The Violet Skies of Pa’Rill – SHELTER

An Interactive Adventure

Starring Milo Pulsar, Shaula Bluestar, and YOU

You are on page SHELTER.

(Return to page WATCHFUL)

You let out a deep breath you didn’t quite know you were holding, and turn back with relief to the light of the chamber where Milo and Tau wait.

“What took you so long? Milo looks up from inscribing runes onto the cavern floor. “I’ve got the warmth and light going, I was just about to set some wards against…”

Wordlessly, you hold up the tuft of dark fur.

Milo takes it from you and examines it with a frown. “Was this nearby?”

You nod. “Just down that tunnel,” you point. “About so high,” you gesture a little lower than your hip.

Milo nods thoughtfully. “Okay, here’s what I’ll do: I’ll set this last ward, run some divinations on this, then we all need to get some rest.”

You close your eyes in weariness; it’s exhausting, just being out of the starlight. “A plan,” you agree. “I’ll take a look at Tau, then.”

“Good,” Milo nods, absorbed once more into his warding work.

The splint Milo put on Tau’s wing was a good one, as they go, but it’s quite difficult to splint a wing; and even with help from the levitation wand, the tetrapteryx has had to walk on it just slightly too much. You brush your hand gently over the soft feathers, keeping your expression even and soothing despite the disturbing amount of swelling you can feel.

Tau whimpers; you place a hand on her head. And raising your face to the sky above- or rather, to where the sky would be, if you weren’t in this horrible cave- you sing.

The First Drawing Note is a long and low tone, and Tau shivers as it settles into her bones. You hold the note until the delicate wing-bones ring back true. Then, with a tiny push, you shift your voice a step higher, and the Second Drawing Note winds through the flesh and thin skin of the wing.

You’re about to shift into the Third, to draw out the heat of what may be an infection, when you realize that you are being roughly shaken. You let the note die, and open your eyes in annoyance. “What is it, Milo?” you ask, and are surprised at how husky and thin your voice sounds.

“Shaula, you starditz, you’re not in the black!” Milo scowls, but you can see the worry and fear in his eyes. “You’re eating yourself up!”

You blink, and the cave swims around you. “Oh,” you manage weakly. “Of course. I’ll just… I’ll just step out for a moment. I do feel a bit light headed.” Your blue luminescence is flickering slightly, like a candle flame.

Milo relaxes slightly. “If you wait maybe twenty minutes I can walk you up,” he offers. “I just want to test this fur you found.”

You consider his offer.

Choose one:

You never know what you’ll find out there. Better wait for Milo to come with you. (Turn to page MINKAR.)

The longer you wait, the closer those stormclouds get; and if they cover the sky, who knows when you’ll get to recharge next? (Turn to page PRAECIPULA.)

From SHELTER to...

  • Page PRAECIPULA (67%, 2 Votes)
  • Page MINKAR (33%, 1 Votes)

Total Voters: 3

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(What is this madness,  you ask? Read this blog post for more information.)

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