Deathvenian Maze

“Where are we-” “Shush.” “But-” “Shush.” “Nyssi-” “SHUSH.” Between the four Decaylings, they were all being very stealthy, but none of them knew where they were really going. Tenuk had done exactly what Thassalin had told him to do, by keeping his lungs clear, and this meant he’d woken up rather quickly. But he and … Read more

Trial Betrayed

“Why is everything not moving?” Kayel asked as he staggered to his feet. “Don’t talk. Listen.” Thassalin was already upright, but he had turned back into his old pink Thraki form and was standing, wings apart, between the Decaylings and the colossal shadowy being before them. The other Decaylings weren’t all quite upright yet, but … Read more

Metal Walls

“Hm, we seem to have created a large wall…” All things considered, the eight Decaylings were doing fine. They were a little tired, but Nyssi making bets on who could kill the most Voidborns was keeping their spirits somewhat high. However, the corpses were starting to pile up, and it was getting harder and harder … Read more

Delayed Start

“Stop the Source, or Perish.” The eight Decaylings all huddled round a small, holographic message that had appeared in the ground. On it was the basis of their trial. Right now, the lot of them were in a strange, metallic landscape. At first glance, the location seemed like a ruined temple, with broken pillars and … Read more

Adding New Branches

“I think they are trying to throw off my branches…” No one had really said anything for a while. While most of the Decaylings were asleep, both Nyssi and Thassalin had decided to join Ret and Kuta on the beach. The two Rethans had been somewhat camping outside, spending their time eating s’mores, and Nyssi … Read more

Decayling Insecurities and Plans

“Alright! Team meeting!” Nyssi had dragged everyone into the room that the higher up folks were using as a classroom. Gathered around were all eight Decaylings, some of them more anxious than others. “What do you need, Nyssi?” Kuta immediately asked, watching as Kayel and Ret pushed tables together, making a vaguely circular shape. “I … Read more

More Reassurances

“You’re struggling.” Phovoula tried to sigh to herself, but couldn’t actually exhale. Or inhale. Currently, Phovoula was standing in front of a mirror in the public bathroom and shower room, staring at her reflection. “I am, yes.” With an odd click, Phovoula turned to see who was talking to her. It was Phovos, Phovoula’s old-universe … Read more