As you tend the tree, it begins to perk up, and magic begins to swirl around the sapling and you. The magic fills you, bringing with it pure light and joy. Your body begins to glow, the blessing of magic infusing you momentarily before it flows out of you, a golden light entering the tree. The essence of the magic within the world seems to gather, infusing the tree with its glowing golden light. Before your eyes the tree begins to grow, branches spreading and the trunk thickening. It is as if a hundred years of growth infuse it, along with the magic, as leaves grow and shed, endless cycles of years passing in mere moments. For a moment, the magic fills the area completely, a quite noticeable presence. It's as if all the threads of fate led to this point, this moment, blessing the brave Quirlicorns like yourself who put aside their own needs to help the deities, to help your world.
The tree's growth slows, reaching its final stage. Before you where a sapling once stood, choked by dark magic, is now a fully grown and impressive Sacred Dew Tree. The tree's branches sway slightly in a gentle breeze, and a single dew falls to your hooves, not like any seen before.
The Deities gathered around the Sacred Dew Tree, or rather, the original Sacred Dew Tree. The discussion over the Dark Artifacts had progressed little, no Deity truly knowing what to make of the strange objects.
But the discussion came to a halt as magic rushed around them, their full power returning. Gasps of awe came, and murmurs of shock, as magic swelled, and the original Tree began to glow, shimmering light racing up its trunk, over its branches, and through its leaves.
"Magic is back," Frysil sang, his eyes glittering with awe. "Back in full force!"
Anevay stomped a hoof. "Finally!" she said, with a huff. Keir agreed with a snort of his own.
Jagmeet nodded in agreement. He was a lot more contained in his excitement, as was Haukea, but both of their eyes held that same shine of joy.
Aberfa was quieter about it, her expression a bit more troubled.
"It does seem to be so," Zahavah said, gazing up at the tree.
A moment of silence fell over the gathered Deities as they stood in wonder of the free-flowing magic.
"We must reward our helpers," Jagmeet said, and the others nodded.
"I shall keep watch over these Dark Artifacts, and study them further. Go, and attend to your heroes," Zahavah said, and the Deities nodded and dispersed.
The master of shadows and swamp passed through the land as a silent shadowed breeze, heading for where he had left his Quirlicorn servants... er helpers. The return of magic had made the Swamp Deity less cranky, but also quite happy to get back to his regularly scheduled shenanigans.
He couldn't help but hope that Gluttony hadn't eaten the tree or the other Quirlicorn. That was not quite the mess he was hoping to clean up today, nor did he feel like having to explain that to anyone.
But thankfully Keir found that both Quirlicorns were still alive and the tree.....
Oh my. Keir hadn't known what to expect when he got back, probably a few more months of having to treat the tree and take care of it and he certainly wasn't a gardener. But instead, a fully grown Sacred Dew Tree stood where the sapling had.
"What on earth did you give that thing?" Keir said, appearing from the shadows between the two mares.
"I uh, gave it a goose," Shadow said, startled by the sudden appearance of the swamp Deity.
"I pooped on it!" Gluttony said with a grin.
Keir looked between the two, and if he had eyebrows they would have been raised sky high.
"Ohhkay then," Keir shook his head, then noticed the fallen dews.
"And what...?" Keir moved closer, inspecting them, a rattle coming from his throat as he did.
"Congratulations, the tree appreciates your work," Keir said, gesturing to the dews. "These are Dews that contain raw swamp magic. And the other deities have agreed that we are to gift you as well."
Gluttony's stomach rumbled and she looked around as if expecting that her gift was a feast, Shadow taking a slight step away from her.
"What kind of gift?" Shadow asked.
"Magic. Gluttony, for your work," Keir began, giving a bit of a skull faced stare at the mare. "You are gifted with the magic of Disarming Voice. It will allow you to put other creatures at ease, relaxing them in your presence."
"So... I can hunt easier?" Gluttony said, tilting her head. "More food?"
Keir sighed slightly but nodded. "More food," he confirmed.
Gluttony gave a grin that was probably the last thing many animals saw.
