On the splintered upper floor, Tarran heaves once, then convulses. The violet residue from the shattered chains burns through her belly like poison, and the smell of ozone and rot thickens around her.
She lurches against a broken beam. Floorboards crack beneath her claws. Below, in the collapsing dark, the Translucent Elder Apparition drifts upward, flickering brighter with cold certainty.
A Translucent Elder Apparition
You did not break the chains. You swallowed them. Judgment is inside you now.
The apparition’s gaze fixes on Tarran with grim finality as the violet stain spreads across her scales. The hall groans, but the greater danger is no longer the ruin around her.
A Translucent Elder Apparition
Let the beast learn what it has fed upon.
Tarran reels in the wreckage, sickness wringing through her massive frame while the ghost’s judgment hangs over her like a sentence already spoken.
✓ Quest Accepted
Shake off the violet poisoning
“If the apparition dissipates, will its poisonous magic also vanish with it?”
NO, BUT (Unlikely, rolled 39)
The apparition flickers and fades into the rafters, yet the violet poison remains anchored deep within Tarran's gut. The burning sensation does not abate, and the toxic residue continues to pulse through her veins with the same relentless intensity.
“Tarran starts eating anything and everything around her, wood, stone, anything. Feed the body, power it, outlast the poison.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Health, rolled -2)
Tarran drags her jaws across the nearest beam and chews. Splinters snap under her teeth, and she swallows the wreckage with a shuddering gulp.
She bites into broken stone from the collapsed wall, grinding it down as violet light gutters through her scales. The ache in her gut jerks, then loosens.
More floorboards vanish into her maw, then a chunk of plaster. Dust and bitter residue spill out with the meal, blackening the floor beneath her chin.
The sickness still bites back, but it stops climbing. Tarran forces down another mouthful of ruin, and the pulsing in her veins dulls to a harsh throb.
A violet flare leaks from the gap in the boards below, and the faint outline of the crumbling chalk charm catches in the rubble, cracked and half-buried.
Tarran
Stone.
Tarran’s body steadies at last, heavy but upright amid the wreckage. The poison remains in her, yet it no longer drives her toward collapse.
Quest Complete
Shake off the violet poisoning