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[Druidic Vision] A Distant Echo

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[!] In moments of meditation or rest all Fae-touched beings and Druids upon Aevos were presented with the following images fluttering through their mind.


 

One's heartbeat seemed to slow, as they found their hearing began to solely focus upon the slowing drumming within their chest.

 

Opening their eyes one found themselves standing amid lush jungles, vines and branches stretching over top them forming a canopy. The chattering sounds of life attempting to reach them, but all but being muffled beneath the sound of the beating heart that persisted

 

It was not long though until the daylight that had held dominion over the jungles began to become shrouded in black clouds, as distinct smells of sulfur and ash reached them. The heartbeat that repeated began to fade as the sound of numerous rushing animals passing them by echoed out. Cries of pain sounded from animals that found themselves caught within whatever wake approached.

 

Amidst the smog, sickening sounds of snapping trees and roaring flames pierced through the once Jungle. Looming forms soared through the shrouded skies above as an immense heat permeated all around one's perspective before they felt themselves pulled back. 

 

Through scorched lands into those that were unmarred, onto coasts, and before long finding footing upon an isle. Granting them a view of the Jungles of Aevos engulfed in flame and smoke, nature brought to heel before their eyes.

 

One could not help but feel a wave of despair wash over them, regardless of their view of the situation. As they found themselves becoming rooted to the grounds below them. Unmoving, they stood watching over the destroyed lands in a trance as the heartbeat began to silently thud once more.

 


 

[!] It was not long until one would snap back to consciousness, awaking as they would normally. Though something lingered within them like a hook, calling them towards the Southern Jungles.

 

Easy enough to be ignored but ever present.

 

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A lone Dryad awoke with a shudder in the undergrowth of the Aevos Jungles, in the fleeting presence of flame engulfing and consuming the very trees around them. Emitting a guttural hiss from their maw, the lingering despair and desperation began to bleed away as they rose. In it's place, a retribution was vowed.

 

No vision of this kind will make itself reality. A promise. 

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The greenery below is met with the vigilant emerald gaze belonging to a druid settled within the high branches of a tree rooted in the jungles of Aevos. Those eyes close once more after finding nothing amiss, for now. The wailing of the wilds is not something so soon forgotten by a faithful servant of the Aspects. 

 

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Long had sleep been deprived of the Druidess as the nights carried on and days seem to blend. Rest then finally taking hold as her body found some peace beneath a large autumn like tree that held a certain song akin to a lullaby. The whispers of the forest then grasp upon her soul and her vision fades away.  Calmness all around her. The rustling of the animals then taking flight. Everything now opening up the Fawn's senses until the dreaded smell she knew all to well now penetrated the Drudiess's nostrils. A sharp gasp then took her breath away. The vision pulling her further along before suddenly she would awaken....both arms wrapping around herself as Revian's entire being shook uncontrollably. 

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A colorfully dressed druid wakes with a start, sweat coating her brow despite the cool breezes of a sea's coasts. For a while, she would lay there, simply allowing the shudders in her form to cease... 

 

... and then up she sits, rushing to collect a few meager things, and with a half prepared bag, she hastens herself to the Isle. It would be there that, for the unforeseen future, she would return to each night with shaking hands, unwilling to allow a day to go by in which her gaze does not cast itself watchful upon the jungles of Aevos.

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