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Post #12 TWFF[One][4.1][10][10] Sanaba squatted behind a boulder with a set of scan-binoculars aimed at the Shadoismist spurting upwards from part melted, part craggy, rocky ground. Shadz was there as an eccentric offshoot of the Shadoista and was very nervous, as heitshe often was; this was understandable as the Shadoistalords wanted Shadz caught and brought to them for questioning. They were in a great lumnicavern, being a lumnisupercavern, being quite dimly lit by sunshine channeled through that opticcrystal from the source of that light. It said much that what ever was inside the Shadoismist, a kind of shadowmist, seemed to need to be protected even that weak sunlight; or was that its real purpose in being there? He wore a dark, dull green, hoodrobe that was a very smart type tunic to use across Hopenorth because of a range of obstacles, challenges and even threats. Concealment of one's status, level of wealth, factional membership and more was a good step towards survival; on top of that were dangerous lifeforms from tiny ones right up to monstrously big ones plus, of course, human ones. The hoodrobes were more than they seemed to be on the surface. Sanaba spoke quietly, in the common language of Panlingo. “Do you think that Shadoista are trying to invade the Stanecape surface?” Shadz tried to straighten out hisitsher lumpy humanoid shape, beneath a stretchable type hoodrobe, but only with limited success. “Doesn't quite feel right as an idea. Shadoista should, by my knowledge, be safe-secure, in their own deep underground homelands. Ever since they ceased to worship Shadowadis, they have kept away from even the subsurface levels let along the surface ones.” An EverCarer, being the protector supporter of Shadz, also crouched next to himither; it seemed quite fitting that she wore a hoodrobe of darkest brown colouration. They caught a glimpse of a greyscale globe being covered with moving grey patterns of different shades of the colour. Somehow all quickly knew it was Faynbari it was of a Faynbasphere said to be the antithesis of the Raynbari whose origin, like so much else in the Multiverse, was a mystery to the vast majority capable of considering such matters. Sanaba sighed, just a little. “Where there is Raynbari there is often to be found Faynbari and visa-versa.” As Raynbari often showed up as Rainbowspheres, Faynbari did so with Greybowspheres. Not all Rainbowspheres were of Raynbari but all true ones had links to the Raynbari; the same was true with Greybowspheres and the Faynbari. A Rainbowsphere popped out of mid air, with a soft shimmering, and spoke softly though still in a twangy fashion. “Is a Faynbari as a Greybowsphere as I sent to you information, warnings, of.” The EverCarer spoke quietly and yet her voice carried very well. “You are very helpful and EverMentality agrees with you, rainbow sweetie.” Shadz nodded over eagerly so that the EverCarer reached out to helpfully steady hisitsher head. “Rainbows are lovely and wonderful. I pick up impression that Faynbari made friends, sort of, with Shadoista and other shadowfolk that serve them but do not worship them. They escaped from far deeper places where Shadowadis is fighting Malignadis in the most terrible fashion of Anticelestials battling each other. Yet there are others, down deep there, who may have tricked Shadowadis, and Malignadis, into fighting each other. A twisted alliance of fallen entities who became trapped, long ago, down there thanks to the Damnation War. Those are more impressions I gain through the Shadoista.”

Post #11 NOTES RISENGODKIND Risengoddesses [one per Risenfaction] Risenprimegods Risengods as living gods Risengodfolk Risensemigods Risendemigods Risensubgods Risenfolk SEEKAKIND Seekars Seekafolk WILDKIND Wildlife of Flora, Fauna and Fungi. Wildfolk -Animanoids -Hybridnoids such as tigerchimps

Post #10 TWFF[One][3.3][9][9] Sarafo smiled at the Raynbasphere. “What do you know of the 13 Undoagodzi of the Platinum Undoatorcs?” Raynba'diibbly showed some puzzlement. “Don't know how, or why, those names came to me all of a sudden. They were created to make sure that anything like the Stanecataclysm did not happen again but the plan went wrong somehow. That is what me learned in some of my lessons on the Zigodzi of living, true immortal, gods. Me, Myself, Iself, only learned not much as it was not expected that me should know of such in any detail.” The EverWanderer nodded. “You are Celestial, of a very different kind than we EverFolk are, and yet we function in similar ways, at times; a prompting may have come from the depths of your mentality?” Raynba'diibbly responded. “Or Raynba'mummy gave me a hint!” Melandias smiled richly. “That could work just as well and in a much nicer way.” There were more holographic projections showing, now, but they changed every five minutes as did the amazing non reversed mirror like screens; on the latter were scenes from the far south but also from the local forest area. A lizardnoid warrior, from Stanecape, wore a hoodtunic over flexileather armouring. He carried a repeating crossbow of a boxbow with its spring-box magazine. A biohubot, or biological humanoid robot, stomped along as a big hauler with an oversized, lightly armoured, backpack on his back. The entity also pulled along a two, long, handled cart that it pulled behind itself, it having two wheels of large size. It was strong and full of fairly heavy resources. A great neomirror showed 3Dsymbols formed, or forming, in mid air. In three, common, languages were words such as the names of various individuals, groups and more. In one area were terms related to the 'Staneways'. There were Celestial aspects in another area including the Raynbari that were an aspect of the Celestiaraynbahybria being a Celestial set of entities who dealt with such as the mortal realms and Celestial Bufferzones. Yet others were linked to the EverFolk, the Seekakind, the Hopenorth Clans and much else of that kind. It was not just a matter of gaining of information but of carefully organising and presenting it so as to make it as useful as possible.

