Druid
The other two uniforms disappear as you touch the button for the Druid class, leaving only the hooded green robe and gnarled wooden staff available for yourself. You take the staff first, which despite looking somewhat brittle and old feels firm and as solid as steel in your hands. Putting the staff back down gently, you slide into the comfortable, roomy robes. The hood slips down over your eyes as you don it, temporarily blocking your vision before you’re able to fold it back.
A small yelp escapes you when you can see again as you realize someone new has arrived. A wolf, a normal one, is sitting in front of you. Its silver fur seems to almost glow in the moonlight as it looks you over with an almost quizzical look on its face. After getting over your shock and realizing it doesn’t seem to be ready to attack, you gingerly reach out a hand toward it. The wolf shows no objection to you gently stroking its head.
She will help you on your quest. She will fight with you, protect you, and allow you to see what she sees, hear what she hears.
That strange voice speaks again, though it does seem to be right about this wolf. She follows alongside you as you start to walk, eager to explore both this mysterious forest and what other powers you may possess...
Written by LunaMoonstone on 27 October 2017
The end (for now)