Re: Dark Secrets (ranger) GMed by Ubberific
*Creaaak* there was hardly any need for assumptions where the sound originated. The heroines gut dropped as the cold winds picked up, seemingly enveloping the succubus, draining her life there and now. The chill was incomparable, even if the girl beared through the coldest crolian winters this was something else.
Jenny didn't see it, but she felt the presence slowly move through the stoves, it's shadow sliding past each booth. Before stopping near Jennys own, the familiar buzz from before rang-out in Jennys head seemingly removing all strength and thoughts from her. It just kept growing louder and louder, making the girls whole body churn though as Jenny almost felt faint. She heard the door close. The harvester turned around and went out.
Looking down it's own chill winds had lifted most of the dust up, destroying the groups tracks. For the time being they were safe. The chill winds disappearing.
Jenny heard a collapse from one of the stools and if she looked over, Riley was on her knees and one hand over her mouth. Thankfully she hadn't eaten or drank for quite some time...