Nurend 07, 258: Fjarverand

We spent some time just talking and learning about the Spirit World. Tympi told me a lot. Showed me some plants in the forest to avoid and some to utilize. I explored the nearby forest, saw some interesting creatures and one day, today actually, we set out to look for Anise. We spent all day searing, no luck, not even a sign.
Tympi has no idea where she could've gone....but she has heard rumors of spirits and people being intercepted from entering this world. It's possible that whatever is catching these spirits caught Anise.
We headed back to her tree. Her and the other Mothlings have entire worlds in these trees. To see them is truly astonishing. We shared some tea we harvested today and as I was heading to bed I smelled it...something so incredibly unpleasant. Then I heard it breathing, moving about, and I turned to look, foolish, I Know.... Tympi was gone, everyone else, gone, it was just me and this thing. It 'called itself'* Fjarverand. When it shoed up no one else was there. They just left me all alone.
I felt nauseus, dreadfully sick, but I walked myself to bed and fell asleep. It was gone in the morning, and all my friends were back.
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Supplemental: It didn't really speak or call itself anything. But I felt the name emenating from it much like its horrible stench. Looking back it wasn't necessarily aggressive...at least towards me while I wasn't posing a threat, and I'm glad I was able to make it through the night. _____________________________________________________________
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We walked
We talked
I learned
She taught
I miss her
Anise.

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