Remain
Wary - Ailing - Brooding
Pet Information
Pet Name: Remain
Owner: Roxanne
Theme / Type: Nimbus ahbruis
Born: October 12, 2010
Gender: Male
MisticPal Name: Misery
MisticPal Age: 3836 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 3
Defense: 3
Speed: 4
Intellect: 9
Misticpower: 8
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: 1/373 [ View Books ]
1. Deep Sea Note
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
Intrusion.
You shift your weight uncomfortably on your feet as the air around you is perceptibly heavier. When you had set out through Darkwood, it had been a breezy day, overcast but dry. Now your clothes clung to your body and the sky felt oppressive.
You trudge onward, into the darker path before you. The stream beside you gurgles quietly, rushing backward. It seems to urge you, to whisper for you to turn back.
But you don't.
After all, the waterfall is just ahead. There's meant to be a Wishing Well hidden near it as well, and a little bit of superstitious luck never hurt anyone. Surely the heavens won't open before you can make it back home - it was supposed to be such a lovely day.
You pull thick cobwebs from your face and hands as you continue onward. No one has walked this way in quite a while.
The sky rumbles quietly, more like to be felt than heard by one not paying attention. As you come forward into a more open area, just at the base of the falls, you trip over a log.
Cursing your clumsiness silently, you dust your palms and begin to raise yourself from your sprawl in the dirt. Gentle mists of rain stop you.
You raise your head, and look to the clearing. Beside the falls, a cloud formation kisses the ground, pouring rain. Mist swirls around the phenomenon, and the air is filled with the pervasive, earthy smell of a summer shower. Motionless, you strain your eyes for a better look.
However, the storm provides a better look for you. The breezes of an earlier hour seem to guide it toward you, and the clouds dissipate slightly. Standing in the midst of the shower is the figure of a ghostly pale Stignightus.
A clear, weary voice speaks in your mind: "You don't know what I've done for you - for everyone, for every living thing. Yet you presume to take my presence. I've lived an eternity of misery for you lot. Just leave me be."
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