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  1. A wary face peeks down from the tree "Are you nice?"
  2. Stylan thinks about his options, and decides to go with the nicer one. He drops an apple behind the person below.
  3. Having drifted off, stylan startles awake, hearing crunching below. He looks down to see someone looking at a bush. He readies his verdant spores and makeshift club, waiting to see if the person would look up.
  4. The forest Stylan pondered how he would get a weapon. He didn't get one from the cornucopia, and now he was practically defenseless. He broke off a sizable branch next to him and looked at it distastefully. A sort of makeshift club or spear. It'll have to do.
  5. THE FOREST Stylan uses his sling as a pillow in the tree and eats an apple
  6. Stylan enters the forest, and climbs a tree to rest
  7. Dejected, Stylan heads for the forest
  8. Stylan decides to run back to the cornucopia to see if there are any weapons remaining, and to see if anyone is there.
  9. Stylan arrived again at the oasis, and circled it so he was behind it. He then dumped out his bottles of water in the brush and quietly filled them up in the oasis water. Then he creeped away again.
  10. ___

    Howdy

    Awesome!
  11. ___

    Howdy

    Hey! Nice to meet you! Currently I am a ookla, but normally I’m just mippo. What’s your hobbies?
  12. Hi everyone! I haven’t posted in here in a while.
  13. Stylan, now back in the maze, comes to a stop, regaining his wits. That oasis was the only source of fresh water he had seen. He looked back toward it, conflicted. Maybe he could sneak over and get some in his bottles? He began to slowly walk back, this time being careful and quiet.
  14. By this point, Stylan had begun to panic. He began to back away. "I don't know, I just don't want to die!" He turned and began to run.
  15. "Maybe, steal a spaceship? We could get off this terrible planet!"
  16. Stylan purses his lips. “What if we get out of here somehow?” he shouts. “With these zephyr and verdant spores, maybe we could get past the arena limits! I don’t want to die here.”
  17. Stylan cursed and pulls his vials of verdant and rosite spores and a bottle of water out of his pack. He then stood up warily. "I don't want to fight! I just want some clean water! The bottles are drugged."
  18. Quickly he ducked behind some dead trees, not without some rustling.
  19. Soon enough he began getting thirsty again. This maze didn't seem like it had been the right place to go. He kept going.
  20. He thought about it, then put the water back it his sling, deciding that it hadn't actually done any harm, and he would try to find another water source anyway.
  21. Stylan narrowed his eyes. He sniffed the water he had drunk suspiciously
  22. He backtracked a ways, peering at the ground and all around.
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