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[ottottott]

How is that related to this thread?

[TolyK]

*shrugs*
*pokes DarkerDark*

[DarkerDark]

Yeah, I'm still waiting for my tablet to come back from the manufacturer.

[Scaraban]

Have they actually acknowledged they received it/are working on it? because things get lost in the mail all the time

[NoahTophatz]

You said that you would do a side story with the mouse. when do you think the first part will be uploaded?

[Hitty40]

Bumping to keep things interesting.

[DarkerDark]

Whispers in the wind.

The sounds of the forest are nothing but whispers carried away by the breeze. If it were any other day, I might turn an ear and try to pick out familiar pitches or tones, but today I feel strangely detached from the troubles of the woodland creatures that inhabit this forest. The warming glow of the sun has me within it's grasp, and I am not willing to resist. I am at peace.



Soft murmurs of Elvish break me out of my trance just enough to catch my ear. They are familiar voices, but the words are drown out by the gentle swish of leafy branches swaying in the wind. One word, however, finds a place within my mind where it slowly begins to repeat itself like an echo rebounding through a massive canyon, "Amala."

The word feels significant to me, as though it has a deeper meaning than a simple Elvish word. It's a name. But whose name? Mine? What is my name? It occurs to me that I don't know what my name is, nor do I remember much at all for that matter. I know that I am an Elf, yet who am I? As the warmth of the sun's rays against my face begins to fade I am left wondering, "How long have I been sitting here?"





I suddenly realize I'm not alone, a single creature stands hunched by an old tree. Its form is that of an elf or a man, yet it has the predominant features of a fox. It's also staring at me. How long has it been standing there? Was it the one who uttered the name "Amala"? The creature is familiar, I'm sure of it. Where have I seen it before? My mind begins to slowly churn, painfully slow, as though I've just downed a barrel of strawberry wine and am struggling to push through the numbing effects. I begin to part the fog and memories start to surface in my mind's eye.

His name is Cipone, yes, and I used to know him. It's all coming back to me now. He was a fox and a companion of mine for quite some time. I was very fond of him and I believe we were almost inseparable until an ancient and powerful force that used to inhabit these woods turned him into what he is now. I didn't think it would be so bad at first, I could almost get used to the transformation. I thought that it had only changed his appearance. I was mistaken, he had changed in more ways than just appearance. And his poor grasp of the Elvish language only helped to make things worse.



Despite being a total creep, I still liked him better than that Slug-man that would always insist on shaking everybody's hand. But not by much... I wonder what's brought him here? I also wonder how long he's been standing there hunched over and staring at me. It's kind of creepy, actually... But not as creepy as that ever expanding blanket of darkness slowly enveloping the forest.



Hmm.

I've never seen anything like this and I can hardly believe my eyes, but tendrils of shadow and darkness are slowly inching their way through the forest, as though they are feelers belonging to some horrible invisible monster. From within the gloom comes soft, almost alluring whispers. Dread fills my heart, though strangely there is no panic in my mind. I can make out twisted shapes in the darkness, but I cannot determine any details. The longer I gaze into these shadows, the louder the whispers become. It is not one voice, but a dozen voices all whispering incoherently at a staggering pace. I feel I should vacate this place.


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This is a side story that co-relates to the main plot. Since my tablet is still in the shop, I'm doing this all with the mouse, so the art's going to be a little more simple and not quite as colorful. I haven't really planned much for this, but since you're providing the actions for one elf rather than a whole caravan, I'll see about sequencing the best actions for the next post and hopefully it'll come out looking like a story. I'll try posting once every week or so until the drawing tablet gets back, then we'll see how we can integrate this into the main story (Though I've already got a couple of ideas in my head).

[KineseN]

Wooo! DarkerDark is back!

I think my eyes are playing a trick on me but it looks like something is lurking there in the darkness, slowly creeping towards me. I must investigate that.

Spoiler: I mean, look (click to show/hide)

[Aklyon]

Wooo!

Punch Darkness to test its reflexes.

[Armok]

Eeeeeeeeeee! You're back! This is back! And it's as good as ever!

> Follow Cipone, hell lead you to safety.

[ragnarok97071]

Punch the darkness in the snout to establish superiority!

On a less silly note, it would probably be a good idea to find a weapon, I dunno, a pointy stick or something.

[Aklyon]

I already suggested punching it!

[Hitty40]

Make a new hat.

I just realized that fox is holding Amala's hat, and I'm guessing he might give it back or so(If he ever shows up again), I'm gonna have to say RUN THE HELL AWAY!

[ottottott]

Well, you're obviously unconscious. I mean... it's all black and white, you hear the name Amala, and your name is Amala Nightglimmer, and you are knocked unconscious. Then there's also the remembering of distant memories, but no memory of the present... I say, that nothing can really hurt us here. Though I think we should play along, and pretend we are her, who doesn't know it's all just a dream or whatever. (According to many sources, elves don't sleep, they trance.)
Also, I missed this so much, I actually shed a single tear.
On the topic now: I... Yeah. I don't know. There's not much you can do. Against a creature army in the darkness? I suggest hiding.
AND!!! Dat fox is really creepy. Watching people sleep... O.o Meh... He probably means no harm. Just trying to say, that he watches over her, when she sleeps. Like guarding.

[Lucus Casius]

>Amala?: Swallow your distaste, and speak to the fox-man Cipone.  Keep away from the darkness.