"And Shadow, you are gifted with the magic of Animal Investigation. You can read the minds of animals without them sensing your presence," Keir said, and Shadow nodded in thanks.
A shadow seemed to swirl around the two Quirlicorns, laced with magic, before it settled into their skin, their beings.
"Thank you, from all the deities," Keir said, disappearing into the shadows almost as quickly as he came, his haunting laugh following.
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The tree's growth slows, reaching its final stage. Before you where a sapling once stood, choked by dark magic, is now a fully grown and impressive Sacred Dew Tree. The tree's branches sway slightly in a gentle breeze, and a single dew falls to your hooves, not like any seen before.
The Deities gathered around the Sacred Dew Tree, or rather, the original Sacred Dew Tree. The discussion over the Dark Artifacts had progressed little, no Deity truly knowing what to make of the strange objects.
But the discussion came to a halt as magic rushed around them, their full power returning. Gasps of awe came, and murmurs of shock, as magic swelled, and the original Tree began to glow, shimmering light racing up its trunk, over its branches, and through its leaves.
"Magic is back," Frysil sang, his eyes glittering with awe. "Back in full force!"
Anevay stomped a hoof. "Finally!" she said, with a huff. Keir agreed with a snort of his own.
Jagmeet nodded in agreement. He was a lot more contained in his excitement, as was Haukea, but both of their eyes held that same shine of joy.
Aberfa was quieter about it, her expression a bit more troubled.
"It does seem to be so," Zahavah said, gazing up at the tree.
A moment of silence fell over the gathered Deities as they stood in wonder of the free-flowing magic.
"We must reward our helpers," Jagmeet said, and the others nodded.
"I shall keep watch over these Dark Artifacts, and study them further. Go, and attend to your heroes," Zahavah said, and the Deities nodded and dispersed.
The master of shadows and swamp passed through the land as a silent shadowed breeze, heading for where he had left his Quirlicorn servants... er helpers. The return of magic had made the Swamp Deity less cranky, but also quite happy to get back to his regularly scheduled shenanigans.
He couldn't help but hope that Gluttony hadn't eaten the tree or the other Quirlicorn. That was not quite the mess he was hoping to clean up today, nor did he feel like having to explain that to anyone.
But thankfully Keir found that both Quirlicorns were still alive and the tree.....
Oh my. Keir hadn't known what to expect when he got back, probably a few more months of having to treat the tree and take care of it and he certainly wasn't a gardener. But instead, a fully grown Sacred Dew Tree stood where the sapling had.
"What on earth did you give that thing?" Keir said, appearing from the shadows between the two mares.
"I uh, gave it a goose," Shadow said, startled by the sudden appearance of the swamp Deity.
"I pooped on it!" Gluttony said with a grin.
Keir looked between the two, and if he had eyebrows they would have been raised sky high.
"Ohhkay then," Keir shook his head, then noticed the fallen dews.
"And what...?" Keir moved closer, inspecting them, a rattle coming from his throat as he did.
"Congratulations, the tree appreciates your work," Keir said, gesturing to the dews. "These are Dews that contain raw swamp magic. And the other deities have agreed that we are to gift you as well."
Gluttony's stomach rumbled and she looked around as if expecting that her gift was a feast, Shadow taking a slight step away from her.
"What kind of gift?" Shadow asked.
"Magic. Gluttony, for your work," Keir began, giving a bit of a skull faced stare at the mare. "You are gifted with the magic of Disarming Voice. It will allow you to put other creatures at ease, relaxing them in your presence."
"So... I can hunt easier?" Gluttony said, tilting her head. "More food?"
Keir sighed slightly but nodded. "More food," he confirmed.
Gluttony gave a grin that was probably the last thing many animals saw.
"And Shadow, you are gifted with the magic of Animal Investigation. You can read the minds of animals without them sensing your presence," Keir said, and Shadow nodded in thanks.
A shadow seemed to swirl around the two Quirlicorns, laced with magic, before it settled into their skin, their beings.
"Thank you, from all the deities," Keir said, disappearing into the shadows almost as quickly as he came, his haunting laugh following.
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