*DDIIINNNGGG DDIIINNNGGG*

“Well, It looks like we made it.” John tells Jeanie with Magis Alkemeye in the distance. The Bell at the very top of the Tower was ringing to give the all clear to the surrounding homes, that whatever danger was present is now gone. As Jeanie and John continued walking they saw that, indeed, the dragon was gone, and nothing else seemed to be burning. The walls to the town are to tall for anyone to see into.

“ We sure did.” Jeanie says smiling, but tired from the walking. Departing the tree line and making their way to Magis Alkemeye, Jeanie gets something she didn’t think she would.

E: I’m sorry for what I have been doing to you, and I really wish that we could be friends, also, watching where you are walking is a good idea...

As Jeanie reads the last word and backs out of the message, it’s already too late. She trips, and falls flat on her face.

E: Fucking FELL for it, dumbass.

She fucking sent me that shit to distract me. Bitch…

Jeanie, picking herself off the ground, turns and sees a small 4 inch tall curved root, perfect to fit her fit into, sticking out of the ground where she tripped. Of course, the root was already there, so Jeanie couldn’t get to mad. Well, she could, and she did. Jeanie stopped getting mad when she realized there was nothing she could do to stop the sentient planetary body from picking on her. She wanted to rip the root out and spit in the hole left behind, but that would just anger Earth to the point of her not caring for the rules. Jeanie really didn’t want John or herself to die.

Jeanie, saying nothing, continued walking, and as she did, she stayed quiet and contemplative.

How do I make her like me enough, that she doesn’t wish me dead? I wish I never did that stupid ritual. Fucking Idiotic, foul, piece of Hound shit! Fuck, I’m useless, total garbage. Trash to be left out in the cold to die, I’m not worth anyone’s...

*Thump*

“Don’t get lost in your head, sis. It’s okay. I love you.” John says, smiling a mile wide, while pulling his hand away from Jeanie’s forehead, having just thumped her there. He could always tell when she was getting stuck in her emotions. She would cry a lot when they lived at home. She was depressed. It was made worse by homelessness, and not feeling loved by her parents.

“Thanks, bud. I love you too.” Jeanie smiles back weakly. She missed home. She missed her parents, and the way they used to be. She missed having her friends to play with. Her parents weren’t home the day it happened. They had a lot of cats. Jeanie wanted them. She’d put food out for one, and two would show up. She’d put food out for 3 and 5 would show up. It got to the point that she had 13 cats, and they all loved her so much. The only thing that earth liked about Jeanie was that she took good care of those cats. Sometimes, starving to feed them all. Doing work around her neighborhood to earn silver to buy fresh fish, meat, and milk. She loved them all, but didn’t name them, because if she got too attached and one died, or disappeared, she didn’t want to be too upset by it. She instead called all of them ‘Kitty’. That was 3 years ago, and this is now. Hungry, scared, and constantly trying to not die.

As they continued walking, Jeanie tried not to think about her past and focus on getting to town safely. It was only early evening, but she wanted to get to town, finish her errands, and than get back to their dirt hovel of a home before night fall. Walking to Magis Alkemeye wouldn’t take very long, but it was more walking that they had to do, and Jeanie was getting tired and hungry, really hungry. FUCKING STARVING actually.

You have become starved: HP -3

HP Total: 14/17

Eat soon or become Ravenous and suffer for it

STR reduced by 3

“Acgh” Jeanie doubled over, do to her now obvious hunger pains. She needed to eat before she became Ravenous. She’d seen people go Ravenous and it's not a pretty sight. (After 21 hrs plus a person’s con mod. Jeanie’s is +0) You literally, will try to eat anything you can find. Gold, wood, fire, water, people, and pets. It’s very disturbing.

While holding her stomach, Jeanie grabbed her bag and open it, and found a raw fish in one of the rags she wrapped it in. She didn’t want to spend the time cooking it and wasting time, when she still had things to do. She unwrapped it and using her nails, peeled away the scales, and bit into the fish without hesitation. After a few minutes of eating what she could, she threw the fish into the middle of the meadow, and got the Message she was waiting for.

You have eaten a small meal

Hunger subsided for a short time

Starving no longer in effect

STR has been returned to normal

“Okay, I’m good John, let’s go.” Jeanie states while standing from her huddled position.

“ Oh, okay…” John says confused. The boy had never gotten a message of hunger before because he has always been fed well. The boy was very slender, like all elf/half-elves are, but he still ate good, and he looked healthy.

“What was that just a minute ago?” John asked Jeanie after contemplating whether to ask or not.

“ You know how I haven’t eaten all day?” “ Yeah…” “ Well, when that happens, people get hungry, and when it gets worse we get what is called ‘Starved’. It’s causes a little damage, and lowered strength until taken care of.” Jeanie finished saying, handing John a half unwrapped raw fish from her bag. He grabbed it and started eating it.

“Oh, so it hurts to be, hungry?” He asked inbetween bites.

“Yep, that’s right.” Jeanie said with a huff. Getting over being starved takes more than eating. A little rest usually helps, but it’s never too bad.

All the hunger stuff taken care of. Jeanie noticed something in the distance. Not the town, or anything but something right in front of her, but she can’t discern how far or close it is. It’s weird. A man, or woman, standing right there, or maybe farther away? It’s skin is a dark grey color, with black eyes, and very long black claws. It’s naked, but has no nipples, or genitals. John isn’t moving or anything, just staring scared. No sound, or maybe too much? It sounds like someone nearby is sharpening the dullest sword. Constant sound of metal on stone. The sound is coming from the creature, or is it in her head? Creature? Creatures? Two, three, four, five, six. Jeanie tries and fails to skip count them do to the noise permeating her mind. Their bodies containing only small features. Human shaped hands. Five toes, and eyes. No mouth and a two tiny holes for a nose. Small pointed ears with a tiny hole to hear from. What are these things?

*Grevagnoos*

‘Did one of them say something?’ Jeanie was trying to concentrate enough but she was so terrified that she couldn’t even remember what was going on. She didn’t want to forget what was happening, but she felt like she was being magically made to forget everything over the last 30 minutes, over and over again. 30? 25? 45? What time was it? It was dark outside. What was going on.

* vadooka massoontrig*

Something about being ‘chosen’?

It was at this point that Jeanie passed the FUCK OUT. For gods’ know how long.