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This place is a dangerous area that authentically radiates profound sadness, as well as malevolent confusion.

Upon entering, characters do not gain the benefits of a short or long rest, and cannot regain any resources for 1d4 days after entering. Characters must still sleep, however, or run the risk of becoming severely exhausted.

For either a short or long rest between the beginning of the forest to the end, characters must make a DC 13 WIS save and a DC 13 CHA save.

On a failure of the WIS save the lingering spirits rot the mind and body and characters fall deeply ill with a variety of symptoms.

On day one; 2d10 necrotic damage is taken at the end of a rest On day two-three; 3d10 necrotic damage is taken at the end of a rest On day four; 4d10 necrotic damage is taken at the end of a rest

On a failure of the CHA save the lingering entities will possess targets, causing a variety of manifestations

Possessions (d4 OR ask the target what they would like).

A minor manifestation of an entity occurs without damage. A minor manifestation of an entity occurs, causing restlessness and anxiety.

A moderate manifestation of an entity occurs, causing deepening anxiety, paranoia, and physical symptoms. Entities may scratch targets, leave bruising, or pull targets without regard for a targets' strength.

A moderate manifestation of an entity occurs, causing severe anxiety, racing thoughts, panic, and physical symptoms of severe illness. Entities can be seen by the target of the possession, and may appear horrific, grotesque, or even incur hallucinations of place and space. Entities might leave wounds on targets, rip out hair, bite, or claw.

“In a shocking development, Ienaga Kenzo, head of the Ienaga Legal Counsel, was killed this morning in a fatal car crash. Ienaga and his secretary were headed toward their workplace this morning when a driver collided directly into his vehicle, forcing them off the overpass and onto the road below. All three involved were killed on impact.

The driver of the colliding vehicle, Kawabara Sugita, was a 42-year-old office worker with a history of depression, with no apparent ties to Ienaga. While some are questioning this to be an extreme act of suicide, foul play is suspected, as Ienaga had been staving off local companies with ties to the Nakamura-kai from development in the area.

Further suspicion of foul play was solidified as Kawabara’s vehicle was searched, and a paper note found in his glove compartment. Reportedly, the note reads little more than ‘Regards from the White Crow.’ Currently, nothing is known as to what this may mean or indicate for the case.

We will keep you up to date as more develops on this story.”

Sitting at the bar, Satake watches the screen attentively, sipping away at a drink as he twirls yet another paper umbrella betwixt his fingers.

now if you have a problem with what a blog that isn’t mine is writing? maybe talk to them about it, and don’t try spreading gossip to get other people to drop them, especially not when you’re hiding behind anonymous. it also appears from the way you phrased things (and i could be wrong) that you don’t even write with that blog, so maybe go ask them about the things you take issue with. or better yet? just block and move on. that’s the miracle of the internet. if you don’t want to see it, don’t. but i can’t do anything about that, and i certainly don’t want to make an issue of writing with someone i happen to like writing with.

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         In usual fashion, Satake was found sitting within one of his usual cafe haunts  laptop open and textbook right beside. He’d zoned out from all the noise by now, but it was all too sudden that the sound of the TV pulled him back-- painfully wrenched, more like.

          “...local schoolteacher Kubota Hideyoshi was recently acquitted and released after ten long years of imprisonment. Having been found guilty for the death of student Nagatani Yuka, Kubota’s judgement was recently found faulty and overturned on basis of circumstantial evidence. A re-investigation will be...”

          Whatever task had been at hand now screeched to a halt. Satake’s expression remained unreadable, eyes locked onto the screen as the newswoman spoke, the cafe’s bustle and clamor now having dissolved to static. That usual grin bore at all times, wiped clean. The shattered remnants of composure were all that kept his feet from outright dashing to the door, a panicked animal.

          Instead Satake took a breath, tore his eyes from the screen, and blocked it out entirely. It was with a direct, collected sort of calm that the laptop was snapped shut and slid into his bag, textbook following suit. Now free to go his retreat was brisk, heading out the door with unfocused eyes, unfocused pace.