He grimaced and after a moment tried opening a link.

Nic twitched a little at first, but then calmed himself.

Somewhere nearby, Spot investigated a bush.


A heartbeat later, Nic says, "Oh, cool. Yeah, I can hear you just fine."

Kaden glanced over and squinted in thought, "So all those horrible things? That's what you see when danger is getting close? But that's not what attacked us."

"What do you mean? It was some huge alien thing that spewed stuff which chewed up poor Frank, wasn't it? I only saw it after you all killed it. How did it get all frozen, anyway?"




OOC: It's the Mental power Precognition, and how useful it could actually be for you to use telepathy on me when I'm passed out from a vision is up to the GM. Our Mutant Lord hasn't given me any of this content, I'm just making stuff up about how your power would interact with my mental powers.
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Stylus walked near the centre of the group ... afraid of what might attack them next.

The 'predatory' types in the group could likely smell his fear;  he smelt prey to them, and even more so now that he was uncomfortable, nervous, scared.

But he was even more freaked out by hearing the conversation between Nic and Kaden.   There was something in that talk that really bothered him.

Mawr was of a singular mindset at the moment, so he wasn't really paying attention to Nic.

Kaden shrugged, "Uh, I think maybe your dog did that. I'm not sure. It happened pretty fast, even for me. But that thing was all metal and stuff. Not a creature. And there were no flying mouths."

Piecemeal seems to think on the question proposed to them. High pitched muttering as they ponder their words. "We just are. We became aware in home," they move the thick bark out and around giving the vague outline of a log before reshuffling the pieces back into their body. "We are always home and yet not." The chorus of voices mutter, the creature's eyes are focused on the bear. "Why are your homes not with you?"

It hears some of the conversation and they all "ooo" in unison. "We also see you all ahead. That's how we found you." Another ball of tendrils falls off Piecemeal with a muted cry before laying on the dirt, not moving.
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Abbi looked as if she were about to answer, when she suddenly gasped and her eyes went wide.

There in the forest, evidence of the strange metal dog's earlier rampages remained.

Kaden stared at the remains for a moment, then raised his bow and glanced around the forest nervously, "I don't wanna become food for something else."

"I feel we should keep moving.  If this was the creature we encountered, we have nothing to fear, for now, but if it was something else, maybe we don't want to stay here?"

Stylus nodded in agreement with Mawr.
He was quickly realising that this 'adventure' wasn't the excitement he thought it was going to be.

And with that, the white mass of fur began moving down the trail.

And with that, the scared little man who was realising that he was in way over his head also began moving down the trail.

After a moment, Kaden hurried to follow the bear, eyes darting left and right, occasionally glancing back behind them.

With the party moving on at the pace of the shambling plant, Nic shouldn't have any trouble doubling back during his outriding to quickly loot the body (image has a small box on it), before going back to his outriding duties.

As the party moves past the shattered skeletons, they note that the injuries obvious on them are similar to the skeleton found under the tree... first by Sheldon, then later by the entire party, just before the robot 'dog' attacked.  They had holes punched in them, not unlike what happened to poor Frank...

Doubling back, Nic took the time to search the bodies.  They were long dead... not that he was an expert, but he'd guess they'd died before he was born.  Amongst the skeletons, he found a sealed metal box, and a strange mask with insectoid eyes and strange canisters on either side of the 'snout'. Both were easily portable, although the box was a bit heavy.

The plant man follows having little knowledge in the idea of looting bodies.

"Ooh! Box!"

The raccoon rubbed his paws eagerly.

"Whatsintheboxwhatsinthebox?"

"I dunno. It's sealed." Nic said, quickly making it disappear into his bag. "We'll take a look when we set up for the next meal. That's....dinner? Do you know what we're doing for dinner?"

Desi leans down to look at the mask without touching. Some of the weirdos who would fight in the ring would wear masks to make themselves look scary. It didn't really work. But this mask wasn't like those masks. "Look Abbi. What do you think it's for? Who would wear that?" 

Abbi frowned, her midnight-black features scrunching in thought.  "Maybe some kind of insect?" she guessed.  "It looks almost like a mosquito face."

She shrugged.  "There's no holes for breathing either.  Just tinted eye lenses."

"Hm. I could use tinted lenses. Daylight sucks." Desi squinted.  "Maybe the point of the mask is..not to breathe something bad? I've never seen an insect that big, but hey. Could happen, I guess."

Nic wordlessly offers the insectoid mask to Desi.

Desi glances up at Nic, but the light stings her eyes, so she squints and looks away.

"Sure. No problem.  We can look at it later."