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Lulamoon Land wrote:Meanwhile, Maud has found herself in the Flooded Timber, in search of unique rocks. In the dead of night, the forest seems more menacing, but Maud has seen horrors nobody can fully comprehend, so she doesn’t mind. As she carefully makes her way through the woods, she can hear the forest critters and she inches closer to a tree to be able to flee if needed...

In the dead of night this forest IS more menacing!

And....lol....it’s going to be hard to find unique rocks when your knee deep in swamp water.

Lulamoon Land wrote:Meanwhile, Maud has found herself in the Flooded Timber, in search of unique rocks. In the dead of night, the forest seems more menacing, but Maud has seen horrors nobody can fully comprehend, so she doesn’t mind. As she carefully makes her way through the woods, she can hear the forest critters and she inches closer to a tree to be able to flee if needed...

I’d flee if I were in those trees at night!

Camp Host wrote:Well we have a shipment coming in for artificial giant mosquitoes for future use!

An eighteen ballooned zeppelin comes to rest in the designated park area; immediately immediately aerial port crews begin to unload boxes labeled “Synthetic Giant Mosquito Lures” and “Made in New Coraline City.”

Lulamoon Land wrote:Meanwhile, Maud has found herself in the Flooded Timber, in search of unique rocks. In the dead of night, the forest seems more menacing, but Maud has seen horrors nobody can fully comprehend, so she doesn’t mind. As she carefully makes her way through the woods, she can hear the forest critters and she inches closer to a tree to be able to flee if needed...

The Ranger inches closer to his platter of fried lamingtons.....mmm hmmm!

Lulamoon Land wrote:Meanwhile, Maud has found herself in the Flooded Timber, in search of unique rocks. In the dead of night, the forest seems more menacing, but Maud has seen horrors nobody can fully comprehend, so she doesn’t mind. As she carefully makes her way through the woods, she can hear the forest critters and she inches closer to a tree to be able to flee if needed...

The grape ape’s eyes widen in horror as he knows all to well the horrors hidden amongst the cypress trees.

Zia thunderbirds

Lulamoon Land wrote:Meanwhile, Maud has found herself in the Flooded Timber, in search of unique rocks. In the dead of night, the forest seems more menacing, but Maud has seen horrors nobody can fully comprehend, so she doesn’t mind. As she carefully makes her way through the woods, she can hear the forest critters and she inches closer to a tree to be able to flee if needed...

The shaman extracts his own unique stone from his breast pocket, rubs it carefully and whispers Maud’s name. Her pocket is instantly filled with unique rocks!

Ah.....a lazy yellow moon

Lulamoon Land wrote:Meanwhile, Maud has found herself in the Flooded Timber, in search of unique rocks. In the dead of night, the forest seems more menacing, but Maud has seen horrors nobody can fully comprehend, so she doesn’t mind. As she carefully makes her way through the woods, she can hear the forest critters and she inches closer to a tree to be able to flee if needed...

A giant mosquito approaches her

Comradeistan wrote:A giant mosquito approaches her

Maud half-turns, dreading an attack, but confident she can repel one.

Comradeistan

Lulamoon Land wrote:Maud half-turns, dreading an attack, but confident she can repel one.

"Hi!"

Comradeistan wrote:"Hi!"

Maud replies in a monotone voice:

“Hello. Have you seen any rocks?”

Comradeistan

Lulamoon Land wrote:Maud replies in a monotone voice:

“Hello. Have you seen any rocks?”

"No, Sorry."

Lulamoon Land wrote:Maud replies in a monotone voice:

“Hello. Have you seen any rocks?”

You could look around the cave entrance.

Comradeistan wrote:A giant mosquito approaches her

Skeeters ‘round here been know to grow big as melons; but you can pick up some big spray in the bait shop.

Comradeistan

Zia thunderbirds

Lulamoon Land wrote:Maud replies in a monotone voice:

“Hello. Have you seen any rocks?”

Grizzled Old Fisherman wrote:You could look around the cave entrance.

The Shaman overhears the conversation and heads for the cave entrance

NOOT

Camp Host wrote:Skeeters ‘round here been know to grow big as melons; but you can pick up some big spray in the bait shop.

Hello there, Person who is never on!

Comradeistan wrote:Hello there, Person who is never on!

Gasps

True tho

Zia thunderbirds wrote:The Shaman overhears the conversation and heads for the cave entrance

Maud goes there as well and meets up with the Shaman.

“Hello sir, do you know about any rocks?”

The wisened old angler is excited about the beginning of summer; sweet iced tea and a clutch of fishes.....what could be better he thinks?

Comradeistan wrote:Hello there, Person who is never on!

The park manager puffs up his chest indignantly

The Camp Host has many responsibilities and can’t be expected to hang around the camp fire all day chatting.

Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go chase the PURPLE BIGFOOT back into the marsh and put some borscht in a crock pot!

Comradeistan

Camp Host wrote:The park manager puffs up his chest indignantly

The Camp Host has many responsibilities and can’t be expected to hang around the camp fire all day chatting.

Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go chase the PURPLE BIGFOOT back into the marsh and put some borscht in a crock pot!

Wouldn’t recommend that Host!

Zia thunderbirds

Lulamoon Land wrote:Gasps

True thoMaud goes there as well and meets up with the Shaman.

“Hello sir, do you know about any rocks?”

Without speaking any words out loud the Shaman communicates and Maud hears the voice inside Maud’s head.

I know about rocks, medicine men in my group have a natural knowledge of geology and can extract magic from pebbles.

Would you like to see what I can do with my Coral of Glory?

Lulamoon Land wrote:“Hello sir, do you know about any rocks?”

Zia thunderbirds wrote:Would you like to see what I can do with my Coral of Glory?

.....😑.....please say no.....😬

The Ranger removes the Useless Scarf from his neck just in case!

Zia thunderbirds wrote:Without speaking any words out loud the Shaman communicates and Maud hears the voice inside Maud’s head.

I know about rocks, medicine men in my group have a natural knowledge of geology and can extract magic from pebbles.

Would you like to see what I can do with my Coral of Glory?

Maud nods.

“I am an expert on geography.”

Good sir, where can I find a suitable fish?

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