Avalon's Lot of FanTrolls

“Glow.” Hekate made a face, she often put the knowledge of that little detail far from mind, the look of it reminding her far too much of her lusus, but right now she couldn’t ignore that it would help. She took a breath as her body slowly illuminated with a white glow, revealing the features of her home.

“Is that better, Aristi? And don’t worry about it. It was kind of cute.” She pulled her thin lips into a wide grin, trying to lighten the mood as well as their surroundings. “Sorry I scared you.”

Hekate didn’t look at though she enjoyed the term, but then again as the party who had been skulking around in the shadows like some kind of monster, Aristi didn’t seem too bothered by it.  She squinted a bit as the glow came, and she nodded in response.

“I think my lusus grounded me, but everything is fine now… The snake… Yeah, the snake. That is Laukei’s.” Hekate smiled and moved toward Ariste, touching her cheek then linking arms with her.

“It isn’t that dark to me, I am sorry. You didn’t spot a glowing ball that makes your ears ring on your way in, did you?” She looked around, looking for any signs of her lusus, not wanting to expose Ariste to the orb of pain and bad manners. “We should probably go, just in case… She isn’t pleasant…”

“Laukei…. he lives in the boat I guess?”  She asked, standing firm as the other woman touched her.  If anything, she was still a bit skeeved after the sort of horror-show lead up she had been exposed to.

You’ll float too.  You’ll float too.  You’ll float too. You’ll float too. You’ll float too! You’ll float too! Y͞o͏u’ll ͡f͡loat ́to͢o!

Y͟o͢u'͟͝l͞͡l͞҉̴ ̵f̢͝l͢͠͡o̕͝ą͏t ͏̛t̢ơ͘ó̷̀!̀

Ỳo̧u'l̀͟l ̶̸f͢l̶͝o̵a̧t̕͏͏ t̢ò̀ò̡!

Y̸̭̲̼̞̟̘̩o̴u̶'̼̬̘̮̟̙̲͜l͈̞͖̙l͟ f̡̰̲̣l͔o̧͍̱͖a̛̜̲t ̗̜̜̜͜t̘̘o̳̱͕̱o̱̺̦̳̱̼!͍͠ Y͡ou'̨ll ̢f͞ĺo͝at t͜oo!͟ Y̵ͩ̾̏̍ǫ́̆̌̂ͣ̚̕u͑̍̄͛̋̊̏̾͜͟'͒ͪ̆̈ͩ̓̑͏͢l̴̇̅l̡̋̀ ̨͆ͧ͊ͯ̓̈ͬ̾f̢̐̏l̴̐͋̆̄͗̈́͛ǫ̴ͧ͂ͣ̉́̀ã̑͌̓͌̒̍ͪt̵͋ ̑ͯ̌̽͌͂̽́t̛ͤ̈͆ͤ̃͒ͮ͝ǫ͗̎ͨͦ͘͞oͭ̐͘!̛̎ͣ̈́ͪ̊̅ͥ͌

Y̔ͣo̞̫̫̎͑̈́͋ụ̝̗̣̯̇́ͬ͊̂̚'͔̝͉͔̺l̎̈́̽l ̻͜f̃̀l̖̱̲̹̝̮̆͢ọ͎̫̩͔́̑á̼̭͖̘͇̻̞ț̔͊̎̈̃̐͗̕ ̧ͫ̽ͤ̏t̺̭͐̈̏ͬ̅͛o̮̻̮̞̣ͮͥ̑̇̃̈̍ơ̱̺̣̌̋̽̉̌̃!͓͕̪͕̝͚̯ͣ̽͐̍ͣ

Y̒͛ͭͬ҉o͛̈́̈́̚͏͔u͇̘̞̥ͮͫͬ͗̇ͦ̌ͅ'͔̥̼̭̘͙̫͛̌l̴̤̪̤͔ͦͦ̂̑̅l̸̦̩̯̤̙̦̊̊̔͑̑ ̗̩̣͖͙̙̓̃̕ḟ͊̉͜l̯̭͚̯͉͚͋ͨ̽ͦ́ͥ͜ͅo͆̃̔͆a͊ͤ̊t̾ͯ҉̩̦̳̖̲ ̢͉̮͇͛ͬt́̅̓́̈͆͏̹̘̮̼͓o͆̋̾͋̇̅̐o̾̌̇͑͋!̠̠̠̤̬̙̳͌̾́͛̚̕

