And so, that dreadful and malevolent lord, clad in a raiment of colors danced out of the portal and drank deeply upon the awe and terror of those he found there.
Then he had his way with the one who summoned him.
The end.
Oh... is the story not to your liking? Perhaps, we could try this...
Once upon a time, on a dark and stormy night... oh come now, must we truly debase ourselves with what happened? Is not fiction better than reality?
Fine, very well... but only because I simply must insist that those who associate with one such as I gets exactly what is desired.
The tale that will now never told shall always be much better than that of banal histories.
But I digress... if you'll turn your attention just a tad over there in time, and somewhere else...
Ennui
"You are losing my interest and that is very dangerous. In a moment I will have forgotten you quite entirely, and will never be able to remember just what I did with you. What I forget not only ceases to exist, but never really existed in the first place."
- The Last Unicorn
Robin
Age : Young Adult
Species : Golden Phantasmal Poison Frog
Essence : 1 dot (26 motes available)
Charms : First Martial Arts Excellency, Measure the Wind, Dreamscape, Malediction
Poison : Exceedingly Deadly
You are Robin, a golden phantasmal poison frog, a rather bright subspecies of poison frogs.
You are also a young courtier in the domain ruled by the great goddess, Grandmother Toad.
You are young, but are smarter than your kin and peers, having mastered command of your essence. And with it a few techniques to manipulate the very fabric of reality.
There are some who claim you are doomed to come to a no-good end, but you know better. You have wanderlust in your heart, and you desire to see new things. To go beyond the horizons of the realm ruled by Grandmother Toad, the greatest of heresy, some say.
It is a brand new day, and you find yourself at a loss, having awoken and traveled once more beyond the yond; where the lily pads no longer cover the surface of the water. An endless expanse of water greets you.
[X] What do?
[X] Continue On!
And you continue onwards, for adventure rests in your heart and yearns to venture further. Ever further.
And thus you swim away from the safety of the lily pads and into the endless pond of water.
Deep beneath the water, far below your ability to safely reach, you can see earth and mud with moving shadows darting in the shadows.
You are fairly certain they are fishes such as that which Grandmother Toad sups upon, but the distance and their deceptive sizes indicate that they might be worryingly large.
[X] What do?
[X] Roll Perception + Awareness and Intelligence + Occult!
As you swim onwards, hunger strikes you and and you look downwards, for you do not see any flys or insects in the air... but you DO see some small swimming things in the water beneath you. Small enough to feast on, they appear to be water insects.
And thus you dive downwards... trusting in your lungs being able to hold air for some time. At least long enough to dive deep enough.
There is a glimmer of green behind you.
Turning about in the water, you catch sight of a green oval in the water before you.
You have heard vague rumors of such a thing. It is said that those who enter the portal will never return as they were. Indeed, that most never return. But those who do...
Those who do return speak of a different world. Where one is contracted with a partner, to travel amongst ones known as humans.
Is there any actual need to decide?
[X] What do?
[X] Enter the portal!
You enter the portal...
And the world twists about you... and the sun shines once more upon you, and you are no longer on water but on land and some sort of non-lily plants.
An immense figure stands before you, waving something in the air before tapping you on your forehead.
There is a brief moment of pain, and as you gaze at She Who Summoned You. You realize that you know her and trust her. That she is Montmorency Margarita la Fere de Montmorency, more than that, you know that she is your partner and mistress.
You hop on to her lowered hands and are brought up to a level where you can see the kin of Montmorency. Naturally, you make sure not to secrete poison on your skin.
You even see a pink one step forward to perform a summoning. But surprise and curiosity blossoms in your mistress' heart.
And you peer at the pink one as essence surges in your heart in reaction to the puissance unleashed by the pink one.
[X] What do?
[X] Keep watching! Spend essence only when necessary!
The impression of what is summoned is... yellow. Endless variations of yellow. Bright enough that it inverts to darkness, and only in its shadows can the hue be even seen beneath the light of the sun.
It looks like a kin of Montmorency, but it is also Yellow. More importantly, the smile, that bow as it lowered its upper body at the pink one. It carries a trace of mockery and yet... that flash of invory teeth. This was a dangerous predator.
And thus, you spend precious motes to form the mudra of awareness and sublime wind. [1 mote is spent on Measure the Wind!]
You feel the vibrations of reality upon your skin, your eyes sharpen to take in details of the Yellow one. You open your mouth to taste the essence that waffles off of it.
And you KNOW.
This was an extremely dangerous predator. One who fed upon souls and dreams, and whose development of essence was disturbingly great.
This was a being easily an equal if not superior to Grandmother Toad.
[X] What do?
[X] Scene fade to black!
