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By Thursday, the blasted heath had officially spread past the camp grounds. It tainted the trees all over the preserve now, causing them to sway by themselves without a breeze. The grass near the site of the rock itself had greyed further, and crumbled when stepped upon.

A pool full of furry fish had gone corrupt, and the creatures within now more closely resembled grotesque hammerhead sharks with shaggy hides, deadly and threatening. The spreading taint spawned more and more twisted monsters; the teal deer who had survived past the initial few days looked far more monster than deer.

And still, the heath hungered.

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James noticed the changes to the grounds, and decided to investigate further. His 'bump of trouble' had been acting up the past few days, and he was on edge, tense from the feeling.

Monsters attacking him did not help the feeling. He was quicker than they, his rapier keeping the distance.

Karla hadn't stepped foot outside the dorms since Monday and doing so today had been a real shock. Sure, the radio had mentioned something about the area of affected land but she hadn't been expecting it to feel like this. The dorms were a decent distance away from the campground, but she could still feel the land reacting to the...whatever the Hell was happening.

It was like that image of the creeping fungus she'd had on Monday; something dank and nasty and dead leeching away the health and goodness in the soil.

Clearly, this could not be allowed to continue. She was a Queen, dammit. A land-Healer. If she could do so, she had to at least try.

Not that she was going to go to the campgrounds. That would just be stupid. But here, at the edge of the Preserve, that was close enough to work, right?

[Open for hungry monsters and/or people who'd like to yell at her for being an idiot!]

Normally, the thing that had once been a teal deer would probably have been happy to see Karla. Now, the corruption had made hunger its only concern, and the creature stalked closer, to see if she was going to stay still or not.

Karla was a little busy staring at the ground and muttering, "C'mon, c'mon...just respond already!" to really notice she had company. She had cut her palm to bleed onto the ground and give her Craft an extra boost, but so far the land was ignoring her attempts to Heal it as stubbornly as Warren had.

Stupid non-responsive evil plagues that didn't do the decent thing. What the Hell was up with that?

The blood was only making the creature more ravenous as the smell grew stronger the closer it got. A low screeching noise escaped from it as it watched her, seeking out her weakest point.

Okay, Karla was kind of involved in what she was doing, but a screech was enough to draw her attention.

...Over to the big, weird-looking nasty that was looking at her like she was wearing a neon sign that said 'BUFFET.'

Oh. That was not good. That was very not good.

"Easy, easy," she said, slowly standing up. And calling up her shields because--why the Hell hadn't she had her shields up this whole time? She was a moron that's why! "We can be friends. No reason to go all crazy now."

It shook it's head, as though there were still antlers there, digging into the ground with one deformed foot. It didn't want friends, Karla. It just wanted to see if the rest of your blood was as nice as what was on the ground.

First step? Charging at her. Did deer normally have teeth that large and pointy?

Noooo. Karla was almost positive that they didn't. That didn't stop it from coming at her, though, did it?

Karla shrieked and flung herself to the side just out of reach of the thing's antlers. Not the most graceful or dignified dodge, but it worked and that's what counted.

Maybe it would keep running into the trees and get distracted?

Only a little!

After slamming into a tree, the deer bellowed far too low and discordant to be natural. Then shook it's head to spin around and find that walking piece of flesh it had been after.

Nice. Not even interested in her for her mind. That hurt, beastie. Hurt Karla's feelings.

While the creature was slamming into a tree, Karla was reviewing her fairly limited options. She couldn't outrun it, that was for damn sure. Maybe if she airwalked a bit, but now this thing was too close to the dorms--and the noncombatants that were staying in there.

Okay, then. Kicking ass it would be. Karla called in her sticks--the bladed ones, not the practice sticks, and took up her stance. "Bring it."

Big words there, chickie-boo.

Circling around, the deer made another noise that we'll assume meant it was annoyed before charging once more. This time, keeping it's head low in order to bite at the small, blond girl thing.

And all that nummy, nummy meat just waiting for it... Mmmm.

This time, Karla's dodge was a lot less flaily. She waited until the last moment and then jumped up into the air, giving herself a boost with Craft. As the creature charged past her, she whipped her sticks down at its neck and the back of its head.

It bellowed again, twisting in place helplessly as it tried to bite at the human that was no longer there. Magic was totally cheating, Karla!

Stop cheating so much!

If you're not cheating, you're not trying, that was Karla's motto. Or, well, one of them. But if the creature didn't like her Craft-enhanced jump, how would he like this?

She slammed it once more, right in the face when it turned towards her and then followed that up with a blast of Sapphire power in between the eyes. "I am not your dinner!"

It stumbled forward, front legs collapsing beneath it. But that didn't stop it from snapping wildly out at her. Like a snake with it's head cut off, it didn't know just when to quit.

Karla was really not comfortable with how close that snap came to catching her, shielded or not. She slammed another blast of power into its head and used the bladed end of the stick to slice through its throat.

And when the creature had stopped shuddering, she lit the thing on fire with a gout of witchfire.

Someone was taking no chances, thanks much.

[And thank you!]

Zayne was out for a jog before finalizing some droid stuff at Goodvalor's today. He was careful, of course. He'd listened to radio, he knew there was some bad stuff happening. That's why he had his lightsaber. Still, the speed with which a... thing that vaguely resembled a deer was upon him was surprising.

He was knocked down when the sudden deer thing headbutted him. It then charged again, going in for a bite. Zayne grabbed his lightsaber from his belt, but didn't have time to flick it on and slice. Instead, he just used the weight of the hilt to add momentum to a backhand that sent the monstrous animal stumbling away.

"Well, that was easier than I expected," Zayne said, taking a look at his hand. "Eww." Apparently smacking a deer monster in the side of its open mouth would get drool on you. Well, lesson learned. Zayne got up and wiped the drool off on his pants before running back into town, maybe a little faster than he had been going earlier. You know. Just in case the deer thing came back.

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