originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Stian continues to chant louder with each repeated phrase.
Soon enough, the effects were beginning to take shape. The once bright and sunny day in which they had begun now started to become overcast with thick, black clouds.
The air became stagnant and dry while the grass started to wither first to a light brown, then to black. The ground began to crack as well as the soil turning to sand.
The more Stian chanted, the more these effects spread.
English
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[spoiler]Send a request to join the group [/spoiler]
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Alright
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Welcome to the Dojo!