The very air around the geyser seemed darker, as if light failed to pass through it. It constantly shot into the air, high over the treetops, gushing forth an endless stream of thick, oily, shadow that slowly fell back to the ground. Thick, choking brambles grew all about, with thorns as long as her arm. It sat there in a clearing created by the force of its eruption. Nimbulo then either alerted Yaki on the surface of the Moonlands, or else organized an Arderian strike force to drop from the clouds and deal with the invaders from the Core.īut they could do nothing about the geyser. Whenever Ora or another scout spotted one, they used a mirrored lens to signal the nearest Arderian cloud city. Vile creatures crawled or oozed or lumbered across the thorn-infested ground, inflicting random destruction and causing fear. Ora saw all sorts of things, things that had been spat out of the geyser. Normally it was rather difficult to scout the great forest of Naroom, but the shadow geyser had killed off all the leaves, leaving the sickened trees naked and allowing the Arderians to see the forest floor. She and the other Arderians had been at this since the contest, keeping tabs on the forest and the geyser, and looking for anything out of the ordinary. Ora swept around the shadow geyser in a search pattern, scanning the forest below for any changes. Motash and her followers had lingered at Vash Naroom and done what they could to comfort folks, but then they, too, had gone home. Everyone assumed they had simply retired to their deeps. No one had seen them since Tryn's trickery had been revealed. Of the Orothe delegation, nothing was known. The Naroomese remained moody and distressed, with Orwin sick and Evu and Tryn unaccounted for. Without their leader, the Magi from Cald had retired back to their volcanoes, setting several fires and picking several fights on the way. Since that day, tensions had remained high. That's why many of the Moonlanders thought the Arderians were so wise. With their combined magic, Barak had managed to force his way into the geyser before the mysterious portal had closed up. Orwin had protested, of course, but his words fell of deaf ears, and the delegation from Cald charged the geyser. As expected, Barak and the Calders had gone ballistic, accusing Naroom of rigging the entire affair to distract the other regions while they gained all the glory for themselves. Tryn had led Evu away into the shadow geyser just as the final rounds of the contest were to be fought. It had been several days since the ill-fated contest.
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