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"Something's walking up." He clenched his hands and opened them again. "It wants my hands. It's not good, either. I'm just hearing…voices. Telling me to sleep. I think it's a Wendigo."

@jantz

Alice slowly raises her left hand up to her mouth and bites the end of her finger. It starts bleeding and she evenly rubs the blood on the end of each finger.
"I think I can help with your Wendigo problem." She presses her hand against the ground and an albino Griffon forms from a dim, gold light.

Deleted user

He stared at the Griffon, then looked back into the woods. "It's not going to stop. I don't think it's a normal Wendigo."

Deleted user

"Kill it. Its heart is a shard of ice the shape of a man. Shatter it, and it'll revert back to who it was before it turned. But there's something weird going on."

@Your_Local_Scrivener

Trouble blew a puff of hair out of his face. "Can't be anything normal, can it?" He sharply turned and barked, "Ever been kicked?"
"Might have been," replies a voice, and Foxglove drops out of the trees, dressed like a gentleman thief.
"I've brought the stuff," Foxglove said, brandishing a rucksack.

Deleted user

"It's being guided by something. It's not acting out of hunger." He continued to stare into the woods, completely ignoring the newcomer.

@Your_Local_Scrivener

"Do you have my sword?" Stardew asked Foxglove. "We've got some kind of weird, unnatural being coming and I'd really rather have something other than my pistol and my wits."
Foxglove hands her her sword, and draws his own.
"Does it have anything it hates?" Foxglove asks Runner. "Like, silver? Holy water? A type of wood? Something that can kill it or keep it away?"

Deleted user

"Do you have a blade of silver, a box made of silver, and a church at hand?"

@Your_Local_Scrivener

"All our swords are made of silver," Stardew said, "and we've got lots of various other silver items too, probably including a box. Is the church really really necessary?"

Deleted user

"If you want it dead, yes. But we're just trying to escape. Just chop it to shit, in all reality."

Deleted user

He shook his head, finally looking at them. "Do not take this like some petty street fight. You'll be dead before you raise yo-" He swung his pan blindly, striking a grotesque monster that was similar to hunger Hunger, if Hunger took up a side job as an 8-foot demon. It rolled to the side for a moment, standing up to its full height and shreaking so loudly it struck their eardrums like a punch. "The only reason why I could do that is 'cause of the energy it gave off."

Deleted user

The beast roars, lashing out wildly as a thin line of blood-like water leaked from the wound.

@Your_Local_Scrivener

Stardew deftly dodges and rolls back to earth. Trouble goes next, aiming for the throat. The effect is a pride of lions savaging their prey, and they're clearly enjoying the fight.
(Sorry, I have to go. Foxglove can go after Trouble dodges/succeeds/whatever)

Deleted user

The beast recovers with wicket speed, slamming a balled fist into the jaw of the attack. "What did I tell you!" Runner said. "Blindly charging will only get you killed!" (The Griffon would help rn,, imao)

@Dragoncita group

A cloaked figure watched from a distance. It was rather intriguing to watch how the residents of this strange world reacted to dangers around them. Course, it wasn't his place to intervene, less said danger turned towards him. A dark mask covered his face, what appeared to be several horns atop his head.
The male's voice was soft as he spoke to no one in particular, "Such an interesting way to face an opponent…I suppose people and creatures have their own methods of fighting…oh well…"

Deleted user

Suddenly, Runner's eyes snap to where the figure is, finally realizing the person was there from the magic aura he gave off.

@Dragoncita group

The strange figure shifted his gaze, feeling one of the residents having noticed him. Yet he still made no move from his place. It was as if the individual didn't realize the danger, or it was he did notice it, but was not worried at all. He instead continued his observations.