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Jan 18, 2013 -- 12:29AM, altimis wrote:

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Resting up from whatever happened in the temple, the group begins to open up slightly. More words are being spoken between you and you begin to bond in a way that you only can when your life is in danger. It's a strange bond, but a very powerful one.
Still, some decide to keep their distance, and still plan for the worse. They aren't against the group, but they just aren't as trusting as some others. They are still willing to help out, but they are also looking out for themselves.

While everyone is catching their breath and enjoying what peace they can, [ConfusedAsUsual] throws some dust into the wind. He covers his eyes and stares longingly into the air, before shrugging and resting again. [Mown] similarly distances himself investigating the bushes, the trees, the briarpatches. You swear you see him picking up some grass and eating it. Whatever his reasoning, he returns to the main camp satisfied with his results.

Meanwhile, most everyone resting procures some sort of charm, or amulet or other means of protection. For example:
[GeorgW] pulls out a small locket and whispers soothing ly to it.
[SilentTwin] shuffles through his pack for a tiny fragment of stone, before sliding it into his pocket. All this within his cloud of reminiscence.
[FiveMinuteCatNap] calmly alters and adjusts his robes.
[TPmanW] pulls out a fanciful charm full of the feet of his luckiest rabbits. Then is quickly covered in [magicpablo666]'s blood thanks to a giant sneeze. They laugh it off.
[Chintastica] dons a pair of fantastical gauntlets. Bright as the sun, light as a feather, sturdy as iron.

The group begins to ready themselve for the journey ahead. [theatog] quickly blesses the jungle in hopes of speedy travel

No one knows how long the sun will last, if it will last at all deep within the jungle.
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Your trek through the jungle was not as painful as it originally appeared. Whatever charm whomever has working, worked.

The tree seemed to brush aside easily despite their size, and long distance seemed to pass quickly. The sun even poked through in some areas, sending a golden ray of light to the jungle soil.

It is eeriely quiet in the jungle, unlike how Zendikar was before your journey into the temple. Despite your long journey the group has come across three, maybe four, birds. Nothing else. No people. No animals. No eldrazi (thankfully). Either a charm is working enormously well, or something is terribly wrong.

Unsure as to how long you spent in the jungle, you find yourselves in a large clearing. The clearing isn't as much a clearing as it is undergrowth, but what unnerves you is the fallen trees.
Within the clearing there are numerous fallen trees, but not a single stump. Also, the ground here seems darker than in other places, despite getting more sun?

In the distance, you can see the peak of a mountain rising above the canopy. You can only glimpse the top two inches (relative), but you see what appears to be another temple built into the side of the mountain.

Astonished, some of you poke around the clearing, others gawk at the temple they can barely see. Others still silently wait, ever cautious as to their surroundings.

The group paused for a moment too long, and now there is a choice it is clear.
Investigate the clearing, or go to the temple?
Whicever you choose you surely have few hours of daylight left, and who knows what happens to Zendikar at night?

"Something happened here," Kal Bed think to himself. "Something sinister. Something recent." Kal Bed slips his hedron fragment over his head, almost as a afterthought, as he kneels down and touches the ground gently with his right hand, missing a finger. "Speak, spirits, and show yourselves," he chants silently, over and over.

A cool breeze wafts through the clearing, and far away, cawing can be heard, as of a thousand birds, but as they approach, the numbers dwindle and only one remains as it touches down on Kal Bed right arm, nibbling the stump of his missing little finger. "Greetings, old friend," Kal Bed says to the black bird with bright blue eyes as he strokes its glistening feathers. "What happened here? Are we in danger?" The bird blinks once, twice, as if responding to the question as takes off, slowly circling the clearing. "Fly safe, old friend... and bring answers."

Soulfeather Crow --
Creature - Bird
Flying
Soulbond (You may pair this creature with another unpaired creature when either enters the battlefield. They remain paired for as long as you control both of them.)
As long as ~ is paired with another creature, each of those creatures have "Whenever ~ becomes the target of a spell or ability an opponent controls, you may search your library for a card and put it into your hand. If you do, shuffle your library."
The essence of yourself is reflected in those you surround yourself with.
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Action: Summon my spirit animal (1CC) and send it out to investigate the clearing and surroundings, while equipping my equipment (1).