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HP = 63, PP = 34, EP = 34, Status = Fine
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Perception: Kriss wins.
Kriss Roster hadn't seen a living soul for two days, so long had she wandered through the black mist. She had, luckily, packed enough food to get by, as she hadn't found anything edible among the foggy trees and bushes of the forest. Worry had begun to set in yesterday, and by now she was edging toward panic as yet another tree appeared out of the dark mist, through which the sun barely shined, looking like all the others she had seen. Had she been on track, she would have been in Judoras early this morning, but as it was, she began to wonder if she would ever get clear of this accursed fog. This was obviously no natural phenomenon, but up ahead, she saw something moving, and broke into a run toward it. Even if it was just some wild animal, knowing that something else was alive in here would be refreshing.
Suddenly, she broke through the black cloud, the presence of it receding from her senses feeling like a weight being lifted from her shoulders as its putrid, clinging wetness was gone in the blink of an eye. She found herself once more in a forest, and a quick glance behind her revealed more forest, not a trace of the fog she had been trapped in for the last two days. Strange. Turning back around, Kriss once more spotted movement, but the source of it was not at all what she had expected.
Up ahead of her a little ways, nestled among the trees, was another plant, much of it looking almost like a tree stump, flat and round and raised about three feet off the ground. In the center of it, a long tube rose up, ridges running all along its length, and a rounded tip that leaked a thick, blue syrup down its length. Around the plant, a long vine coiled and writhed, moving like a snake, and that vine ended in a large, golden flower. The flower was about as big around as a dinner plate, and funneled forward, and seemed to change directions constantly, as if it were looking for something. There was very little underbrush in this part of the forest, and the trees were all tall and looked to be mostly oak of pine. The strange plant was roughly forty feet ahead of her.
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