The heat of the day oppressive, the afternoon sun on her back and flies lending their drone to the air, [Character] found himself growing ever more drowsy, sleepiness seeming to be creeping out of the ground to lend weight to her legs. Seeing a tree up ahead, an ancient reaching willow whose boughs offered shade from the sun, she sat herself down, leaning her head back against its trunk a moment in rest. Above her, leaves fluttered against the bright sky, weaving dazzling patterns, and as they moved softly against one another it seemed almost as if someone spoke, cool words of water and sleep. Then, even as her eyes slipped shut, so she felt something moving against her arm, crawling over her chest, and, startled, she opened her eyes to see the roots of the tree come alive, reaching up to embrace her. Pulling herself free with a shout, she threw herself back from the tree as a crack opened within its trunk. But even as she did so, another root burst from the ground up to twist itself about her ankle, pulling her back towards the tree, which by its malice she knew was surely Old Man Willow.
NPC Encounter
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Options | Loyalists | Neutral | Usurpers |
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SAY (one word) | ? | ? | ? |
ATTACK Old Man Willow | ? | ? | ? |
Throw FOOD to the tree in the hope of distracting it long enough to flee | ? | ? | ? |
Attempt to break free and FLEE | ? | ? | ? |
Seek to RECRUIT Old Man Willow to her cause | ? | ? | ? |