6/6/2025, 1:04 PM
Skill:
Set just outside of Elysium!
Achlys? And AW!
Thread TW in general for descriptions of gore/death/etc.
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Despite the nature of the supernatural, it was in Sreda's nature to search for reason. More often than not, she would find it — even if it meant that the reason only made sense to her. It didn't matter to her if others could not wrap their minds around the intricacies of the otherworldly. It wasn't her fault that she had been born with more intuition about these things than your average wolf.
Sreda knew, though, that the rest would all have to learn about such things eventually. Most only learned the truth of death when faced with it themselves. So, when the plague came, it only furthered her suspicions: learn, adapt, or face demise.
All options were viable.
Mythris was cursed (of course). It always had been, but only as of late had it made itself known to everyone. And in doing so, the lands themselves cried for help, with the spirits of their ancestors reaching through the ether. The Visitor tried to instill hope within them ... hope that perhaps the curse could be circumvented. And perhaps it could. Or ... perhaps Mythris was too far gone. Too poisoned by the haunted demons of the past.
There was only one way to find out.
Sreda lurked through the dark mist, the stench of the water still hovering in the air despite having left the confines of the Respite. The plague had chosen to target Elysium first, and Sreda took this both as an invitation and a challenge. The woman would lower her head to the ground, sorting through the plethora of rotten smells as she continued to move toward what had drawn her here in the first place: a deer corpse.
With precise steps, she neared the deer, eyeing it impassively with a curt frown embellished on her lips. She'd been studying the effect of the plague on bats and rats, but this was a much larger prize. Learning about this plague would begin with observing its impact on living bodies.
