[TCPDEX RP EVENT] Darkest Night 2019

[skinstealer]

@chemtrails
The letter before you contains a story, complete with pictures of the TCP candidates.


In a past not too far before our own, there existed a witch by the name of Ender, a divination type with a mastery of scraps relating to the cosmos. Star scraps, nebula scraps, all rare and beautiful treasures, found only after meteor showers and eclipses. Ender used these scraps to help light their way as they travelled through the woods at night, lit by personal starlight. She was a simple person, content to collect and care for the celestial soul fragments, and did not expect much of her life. She had no plans to get involved in any trouble at all, but it befell her all the same...

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Upon coming across a swamp one night, Ender found herself trapped in the murk, all the way up to her waist. She couldn't get free or get ahold of her scraps, terrified of the possibility of them sucked away forever. Terrified, she called out for help, again and again, to no avail...until a beast began to emerge from the swamp mud, one leg at a time. They unfolded with a clumsy motion, muck and vines covering their form- they were an arachnophobia type, but a strange, swamp monster as well. Ender was scared by the TCP's frightening appearance, but saw no other option- she pleaded for the spider's help. She braced for the worst, only to be lifted up without hesitation, placed safely on the swamp bank.

She was astounded, the arachnophobia type even brushing muck off of her, introducing themself as Shock. It was lonely here in the swamp, and they never got too many travellers...it was nice to see another face, even if it was only for a moment. After all, she had places to go, far away from a beast like themself. Ender felt a pang of guilt for judging the spider so quickly, apologizing for her initial fear. Perhaps it wouldn't be too bad, setting up camp here for the night...

Who do you choose?