[ a hand, and the hand is connected to an arm, a torso, and look at that, a whole person. a severely disfigured person, who's had fungal branches grow across the upper half of her head, and as Cas pulls her free from the altar, her breathing becomes labored and painful. the expansion of her ribs and rise of her chest falls into sync with the pulsing rhythm of the surrounding vines, and Cas pauses in pulling her free. ]
She may be tied to a, uh, a life force of the altar. You see the pulsing? [ The angel signals Jayden to come closer with a jerk of his head, help him keep this woman from falling out and busting her fungal skull on the ground. Glancing over his shoulder, Cas scans the crowd for a familiar face that might have insight, or at least a better guess at how to handle this. his eyes settle on Istredd.
Their last few collaborations ended in releasing an old world horror upon the realm of the living once more. Though, it did offer the other opportunity to escape. hopefully istredd still holds a good opinion of him, after all that. ]
Istredd! A moment, please? [ calls the familiar face holding up half the body of a mushroom headed women hanging out of the blood and viscera filled maw of a occult, nightmare alter. ]
altar investigation; castiel, jayden, istredd, urianger
[ a hand, and the hand is connected to an arm, a torso, and look at that, a whole person. a severely disfigured person, who's had fungal branches grow across the upper half of her head, and as Cas pulls her free from the altar, her breathing becomes labored and painful. the expansion of her ribs and rise of her chest falls into sync with the pulsing rhythm of the surrounding vines, and Cas pauses in pulling her free. ]
She may be tied to a, uh, a life force of the altar. You see the pulsing? [ The angel signals Jayden to come closer with a jerk of his head, help him keep this woman from falling out and busting her fungal skull on the ground. Glancing over his shoulder, Cas scans the crowd for a familiar face that might have insight, or at least a better guess at how to handle this. his eyes settle on Istredd.
Their last few collaborations ended in releasing an old world horror upon the realm of the living once more. Though, it did offer the other opportunity to escape. hopefully istredd still holds a good opinion of him, after all that. ]
Istredd! A moment, please? [ calls the familiar face holding up half the body of a mushroom headed women hanging out of the blood and viscera filled maw of a occult, nightmare alter. ]