The Calling Forest [Rp Thread]

[E__V__O 2000]

Walking throughout the forests of Maln created by the ruined paths of the elves, venturing through the forests you notice at the shades of an orange tinged, with small green leaves near the edges, the season of winter is soon to be coming and the trees know it will soon be here.

 

 

Through the path, cracked and splintered by the leaves that brush over, you can almost hear some noises in the distance, small howls of a horn screeching in a distance as if a calling is created. In the sudden notice the sound is heard again though much closer now, able to hear it as if it is a call for help, a call to notify.

 

 

 

Throughout walking through the cracked pavement of the stones, you notice how the leaves upon the trees are turning greener, as if the more thickly you move through them the less the winters breath reaches. Growing further throughout tinged of lights slowly move through.

Watching over you begin to hear the same horn noises again, all around you. Turning to look all you see is the hollow trees around as if the noises are all but within you.

 

Walking across the pavement you begin to wonder how much longer this would last, how much time will be spent, if you should return and listen to the calls. Ignoring your thoughts you continue to follow, noticing that the path splits off in two ways, one down a cliff to an brighten forest or one back into the less thickness of the woods to freedom. Picking the path down into the forest you begin to travel through.

 

 

 

Walking further down, you begin to feel a chill, noticing the sun is falling before the leaves all around you begin to shine more and more green, unaffected by the slightest of winter's breath. Watching over yourself you slowly hear a loving call, a call of sweet music washing through the forest deepens.

 

 

Hearing the sounds slowly fading in around you as you begin to move closer deepening into the forest as if it is a call, a call to move you through the forest, beginning to notice that you are pulled from the path pavement you begin to move, following the sounds around you, hearing nothing but sweet sounds flowing you, closer inside as if a trance begins to wash over your body. Slowly and surely you continue to deepen into the forest. Small lights slowly flicker through as you begin to pass by ruins over you, the light begins to slowly fade the smell of rotting daisies wash around you beginning to realize that you stumble into a place that has been forgotten, though the sound of the music compels you to move through it, move forward towards where it comes from. Agreeing with the sounds you hear in a quick delight a sound of rumble coursing behind you. The sound slowly rumbles throughout you as if it tells you to turn back, go back as far as you can to find the path. Though upon turning all you see are the relic stones with the rotting daisies over them. You begin to walk back through before you slowly notice that the rumbling slowly courses down, you slowly turn and look around you once more. The trance still in effect you turn towards the ebony glow of light shining out, with a small wick of happiness flowing through you. The imagination creates a path that the sound moves you towards. You begin to follow the sound, the path that has been created by your own mind it leads you.

 

 

Continuing to move through the forest, you begin to look around once more, the opening of the light slowly begins to fade, unseen by darkness you feel as if the breeze of a physical being rests at your feet, with a glint of your fingers you feel it as if moist breath, unable to know what it entails you look around slowly frightened before it slowly gives off an small illuminated shine, a glowing glisten, it seems to slowly lead your path, the sounds fading all around you unable to wonder where they came from.

 

 

The forest slowly begins to lead you, the mist trailing with the glow, leading you to an uncharted place within the kingdom. The feeling of the rustled leaves at your feet, no stones or pebbles just leaves. They lead a path towards the lightened area where the mist leads you. Unable to hear the sounds of wildlife if any were to be heard at first anymore, not even a croak by a frog as you might expect.

The mist slowly begins to lead and trail you with thoughts of where it came from, where everything has become and the byond worth of it all. Slowly coming to a near end, the illuminated mist slowly fades, still able to feel the moist environment of it caressing your legs even though the clothes you wear. You see a small light, a small gray light, an opening. A gasp of life.

 

You slowly begin to feel compelled to move towards it, your legs already taking action as it does so. Nearing the ending of the trees you smell almost a charred sent, a burning sensation.

 

 

Upon the sights of the opening, a gray smit sent fills over you sout brushing over your nostrials before you see, the trees around you black as obsidian, holding a colour of darkness with them, the leaves of blackened death floating to the grounds as you hear the sounds of a strange bird calling from the branches. Almost as if it calls for laughter.

 

 

You see the figure of bird soaring through the skies still unmasked by the complexion of it’s figure, it flies above your eyes following before it falls behind a mansion that was not once held in your sights. Glaring at the building in front of you unable to determine if it’s stationary or obscure. You look towards it seeing a man in shadows at the door, as if he leans over towards it.

Unable to be known who holds the mansion within the door. The sound of the bird is no more before you look around trying to spot it. Unable, turning back to look towards where the mansion once was, you see the man within the door, the strange bird crawling over his open palm before you notice the birds eyes shine with a orange glow, combusting into flames before then the body of the bird, it combusts with a small puff into a pile of dust.

