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The Superbloom rarely happens in the drylands after a season of rain. But when the local chronomancer and the Local Druid had a little- affair. Well. It came a little early this year.
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Even the desert fey play their tricks. Two mages, one of time and one of nature, ventured across the desert on an expedition to find the fabled lake of silver. When after days of hiking through the burning hot desert they came across a fey spirit; the creature took an instant interest, delighting in the turmoil between the two and laughing at their frustrations and struggles. It followed along in secret using it’s enchantments to transform their strained partnership into a sudden romance.
A voice on the wind told the chronomancer that the druid’s favorite flower was a poppy that bloomed here only very rarely. After the druid conjured a storm to cool them both off they seized their moment, literally. The time mage moved them both into the future- that spring and suddenly they were together in the midst of a superbloom. Blossoming like their love-
at least until they left and realized they’d been tricked when the lake of silver was already discovered a week prior.
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I’ve been sitting on this idea for ages, as a native Californian I’ve always been fascinated by the superblooms in deathvalley and how magical and otherworldly they are. Like something in our world that came straight out of fantasy, so I figured why not work backwards! What would a superbloom be like in DnD, Instant! And duridic!
The Superbloom rarely happens in the drylands after a season of rain. But when the local chronomancer and the Local Druid had a little- affair. Well. It came a little early this year.
-
Even the desert fey play their tricks. Two mages, one of time and one of nature, ventured across the desert on an expedition to find the fabled lake of silver. When after days of hiking through the burning hot desert they came across a fey spirit; the creature took an instant interest, delighting in the turmoil between the two and laughing at their frustrations and struggles. It followed along in secret using it’s enchantments to transform their strained partnership into a sudden romance.
A voice on the wind told the chronomancer that the druid’s favorite flower was a poppy that bloomed here only very rarely. After the druid conjured a storm to cool them both off they seized their moment, literally. The time mage moved them both into the future- that spring and suddenly they were together in the midst of a superbloom. Blossoming like their love-
at least until they left and realized they’d been tricked when the lake of silver was already discovered a week prior.
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I’ve been sitting on this idea for ages, as a native Californian I’ve always been fascinated by the superblooms in deathvalley and how magical and otherworldly they are. Like something in our world that came straight out of fantasy, so I figured why not work backwards! What would a superbloom be like in DnD, Instant! And duridic!