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EXPLORE THE MINES

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The mines, once boarded up and abandoned, have been opened back up to any would-be spelunkers to venture into in the hopes of finding gems and treasures aplenty. It is said that these mines burrow deep into the depths of the mountain and no one can tell you exactly how deep they go, but if you're feeling lucky, grab a pickaxe on your way in and find out for yourself.

The mines are a cyoa-style exploration event that can be participated in once every week until the end of the game. Results are determined via RNG and can earn your character unique items, help or hinder them with blessings and curses, or result in bodily injury if they get unlucky enough. Your character may brave the mines alone or bring a friend.

As physical injuries (excluding death) are a possible result of exploring the mines, let us know at any time if you want to retcon your results to avoid your character getting injured. If you choose this option, it will be as if your character never stepped foot in the mines, but you will not be able to participate again until the following week. Weigh your options carefully!

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[pactmarshal]

[ Trahearne's eyes immediately go wide with horror. ]

Syrlya!

[ His voice cracks a little. He's about to stick his hand in to grab him but he knows better than that. Luckily, though, his stick is sizeable, and he thrusts that in, just in case Syrlya needs help getting back up.

And when he's on ground-- ]

Are you all right?! [ His eyes dart all over the now-flowering sylvari. Yikes. ] Does it hurt?

[chronosynthesis]

[The wounds on his body stitch back together, the story of rapid speed healing he reconfirm with magic.

And then something crawls under his skin.

Syrlya scrambles backwards, using the edge of the pond for support to push his top half out of the water with a gasp. He scoots away so he doesn't trip in again during back as he catches his breath--] Ow!

[He pinches one of the flowers growing from his neck and plucks it free, staring in bewilderment.] Oh dear.

[crescentviewmods]

[ There are so many flowers on Syr that he might as well be a flower bush right now. The cub looks at him with wide eyes. ]

Are you okay, Mister...?

[ Plucking them with stems and all is sure going to leave a mark... It toddles back to the main chamber and toddles back to them with a small container of honey. Surprisingly, it's regular honey. ]

Mom said to eat this when I want to feel better... so you can have some too.

[pactmarshal]

[ Trahearne watches in horror as sap oozes from the spot on Syrlya's neck that he plucked from. Without a second's hesitation he reaches out to wipe it away with his thumb, scarcely noticing the bear speaking and toddling away. ]

You're bleeding. [ Concern is thick in his voice. He absently wipes his hand on his skirt, then reaches out again to hold his head, get a better look at him. ]

Syrlya, please be more careful.

[ It's not a scold, just pure worry. ]

[chronosynthesis]

I noticed. [He frowns at the flower he plucked before letting it fall to the floor.]

I don't think their roots are deep. I--[He stops partway as he averts his attention to the bear regardless which way Trahaerne tries to turn his head.]

I--thank you, but. I will be all right. [He holds up a hand to decline an offer. Honey is, unfortunately, not what he needs right now.]

[crescentviewmods]

[ Aw. The bear puts the honey away. It looks as if it's saying something else, but--

--with a blink of an eye, the two will find themselves outside the mines. The mine journey is finished. Have fun clipping those flowers off you, Syr! ]

[pactmarshal]

[ Aww, goodbye bear cub...

Trahearne blinks in bewilderment, looks at the flowering stick in his hand, and then up at Syrlya.

There's concern in his eyes as he looks him over, hand hovering over the flowers but not touching. He can imagine how...painful, uncomfortable it must be. ]

Let's get you home.

[ This isn't how he imagined this night going. lmao. He feels a little guilty... ]