[ when you come to, you're standing in yet another maze, feet planted firmly on the ground, hand grasping the tumbleweed's shoulder.
howls and whispers permeate the fog, carrying with them a deep sense of dread. the sunflower coiled around your staff reveals some patches of ground, as well as the tumbleweed's newly-acquired black collar, but otherwise? it's almost impossible to tell what is up and what is down. ]
... Well. I gotta hand it to you, tumbleweed. When you said we'd need you for navigation, this isn't exactly what I had in mind. Trust the Workshop never to run out of ideas.
[ the kitten's laugh is humorless. if you shine the light to your left, you can make out his clawed hand on top of the tumbleweed's other shoulder. like the tumbleweed, he's no longer glowing. ]
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howls and whispers permeate the fog, carrying with them a deep sense of dread. the sunflower coiled around your staff reveals some patches of ground, as well as the tumbleweed's newly-acquired black collar, but otherwise? it's almost impossible to tell what is up and what is down. ]
... Well. I gotta hand it to you, tumbleweed. When you said we'd need you for navigation, this isn't exactly what I had in mind. Trust the Workshop never to run out of ideas.
[ the kitten's laugh is humorless. if you shine the light to your left, you can make out his clawed hand on top of the tumbleweed's other shoulder. like the tumbleweed, he's no longer glowing. ]
Good thing I put Sheep Fiend in the lighthouse.