Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190628224007/@comment-26517142-20190704115515

Elphabi's hostile aura from earlier settles as she comes closer to Glinda. The latter then points to the Black Wiccen and says, "It is rather pleasant of you. You approaching us...and using the accent of one of your crows to make yourself more...daunting." She reaches her hand to Albi, helping her to her feet.

As Glinda stated this one of her crows appear from underneath Elphabi's Witch cap and flutter off, leaving Elphabi to herself...her face rather red. She speaks -- and all of the sudden, what they hear is a gruff, country accent. ".....why do you want me to speak this way, sister? You know I hate this voice."

"Your voice is you." Glinda replies. "There is no need to hide it. (Dusts herself before speaking once more) There is no time to waste. We ae here to let you know of a danger that we feel.. is the same as what you are going through. " She pats down at Morgan's hands. "A war among -"

"Wiccen." Elphabi replies in her accent. She follows with a grunt. ".... of course. Why am I not surprised..."

--- Anastasia's vision travels around as Nardu and Repter soon notice that the flora and fauna of the area.. had already changed to candy and sweets. The ground was littered with assorted confectionery, chocolate hills sprawled the distant landscape, and the valleys were dotted with cookies and treats.

Anastasia folds her arms a bit. "Uhh... I do believe we gotta be prepared for the Candymen... and yeah, we shouldn't eat the candy no matter how...tasty it looks." She looks up - and spots a peculiar sight.

A girl with pink, swirly skin on her arms and legs like that of licorice. Her hair was white, her cheeks were flushing red...and her eyes pale. She was carrying chocolate sticks as if they were firewood...and upon spotting their little group...she drops the sticks.

"....human male..." she utters aloud.

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