Y̶̷̺̻͙̬͉͇̆̅͜ͅO̊̿͒ͥ͆͒̅͑҉̤͕́Ù̴͖̹̯͉̅́͜'̈́̐̆҉͉͡Ḷ̛̲͇̱͈̖͓ͪͮ͐͊̂L̘͎͐ͤ͘͟ ͖͙͉̯̐ͣͧ̏ͭ͊ͬF̶̰̠̫̥͎̘̝̯̐͑ͪ̕͜Ļ̲̼͓͍̘͉̹̈́́̋̈̋ͪ̊ͨỌ͖͍̯͙́͐ͬẢ̴̼̣̺̳͓ͅT̺̝̐͋ͣ͑̾̈́̌͘ ̶̛͈̥ͦ͛ͯ͒͛̑ͤ́T̷̲̰̻̼͓̀ͤ͂̔́͡O̩̟͖ͨ̆̓̐͐̽̀O̥̗̦̫͗͑̍ͨ̈̀́̚ͅͅ!̧̱͍̪ͨ͆͋̃ͯ̎̄͂

Y͑ͬ͛͛ͦ̏͝Ȍ̥͒̌͟U̵̝̬ͦ͛̍͐'͕̖͉͖̣̭̅̓ͦ̎̉͛L̲L̆ͫ ̢̓F̬͕̌̐͡Lͯͨͯ́̏͛͑͡Oͧ͋͋ͣA̧̰̜̹̙̲͙ͧ̍͌̌̇̅T͇̻̱̜̭̀͆̒̓ͧ͌̚ ̥̜͍̮̘̅̃̔̿̿ͣT̩̟ͣͩ́OỌ̱̲͍͓̺͙̏̑̔ͪ!͎͔̲͇̇̄ͫ̓͋ͩ̾

Y̟̤̙̙̯͚̫͋ͯ̃O̦̞͖̹͕͌ͣ̅ͧͪͧ̑U̝̝̲͆͐̀͒̂̌'̤̲̙̰̿L̛̜͚͕̜̦̹̪Ļ͕̻͉̣͍ ̸̟̲̟̞̱͉ͅF̲̘̟ͨ̑͐ͫ̽̾̈́L̜͕̣͖ͬ͗́͒̇ͩ̚O̩̩͙̻̟̺̎ͅÄ̢̘̥̠͉̖̖́̎͂̃̊̀Ṭ̣̩̥̭͚̱̀ͤͤ̅̎͗̀ ̢͑T̪̱͗̇͜O̴͙͗͋̾̿̋̽̾O͚̖̱̜̺̐̃̐̂ͅ!͓̞̪̮̗͒̎ͤ͛ͭ͡

Y͍̙̖̳̙̤̮̯͗̆̒͋̍̏͜͟O̦͖͓͙̭̤͐̏ͭǓ̜̘̍ͫ̂́'͙̳̤̜̻͈̠̓͗ͣ͛͜L̘̯͍͕ͯ̾̌ͤͧ̊ͨ́L̵͎̮͎̙̤̻̑̇͆ͨ̀͜ ̶̧̳͔̣͔̌͋̾̌̀͝F̡̛͖͈͇̋ͬ̽L̎̃͂͋̌҉̸̯̣̭̘̹̬͖͜O̷̡̨̬͖̺̓̀ͨ̑̆̎̑Â̓͏̗̣̰͜͝T̨͉̳̩̻͔̟̤͗͛͌ͯͮ͊͆̓͝ ̜̯̇͐ͨ̽͂͋̍͆͘Ț̴̵̖̖͇̉̾̊ͧ̑́͐O͈̲̼̯̹̯̗̥ͫ͂̓͜͝O̻̭͍͔ͯͭͫ̎̒̈!͛̅͋̍ͩͥ̍̚͞҉̧͇̤̜̖̹̰͚͚͖

Y̷̔̾ͮ̍̑͒͏̬̜͎̼̭̫O̶̠̮̪̊̚U̵̠̼̱̳̠ͩͤ̑ͭ̄'̣̗̦͎̰͓͉̄͆ͅL͗͗҉̡̢̳̭̫̯̥̺L̥̟̜̖̖̰̈̇͘ͅͅͅ ̀͆ͤ̚͏̪̦̦͖̀͟ͅF̵̡͙̖̱̹̩̗̟̯̓̈ͫ́̇ͨ̔L̐̆͌̌ͨ̃͊̚҉͉̜̤̝̝̞O̥͙̲̼̖̪̭ͬ͐̓ͨ̀A̢̞̜ͫͪͦ̍͠T̲̗͇͑̔ͭ̈́͐ͫ̀͢ ̴̜̬̫͚̭̼́͐̄̄̏͂̀͢T̠̺͎͓̈́̔͛̈́ͤ̉͑͗ͧ͞͡Ö̵̠̯̰̠͎́̊͌ͫͦ̍̓ͅO̦̼̦̯̟̖̰͗!̏̅̏̌̏͒̈́̈ͯ͏͍̞͍̞̫̼͔̟

