What the fuck is this shit? This is because I’m starting to see clearer in the other realms that layer over my house, isn’t it. If I wasn’t already nuts, I’d be a squirrel cache by now.
Quick notes. I reserve the right to nuke this post and wrap it up into a longer post later. Edit: Just added the last bits to the end of the list. This post is now sealed and no further edits will be made.
- David Many Tentacles, whose name sounded like “Du’yd”, has been removed from this plane. I don’t need to be in the Boneyard to call the Devouring Fire. This surprised some onlookers.
- Regulars and Irregulars put on notice. Keri is waking up to herself and will tolerate no shit. Some Irregulars left. As did a few Regulars. But most of those that remained acknowledged my claim over the house.
- Too bad I can’t draw. Giant spiders on the ceiling. Centipedes the size of snakes jostling with them for the best viewing spots. Former people in various stages of forgetting their human lives. Transplanted spirits that had slumbered since leaving their native lands but was waking up again. This house is packed with Folk that had found refuge. A lot more than I thought there were.
- Main reason for my notes. One of the Regulars. One that I have felt for decades but never saw until yesterday. He has two forms. One is a auroch like creature, undead, tattered hide draped over a skeleton, 5ft at the shoulder, fleshless skull with long nearly straight horns. The other is a rotund man, 5 ft at the shoulder, slacks, suspenders, short sleeve shirt, and his head planted firmly in his chest (not on his shoulders, and no neck either). In auroch mode, he acts as Regulars Enforcer. But in “human” mode, he kept trying to hold my hand like he was afraid. He can’t speak, only mumble. He totters around like a child in a man’s body. Of course, my initial instinct is to care for him, but I know looks are quite deceiving.
- Before I try for the Svartalf again, I wanted some answers about the shadowy figure that was lurking on me and the Shamblings. Taking advantage of the form the Shamblings taught me, and the fact they are a hive creature, I managed to tap into their collective knowledge without losing myself too much. Snake wasn’t too happy about it though, and reserved the right to gank my ass out of harm’s way. What I learned: The area around the boulder was petrified when the boulder was placed. Every thing in about a quarter mile radius of the boulder was turned to stone. Shamblings included. No warning. The guy in the shadows has been in the Forest of Shadows many times. Always passing through, never stops. They tried to eat him once. There is a petrified Shambling slowly eroding away into flakes of shale as a result. The shadow guy’s body is as hard as stone and does not “taste” like chicken human. They thought him no threat to hive or Weaver so they said nothing for the both times I saw him, or for the several times I did not see him. He has a “Do Not Confront” status with the Shamblings.
- I wanted to stick around and learn more, but Snake’s patience ran out. He pulled me free of the local hive mass, dragged me to a nearby river, and threw me in quite unceremoniously. As I sputtered and reformed myself into my human form, he poured several buckets of water over the local hive mass in gratitude for not trying to eat me in the midst of my folly.
So. Homework. I has it. Again. I understand the recently passed can present with the wounds that caused their death, or that they can present with how they perceived themselves. But why his head in his chest? And why the sudden upswing in activity in this house? Where did Eshoo run off to? Somebody has some explaining to do.
Edited To Add: Concerning the puzzle of the petrified forest, my shadowy stalker, and why I was kidnapped and held when I tried the “back door”, there is only one person left to ask. Tonight, I’ll be bringing goodies with me, like a polite visitor should. But I’m going to talk to him, face to face. Or bust.
-fin-