 

The man slowly turns and looks towards you, taking a step out of the doorway, he offers his hand towards you, noticing the wrinkled old hand but everything else covered in shadows.

 

Unmasked by the flames behind, giving him an luminescent glow. The man removes a parchment from his side buckle, before tossing it over towards you. It would seem to hover unraveling itself in front of you as you watch and slowly read the lines it has bounded away.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ope_4WADXoc

 

“
Reading this notice, is something I wanted to give to you for a long time. You are already noticing that you’ve been lead here, with the voices I have given. I have shown you the must’ve power I can do for your greater knowledge, I am here to give you something no one ever has had the chance of being gifted before through these means.

 

I offer you a chance for freedom, a chance to regain self worth. I am your father, your mother, your brother, your sister, I am you. I have watched over you for a long time and waited for this moment to contact you. I want you to help me, I need you to come with me. I want you to live with me, become apart of my family. Our family. I know you will be confused though this is an offer for knowledge and your own freedom to grow. I won’t give you a second offer at this, do remember.

 

Join our family, the Evocress family.

 

~+ E +~
“

 

Once the last statement has been read, it seems you get developed in darkness, a thread of a nightmare before your eyes shudder open where you laid them to rest. Awakening from your slumber of sleep.

 

OOC:

Alright gents and others, this is an RP zone thread where your character just experienced this type of dream when they slept. Though this is just a dream, you can RP in the comment section below or within the server the effects of the dream at your desire be it thinking this was real or fake or your actions through the dream (if you go to sleep on the server!, or in the comments on this forum!). Just remember to be civil and I ask for no trolled posts please. Thank you all.

[GodEmperorFlam 3447]

[Reserved]

[Lima 774]

"WOAHHHHH?!" Lori awakens hard from the dream, flailing wildly in his bed. His long kept desire for a bearded woman in his sleep disrupted by the howling call for a man wanting to be called daddy.
 

He crawls around his dwarven city house with a battle axe out, equipped in PJ's to ward off any potential thieves. Coming to rest back at his bed, he takes another sip of ale to cure a case of dry mouth before falling to sleep again.

He murmurs in his sleep. "Feckin' people n' 'oods... always with te' scrolls n' promises n' prophecies."

[A Spooky Witch 156]

Poppy's eyes flew open with a gasp, the image of her birth father Evark burning into the back of her mind like the fire that consumed the background of the dream. Sitting upright with a start, Poppy winced as her ribs ached and she hugged her torso, shaking the images from her mind. 

 

Turning and laying back down on her side, Poppy curled up besides Eren under the covers, her eyes wide as she was wide awake now, shaken slightly by the images of the dream, or in her case nightmare. "He never leaves... he never leaves... he never ever leaves..." She repeated to herself quietly, shakily as she squeezed her eyes shut and covered her ears to the phantom words from the message.

[Demotheus 651]

Scylla wakes up, yawning. She had a relatively tame dream compared to what most would consider horrid nightmares that she has on a nightly basis. She blinks. "Evorcress....now...that's odd...what's Evark doin' in ma head?" She yawns, and writes a note to him, sending him a bird.

[Heff 2460]

Fumble gasps, has the Pumpkin Lord spoken to him in dream form? He walks over to make a mug of warm midnight cider and then goes to wake Mardo the Priest and discuss such a vision. He can be seen shuffling through the Dale down the muggy road towards the Wigglewobble Burrow, red PJs with pumpkin design flutterin in the wind.

[eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee 10]

Garmel shrugs as he wakes up, continuing to go about his day of adjusting glasses and acting dumb

[Sky 0]

Syrin shrugs off the dream, as next one begins. All the while, his physical body was holding his fiance close to him.

[ErcMan013 13]

Timithy awakens from a deep sleep and sits up slowly' rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He looks around the room in a daze, thinking about the strange dream. His eyes widen, "Does this mean that bastard's still livin'? Shouldn't be surprised and all considerin' I faked meh own death..." He mumbles to himself, "I'll 'ave to go find him..." He stands up in a rush, he walks over to a keg on the counter," But first, sum ale." He fills a glass and sits down

[✿Honeybear✿ 84]

Mirabelle tosses and turns in her sleep, haunted by the ominous dream. She eventually squirms upright, the familiar name “Evocress...” escaping her lips, followed by a drowsy yawn. She calls out, her voice echoing through the Stirling household to where Katari works, “Papa..?”

[Sky 0]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.