Y̶̛͖̰̠̳̒̊̄̍̀ͤͯͫͮͮ̽̏ͫ̓̈́̕O̴̻͕̻͇͔̬̠͖͍͔̙̼̥̯̝̾͆̈ͩ͆̾ͫ͋͗̇̌ͥ̐ͦͤ̓̀ͣ̀̚͟Ṳ̧̗̞͓͚̦̰̝̼͈̯ͤ͛̄ͮ͢'̸̧̛͖̦̦͂ͩ͗͋ͤ̂ͣͣ̅̚̕͝Ļ̢̑̐̆ͭ̀ͦ̏̅͊҉̛̺̪̝̻̠̺̼͖̘̺L̴̨̞̰̯̜͈̫̩͕͚͍̗̳̙͕̖͓͇ͬͬ̍̈́̾͆̐̆ͨ̓̉͗̂ͮ̇̍̋́͘͠ͅ ̴̱͔̥̼̖̹͙̩̟̪̣͚̜̘̖̻̮̼̃̍̾̆̚͞F̊ͯ̓̌͆ͣ̍̀̈̈́̈͑̿҉̢҉̻̹̺͎̼̣̻̦̘̣͍͕͍͓̙̦̤Lͬ͛̀̎ͥ̋̑̎͌̈́̚҉̷̴̨҉̮̳̫̫͎͕̠O̴̢̞͔̼̘̻̼̜͕̹̭̓̑͒͛͋ͬͯ̀ͤ̆̂ͩ͐͂̏̚̕A̡̭̹̻̭̞̗͇͓̺̘̗̫̖̦̣̰͗͛̽͐ͮ̽͆ͧ̉̉̆͗̕͟T̵̠̺̥͉͇̻͍͖͔̮̜̩ͯ͗ͩͧͤ̉̎̑̎̃̒͊͌ͬ̍̕͞ͅ ̴̡͇̮͎̰̜͕͓͉̞̞̠̖͓̼̦̺͆̏ͨͫͭͭͮ͋̏̄́̒̽̀͑̇̓ͩ̚ͅT̷̢̛̰̖̘̬̩̘ͪ̈̍̿͊̈͑͂͒̐̉̂̃̚̚O̪͉̭͇̲̰͇͎͔̪̫ͪͧ̊̋̅ͦ͐̈̄͘͞O̽̉͂͌͑͂͏͔̘̼̻͉̣̹̠̟͓̹̝͚͟ͅ!̡̯̼̞͐̌̊̈́̍̐̔̀͗ͤ̀ͧ͗̔̏̐͑͜

What was she doing? Hekate tilted her head as she mused over Ariste’s actions, watching her fumble with the staff and break a bobble free. It didn’t once cross her mind that her matesprit couldn’t see her in such a dark cave, and she was caught by surprise when the glowing orb struck her in the head then bounced to the floor, rolling away from her slippered feet.

Her first reaction was a small “oof” before raising her hand to rub where the trinket had struck her, squinting one eye. “That hardly seemed necessary, dear.” She made a face before bending down to pick up the orb, holding it for a moment before realizing that they were standing in a pitch black cavern and none of her sconces were lit. Her eyes focused a moment on the orb then to Ariste, her face seemed to make the sting of the small bop fade and Hekate couldn’t keep herself from smiling. “You found my cave on your own? It is odd to see anybody in here other than Laukei.”

Aristi’s features relaxed when she saw the orb smack against her matesprit’s face.  She had to restrain herself from scolding the woman for skulking around in the dark, but instead she just resigned herself to sticking her tongue out at Hekate.  

“You’re the one prowling around a dark cave.  For all I knew, I was being stalked by a bear or some other kind of beast.  Also did you know there’s a giant snake in the canyon outside?”  She half-asked, looking over her shoulder before giving the woman a brilliant smile.  “I did that thing with the crystal to find my way here… sort of.  There’s also a fishing village about 2 miles out that talk a cursed cave out this way.  So…”  The jade gave an apologetic shrug.