamir picks up a miniscule parasitic creature.

A miniscule parasitic creature squirms around in Halamir's hands, running up his
arm and, without warning, cutting open a small hole and squeezing inside in a
spray of blood.

Halamir stumbles backwards slightly and blinks in confusion, his face turning in
a rictus of horror and pain.

You thrust your palm towards your forehead and hit it with a resounding *smack*!

You say, "Now it's too late."

The Asylum. I blame Kaervas :/

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Looking onto bare rock.
A series of pipes connect to this large metal machine, with screens that display the various air ducts throughout the asylum. Spirit Warden Exeryte, Keeper of the Bones towers here, shrouded. He wields a spider-hilted rapier in his left
hand and a coiling skeletal rapier in his right.
You see exits leading northeast and east.

p machine
WRITE ME.
It weighs about 100 pounds.

Spirit Warden Exeryte, Keeper of the Bones says, "Now that machine isn't very interesting."

Finger extended, Exeryte pokes a large metal machine.

You peer at a large metal machine unscrupulously.

You say, "No."

Someone powerful coughs softly.

Maybe... just maybe... those insane architects of the asylum made all the air ducts spell out "WRITE ME"

Hey, it's a plausible explanation...

Or it's a machine displaying airducts on a screen?

It now has a description, we went back and checked.

You joyfully accept Silferras's proposal of marriage, and her gift of an onyx and diamond rose engagement ring.
Note: Once you are married you will lose your family name.

Horrifying screams fill the air with torment, echoing down from Avechna's Teeth.
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Keeper Silferras Ysav'rai says, "Oh. Hmm."

Keeper Silferras Ysav'rai says, "That's not a good omen."

Fasaetta pounces upon you, gnawing upon you hungrily.

Unblooded Fasaetta says, "Icckk... I got flowers in my mouth..."

You stick your tongue out at Fasaetta and wetly go, "Pffhhttt!!"

Unblooded Fasaetta spits out a few flower petals.

Unblooded Fasaetta says to you, "Your a floating corsage..."

l me

(description crap.) She is wearing a brooch of a wheeling jay, a pack
of fiery leaves, a baroque emerald bead necklace, a silver chain bracelet set
with sapphires, a howling wolf ring, a fragrant potpourri pendant, dark purple
gossamer robes, 6 entrancing red roses, a delicate iris, a bright yellow rose,
an etched turquoise ring, a twilight blue rose, and 2 brilliant white roses.

Sigh.

Your wrong, they used the write 'your' their.
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"Your" not funny.

(Glomdoring): You say, "Mulching."

You lay your hands upon a mature blackthorn tree and pat its trunk, offering up its life so that the forest may grow and prosper.
A mature blackthorn tree sways back and forth, then crashes to the ground.
The thundering crash of a tree reverberates through the forest.

You press your hand upon the forest floor and sing a small word of creation. Slowly, a blackthorn sapling pushes upwards out of the soil and sways gently towards you.

(The Shadow Court): Marina says, "Whenever someone mulches, I always think of Emar with a weed whacker and little children running away screaming."

(The Shadow Court): Marina says, "AHem."

(The Shadow Court): Marina says, "Pardon that."

(The Shadow Court): Xenthos (from the Ethereal Plane) says, "How... interesting."

You peer about yourself unscrupulously.