<strong>Tagging:</strong>Group 2: Moxie and Xia<br/><br/>Indeed, no sign of Kyoko as far as Xia or Moxie can tell. Vine nibblings does not lead to much else than a rich taste of plant on Xia’s tongue, and perhaps an ease of mind? Moxie’s arrows probably help too. The herm dryad is quickly removed from battle into the embrace of a perverted oak, reduced to loud moans and cries until her throat too finds a phallic root thrusting into its depths. She won’t bother the adventurers anymore.<br/><br/>Only a single dryad remains. Moxie frees herself and cuts a path out of the small thicket of vines that had attempted to bind the party. She sees the last dryad, and she sees her. Over Moxie’s shoulder she sees Xia still restrained. Her head scans full 360-degrees. Her eyes widen in realization.<br/><br/>There’s no one else left. It’s one on one showdown. The dryad calls forth her magic, and swipes her hand towards the girls. A tall and thick obscuring brush rises from the ground in a half moon, blocking the sight and path to her. From the other side Moxie’s ears pick up sounds of her trusted companion. He signals a fleeing prey. The dryad is trying to run away! From the urgency of his calls she is quite fast, no doubt aided by the forest literally bending around her to allow passage.<br/><br/><strong>Xia and Moxie. The situation has flipped upside down. The female dryad now flees you. The herm is captured by a strange ancient oak (which you probably should not approach), and one male remains knocked out. A trail of clothes and gear from the forsaken adventuress still glimmers in the river and around the shore. It seems you may have a moment to breathe at ease, though how long will it last? What do you do?</strong><br/><br/>OOC: Since the characters are not giving chase right away I'll add some notes...<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/007/330/099/large/rahul-kasana-cover.jpg?1505375702)</div>Beneath the running water still  glimmers a bright pink heartbeat of a glowing gem near the fallen adventuress' backpack. Where she had finally succumbed to the curse lies an identical jewel, though with a dull purple hue that lacks life. The backpack itself is rather worn, but still a beautiful piece of craftsmanship, weaved together from flexible dark red bark of some unknown plant. Various pieces of adventuring gear spilling out from it are likewise not exactly from upstairs. They seem to be crafted from various parts and pieces likely found further down in Gaia's Anus. The pieces of clothes she had kicked off of herself are all tatters, unrecoverable as anything other than perhaps sneeze clothes.<br/><br/>The dog tag that broke from her neck has a portrait of a happily smiling young girl woman matching her likeness carved as an outline in the metal plate. Next to it reads her profession, treasure diver, and name, Carolina Hopkings. There is also of course the identification code. The discarded weapon that was left to lie stabbed in the moss a shortsword, a rather curious piece of work. The blade is a sharpened piece of stiff purple... bone? It is some sort of hard material. It has no hand guard, the blade simply stops and the shaft rounds into a nice pommel with soft leather wrapping around it.<br/><br/>Finally, in her backpack are the red stone tablets. Roughly the size of a book, and half as thick each, the two are cracked on one edge and a perfect match when attempted to put together. Around their edge runs a series of hieroglyphs that could be language or runes. The encircle a map of a tower. The top floor is described as a wide sprawling city that hangs above the clouds with a rather easy to recognize silhouette to it. There, the dotted line describes a route through various halls and rooms, leading past drawings of traps and creatures to a chamber with a solemnly frowning stone face. There are some words there as well with an arrow pointing to the face. Behind the face the dotted line takes a sharp turn downward, following some hidden path or elevator through the tower and descending with multiple entrances to leave the descent at different levels.<br/><br/>OOC:<br/>-Tablet map in two pieces, 1 weight.<br/>-Shortsword, 1 weight, close, precise (When the blade is licked it dulls and the whole shortsword rounds its edges and tip, turning into a long smooth dildo. It returns to a blade when the saliva (or other bodily fluids barring blood) are cleaned from the surface.)<br/>-Anus made backpack, increases carry limit by 2<br/>-Adventuring Gear, 3 uses, 1 weight<br/>-Dog Tag, C. Hopkings<br/>-Shard of Anus, ?? ??<br/>-A used Shard of Anus, ?? ??