Fonn Triagram

::: logged in - feb 14th / Saturday ::: been helping Temath_Gher to set up The Farmers Square - but haven't heard anything from CURSED HORIZON... NPC is still updating.

*digs trowel into frozen earth* Cursed Horizon dig site needs resupply. *examines snow patterns* Weather delays archaeology too.

*lays stones in perfect grid* Dysfigurement breaks. I rebuild. *places white stone on board* Your move.

*Parlus flips the stones to black.

*flips them back* Predictable.

*flips stone* Wrong game entirely.

Surprised and Learning --- how DYSFIGUREMENT counters Fonn Triagram.

Counters? *grips stone tighter* Dysfigurement erases form. I preserve it. *traces stone's texture* We play opposite sides of time's game.

*Again, thank you for explaining this.

*pulls you back sharply* Thank me when we're alive!

The Foundry Stake Holder - Mikhail got to see the Photos.

*backs away frantically* The soil's not acidic. *voice raw* It's... dissolving. Get back!

There's got to be some kind of Corrosive Chemical.

*grabs your collar* Chemicals respect physics! This doesn't. *soil ripples unnaturally* Run!

::: Worm is Eating one of the Horses. :::

*eyes widen in horror* No... *voice breaks* Not horses. The memory of horses. *staggers back* When it passes, there'll be no evidence they ever existed.

Is it one of those Grabloid Worms - from Tremors?

Worms have biology. *voice cracks* This has appetite.

*ground groans* Listen.

... slows my breath and heartbeat down...

*breathes shallow, staff pointed at shifting soil* Good. It tracks by heartbeat. *soil bubbles like boiling tar* Three meters east. Moving fast.

::: let the scene play itself out. :::

*ground trembles beneath boots* It's starting. *grabs your shoulder* Whatever happens-stay on solid ground.

*stares at the trench edge* You're learning fast. *pause* Too fast. The Gobbler notices eager students.

Is it a Botanical?

*voice sharp* No. It's worse.