Ok, so you're in the darkness. Great. Good job. You made it out of the cave. For what? So you could run through the snow and the blackness? So you could find your god forsaken beach and eat up all the locoweed you manage? Great work, because you're clearly not going anyway. Looks like you realized that there are monsters in the woods, in the land, everywhere. After all, didn't you attack some perfectly reasonable friend of yours because his skin got grazed by teeth. What are you thinking, out here in the blackness? You don't even know. But something catches your eye- something decidedly unmonster-like. And if you were high you wouldn't give one flying fuck, but this whole getting sober thing has really fucked with your mind. And you find yourself.... curious? Hell if you've known that emotion in ages. At least if it does turn out to be a monster you'll be coherent enough to attack it. Might as well deal some damage if you're going to go down.

Anyway, so in all your brilliance you decide to head towards the movement- because why the hell not. If you're going to be out here, and not actually make it to the beach, you might as well be doing something. And since you weren't exactly sure what you were heading towards, you guess it's pretty good that whatever you're moving towards says something, because there's no way in hell you would have figured it out any other way. But that voice... you know that voice. And that tone, that nasty, snarly, horrible tone that fills the blackness. You know that voice. And sure, it takes a while- yeah, a long while, but eventually... eventually it comes back. That tone. It's that weird-ass bitch with the tentacles. Perfect. And you don't even mean that sarcastically. You needed some fun. It's just icing on the cake that when you come up to her Man Spots is there too. Although...

“Aren't you a little slow to be out here with just her to watch you?” And no, you don't mean slow of body. You couldn't care less what speed he runs at. You mean slow of head. Like that time you told him to attack the alien girl and he dumped you in the ocean? Yeah. Vamoose wasn't really the smartest stallion back then, you can't imagine he got any smarter in the last like.... few months. And it's not like you have a motherly side, you don't give one flying fuck if gets eaten out here or not but... it's that curiosity thing again. Weird.

So anyways, this might not have actually gone too bad, this whole meeting thing, but then something weird happens. Well, not weird- more like annoying. You're really over this whole 'having a boggart' thing. Your little wisp of a companion, who you had so nicely locked up in your shoulder bag, conveniently escapes her leather prison. And while she's whipping over towards the alien girl, you get little glimpses into her mind- all she's thinking about is laughter and mischief. And to be honest, you kind of chuckle too. Because why the hell not. Ok. So maybe she's not so bad after all.

As the little thing gets in front of the zappy girl- or at least where she was half a second ago- the boggart morphs. It's an image you've never seen before, but you're kind of getting used to it. She somehow always knows what everyone is will react to. You kind of wish you had that power. But anyway, she becomes an image of one of the wraiths- that much you can see- with wings and limbs tipped in gold. You don't recognize her- but Tentacles certainly will. It's Ranjiri. Gods help you if Roskuld actually sees the thing- because you're going to be in for a world of hurt.

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