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the enchanted forest meme

Oh, fairy tales. Do they remind us that no matter what happens, things can still turn out alright and your prince will come, or do they tap into your primal fears and remind you of what and what not to do to avoid an untimely end? Do they reflect the human condition and subconscious, or are they just clever stories to amuse adults and keep kids up at night? Or are they as sweet as they seem? Who knows. It's time to find out.

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prompts
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one → small quest it might be a rare herb or a cup of magic water, but someone’s life depends upon you going through these woods and getting it. will you find it right away? have to battle a witch for it? or maybe you don’t want to succeed at all.

two → lost how did you manage to get lost in these woods? you had that map, right? how did you even get to this part of the country? whatever happened, you’re stuck until someone helps you out. if they want you out in the first place.

three → chased these woods weren’t exactly the place you wanted to go, but you had no choice. innocent or guilty of a crime, or a victim of circumstance, these woods might buy you some time… wait. was that a wolf in the distance?

four → the old castle sometimes when you’re lost or wandering about, you see something really amazing or unusual. or something you were never meant to find. like that old abandoned castle people have been whispering about…

five → passing through the forest has a well-worn path that no one ever strays from, lest something magical happens to them. you’ve traveled it often enough, but just because you’re on the path doesn’t mean you’ll be left alone.

six → refuge it might be dark and cold, or entirely welcoming, but it’s the only place those nasty goons or insane villagers won’t follow you. but what exactly is keeping everyone else away from here? or did you want into some danger yourself?

seven → chance encounter it’s a fairy! no, wait, that was just an ogre. an ogre?! from sorcerers to talking deer, you can meet anything in an enchanted forest. so will you meet someone who wants to help you, or will they want to eat you instead?

eight → danger this forest doesn’t like newcomers, and the creatures don’t like humans. its ways are old and strange, and just because you’ve been able to enter it doesn’t mean you’ll be spared. no one likes trespassers, after all.

nine → abandoned for whatever reason, you were abandoned here a long time ago. this is the only place you have ever known, and you’d rather not leave. not even for that prince who has come to take you back home, long lost princess.

ten → large quest the forest might be the end of your quest, or it might be a large part of it. you’ve been fighting hard for a long time to rescue the princess or defeat the wizard, and this forest isn’t going to scare or defeat you. will it?

eleven → spell trapped in an ancient oak tree? put under a sleeping curse? or maybe you’re the one who is causing that mischief from that little cottage you’ve hidden in the old forest people are learning to become wary of these days.

twelve → magical not all enchanted forests are scary! some of them are filled with sunlight, fairies, pretty little birds, and all those big-eyed creatures, all of them singing along with you, having a wonderfully good time.

Originally posted by meitori

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(( Info- A genius wizard who never lived up to his potential, finding that unwilling adventure is good for the soul.

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There's something unnatural going on here... [ His attunement to arcane energies sends a tingle down his spine as he passes between a pair of trees. Something changed. Wrythin isn't sure what yet, but it's enough to make him stop in place and hold a hand up to indicate anyone he's travelling with should too. ] We just crossed a threshold. And I don't expect a warm welcome.

[ The way that T.A.V. stops dead in his tracks is the catalyst for Gale following suite, and thus he does. His entire body pausing-- the first thing that he notices is that there is no sounds coming from the trees; neither the rustle of the leaves, the whisper of wind as it breezes through brushes or even woodland animals.

It is all completely silent.

That set off red warning sirens, aching and glaring within. Wizards knew danger even if at times they did not actually follow that which their cut was telling them, that usually had everything to do with the whole 'choosing to ignore wisdom'.

Who even let these two wander off alone, anyways? ] I think it is safe to say that there is indeed a mystery here.

[ T.A.V's pointy ol' ears twitch a tiny bit as he soaks in the world around them. The absence of the input is unsettling. Nature is a knowledgeable area for him, but not an experienced one. He could likely name every tree in the woods (and not like, calling them Frank). But it's being out in it is still a bit foreign. ]

Hm. I concur. [ He steps a little closer to Gale, though in a circling motion so they're back to back. It's not quite doubling their field of view, thanks to his blind eye, but 1.5 times is better than nothing. It also means he notices- ] Behind us is no longer where we came from.

[ As in, passing between those two trees didn't take them to the other side. Where they've wandered to is anyone's guess. ]

[ Back to back; perhaps the safest route for two wizards to take who were rather perplexed with the way that the scenery changed around them like a moving diorama. The shadows loomed, removing old landmarks and replacing them with unfamiliar points of interest that cycled as quickly as one could turn the pages of a book.

His hand came up, and then he was casting Detect Magic, the words and the somatic requirements twining enough to hopefully shed some light on this mystery. And thus that was how the forest seemed to light up around them like a Waterdeep Winter Festival tree; shimmering and illuminating the shadows, although they too remained shadows. ]

There is nothing about this place that isn't magic- and it is old old magic, I can feel it with every fiber.

[ It almost had the sense of the faewild about it; not something that he was wholly familiar with but such magic that was unassisted or unaided by human machinations, there was something sinister here. Thankfully, there was the solidity of T.A.V's back against his own which was a reminder of at the very least, the land of the living. ] Do you have any suggestions? My evocation magics is itching to, well-- evocate.

[ Which wisdom-wise, was likely not the best way forward. ]