08-22-2014, 12:33 PM
Intrigued, the characters approach and lead their horses along a faintly marked path between the trees into the silent forest.
Soon the path forks at a massive, creeper-stewn tree with drooping foxgloves covering its roots. Looking around, you see the undergrowth is thick and impenetrable and you realize you can't progress furthe with your horses.
The characters examine the tree and the plants that cover it.
The tree is gnarled with age, and is being slowly strangled by the creepers which hug it. Foxgloves grow in profusion, all drooping elegantly to the left, towards the sunlight which filters through the leefy canopy overhead.
From this point onward, following Enthymesis written indications, whatever happens and whatever they hear, they always follow the Foxgloves as a way to navigate through the creepy forest.
A little way down the path you enter a small glade. In the centre you can see a slightly raised mound of loose earth with a neat circular opening just above ground level. From it protrudes a black human hand scrubbing in the loose soil as trying to get grip. As you approach, you realize that the hand's colour is caused by a crawling layer of ants.
The characters, worried, prefer staying a step away and take a second look at the creature.
As you watch, the ant-covered hand grabs a stick that was lying nearby. It then withdraws back into the hole and you hear scraping noises coming from within.
The characters, quite frightened by the scene, quietly move away and keep following the Foxgloves leaves.
Continues...
Soon the path forks at a massive, creeper-stewn tree with drooping foxgloves covering its roots. Looking around, you see the undergrowth is thick and impenetrable and you realize you can't progress furthe with your horses.
The characters examine the tree and the plants that cover it.
The tree is gnarled with age, and is being slowly strangled by the creepers which hug it. Foxgloves grow in profusion, all drooping elegantly to the left, towards the sunlight which filters through the leefy canopy overhead.
From this point onward, following Enthymesis written indications, whatever happens and whatever they hear, they always follow the Foxgloves as a way to navigate through the creepy forest.
A little way down the path you enter a small glade. In the centre you can see a slightly raised mound of loose earth with a neat circular opening just above ground level. From it protrudes a black human hand scrubbing in the loose soil as trying to get grip. As you approach, you realize that the hand's colour is caused by a crawling layer of ants.
The characters, worried, prefer staying a step away and take a second look at the creature.
As you watch, the ant-covered hand grabs a stick that was lying nearby. It then withdraws back into the hole and you hear scraping noises coming from within.
The characters, quite frightened by the scene, quietly move away and keep following the Foxgloves leaves.
Continues...
He's a real Nowhere man, sitting in his Nowhere land,
making all his Nowhere plans for Nobody.
making all his Nowhere plans for Nobody.