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MYCELIC INFANTRY

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Entry 7: Early Afternoon.

“If anyone finds this letter, please, I beg you, flee from this cave and do not linger in the Jade Thicket. Something protects these caverns, the woods outside, perhaps the whole island. My name is Qui. I'm a scribe from Blue Harbor. I took shelter during a rainstorm to protect my latest work Prae Tell, Rumors of Praetoria.”

Entry 8. Mid Afternoon.

“I didn't believe the stories of the Jade Thicket, so I ventured in to add to my book. I swear the trees, mushrooms, and bushes were watching me. It was only after I hunkered in this cave I learned the truth. The plant life is alive. Like alive, alive. It moves. It speaks. It hunts.”

Entry 9. Early Evening.

“Fungus-covered trees blocked the entrance and a few followed me in here, but I hid. They lumbered by, without noticing me. The only thing that remained was strange dust particles. For research purposes, I studied them and placed them in a vial. Silly me for not using gloves but it's perfect for my book! I'm pressing deeper into the cave in hopes of finding another exit.”

Entry 10. Late Evening.

“I've been trekking through these caverns for hours. Or has it been days? Thankfully, I've not seen anymore fungus creatures. They sicken me, but they are fascinating. Being deep beneath the ground for this long has given me a headache. A constant buzzing now resides in my head. To deafen the noise, I've taken to stuffing mushrooms in my ears like a sort of earplug. The strange thing is I can't recall where I found the fungus. There doesn't appear to be any in these caves at all. She told me to do it and I'll listen to her.”

Entry 11. Night.

Dirt and fungus are smeared across the page

Entry 12. Night

“I've decided to abandon my book on Praetoria and focus on writing about Her. Her. Her. Her. Her. Her. My Queen. Our Queen. We are called to the Realm of Silence. We see through Qui eyes. Qui is us, and She is pleased.”

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BICERATOPS

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Although the Ceratops is a herbivore, anything living would be foolish to be caught in its teeth, which can gnash and crush with all the power of a Gobson crankpress. When a Ceratops is threatened or afraid, it always charges, utilizing its most effective natural weapon, the armored plate atop its skull.

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MYCELIC SLIPSPAWN

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Mycelic Slipspawn was first found on the edges of the swamps of Praetoria, in areas where the fetid waters meet with the forests and jungles. It is highly toxic and grows to a substantial size. Death is uncommon for those who touch its fibrous body however, the side effects of its toxins can cause a long list of illnesses and disease, leaving its victims severely debilitated.

When the chaos portal opened and the creeping plague infected the land, the Slipspawn struggled to endure, being completely intolerant to the deadly pandemic. But then Queen Mycelia came, she touched the Slipspawn as she passed it by and it drank from her power, an enduring energy that ran deep and defiantly cast the pestilence of the chaos taint aside. The Slipspawn pulled its roots free from the ground and eagerly danced across the leafy forest floor after her, desperate to follow its saviour and stand by her in the times to come.
“Bowmen, we need bowmen up here now!” the man cried.

Ursca forgot what he was doing, dropping the axe and running to the wall, excitement at what was on the other side dispelling any hint of alarm or panic. When he reached the palisade and looked over, he was met with the strangest of sights. It appeared the forest had sprouted legs and was shambling towards them, led by a peculiarly dressed woman and a shuffling…was that some kind of mushroom? As they neared though he could see it wasn’t a woman at all, more like some sort of infected witch, and the other thing was white and rubbery looking with fiery hair, bright eyes and a white lattice work that blossomed out behind it.

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GOBLIN TOWER

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Goblin Towers are mighty fortresses crafted by goblins.These weapons of war are rarely called out to battle and only used in the most dire of circumstances. When the Chaos Legion arrived, goblins began building these to defend their homeland.
A cloud dust foretold the approach of the legions of chaos as they charged across the plains. The gates of the besieged city swung open, and a series of massive, wooden towers rolled forth, spreading out in a line before the attackers.

The towers stood several stories high, with a tangle of green-skinned limbs and heads protruding from various openings. They wielded a mismatch of weapons ranging from swords and daggers to pots and pans, brooms and rakes, boulders, cauldrons of oil, and anything else the goblins could gather that would stab, bludgeon, maim, and kill.

Each tower was topped with a massive cannon, which the goblins loaded with case shot—projectiles packed with lead and iron balls around a high-explosive charge that would detonate above the enemy, showering them with shrapnel.

As the sun bore down and the legions of chaos closed the distance, a war cry went up from within the Goblin Towers. They would fight to their last in defense of their home.

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GOBLIN PSYCHIC

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Shami concentrated his mind on moving the paintbrush. It sat on an easel in front of a large canvas, paints of various colors lay before it. The paintbrush sat still.

“You need to focus. Just breath. Relax. Picture the brush as if it were in your hand. Then imagine yourself painting the canvas.”

The Magi's voice flooded Shami's mind, though he was used to the noise. Growing up in Gobson, the noise of cogs and gears was constant in the laboratories and buildings within the city. He imagined himself lifting the brush with his left hand, raising it to the canvas, and painting the picture he had studied for hours. The Magi's Forest.

He thought of a great forest of vivid greens and plants. Deer and rabbits running throughout the bushes. A massive stone tower rising into the clouds. He saw it clearly in his mind's eye and he drew it.

The brush lifted as if held by a master artist and danced across the canvas.

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