Post #9 TWFF[One][3.2][8][8] The EverFollower spoke. “This refugee group is much larger than any previous one to flee southwards.” Melandias responded. “Much more so! Yet it moves quite slowly-steadily and gathers more refugees to itself as it goes along with other resources. They are following one of the Jadeways as created by the Risengodzi.” The Jadeways were great jade like highways, self repairing and extremely difficult to damage that had other exotic functions to them. Only a few remained since the Damnation War that had followed the Three Doomswars. One ran from the northern tip, of Stanecape, through the Barrier Mountains and right through to the southern boundary of Hopenorth where it met Hopecentral. A soft sparkling shimmer, and shiver, ran through the EverComplex. That was followed by a Rainbowflash of 'rainbow energies'. The EverComplex chamber became rainbow patterned with larger white, and yellow, areas than the other colours. A Rainbowsphere materialised close to the EverWanderer and then did Sarafo the same but not so close to any of the EverFolk. Melandias kissed the Rainbowsphere and its spun with pleasure while also bobbing rapidly up and down. The moment, of excitement, was seemingly over as the Rainbowsphere spoke in a twangy voice. “We Rainbowspheres are happy to share this EverComplex with you!” “That is very considerate of you!” The EverWanderer responded with out the slightest tone of irony in his voice. “Do you know of the refugees fleeing from Stanecape?” The Rainbowsphere spoke. “Rainbowspheres are helping them but also other Rainbowkind. There are lots and lots of peoples helping, even amongst those moving southwards. We are Raynbari type Rainbowkind except those like the Rainbowfollowers and other Rainbowkind with us. There are the non Rainbowkind, with us, like you wondrous EverFolk and Seekars.” Sarafo spoke. “We, of Sara13, are here while Sana13 is now with the EverEnforcer. The Seekagoddessgods sleep but semiconsciously an aspect of them observes and guides us.” She turned to the Rainbowsphere. “Raynbasphere Raynba'diibbly I would wish to also kiss you for I now feel jealous.” The Rainbowsphere zipped to her and so Sarafo kissed it with predictable results. Sarafo changed subjects while rubbing Raynba'diibbly's globular hull that sent gentle vibrations through her body. “The Seekagoddessgods detected a very fast moving energy signal moving from Stanecape to this area of Hopenorth. It was apparently of the unlifen kind being not of life, death or undeath and yet it did not quite fit the emanations of what might have been a straight out transdimensional intruder. That was about two months before the malignant rogue incidents began.” Raynba'diibbly spoke in a twangy fashion. “Them was running from dark things coming up from deepness beneath Stanecape of long ago horror from the Stanecataclysm that helped lead to the Damnation War.” The Stanecataclysm was said to have been linked, somehow, to the third, and finale, Doomswar that had been the worst of the three. Each Doomswar had been more destructive than the one before it and the First Doomswar had followed a range of brutal military conflicts. Yet so little knowledge remained, for most, of what just had happened during that whole period and before it. Raynba'diibbly spoke strongly. “The 13 Undoagodzi of the Platinum Undoatorcs!”

Post #8 I highly recommend you read Post #1 that is now dedicated to 'Notifications' as notes will appear later in future posts. TWFF[One][3.1][7][7] What was to the north? Hopenorth was the northern point of the eight pointed, disk centered, supercontinent of Hopetralia. Each point was a subcontinent of great size and the central disk was not only higher it was a stack of nine of such, each being smaller than the one beneath it but also smaller than that one. That was all Hopecentral with the highest, smallest, disk being Hopecore. EverWanderer was 'inside' the EverTransserver that was still deepguised as a steamcart. A holographic table, or holotable, was at the center of a large, offwhite, chamber brightly lit by the whole glowing ceiling. Not all of the chambers, in that EverComplex, had that same arrangement. An EverFollower, and three EverServers, were with him. The other such EverFolk, with him, were in the new outpost except for those serving permanently in that place; the latter was one EverCompanion along with EverFollowers, EverServers and more lower level EverMinions. Melandias indicated Stanecape that was the tip of the very large subcontinent being about a fifth of it in area. He did so with a light beam that sprang out from a trigger finger. “The invading army, heading through the Stanecape Barrier Mountains, via the Central Pass, appears to be an amazing hodgepodge of Staner elite units, lesser Stanefolk fighters and disparate others such as Shaztec Auxiliaries. The whole movement is slowed down so much by what seems to be refugees has EverMentality considering that is not so much an invasion attempt as one of escape from some other force in Stanecape.” A holographic image appeared in mid air of a typical Staner elite warrior garbed in head to toes platelet armour that shone, oddly, but only a little. He clutched, as a firespearer, a curious bloodmetal spear with a softly glowing firecrystal spearhead. Otherwise he was armed with bloodmetal melee weapons of swords, knives and a small crossbow. His dusky white face, the only part of him that showed thanks to his bar visor being up, displayed dull blood red tattoos along with ritual scars. The EverWanderer went on speaking. “Such once were common, lesser elite, warriors but now they are amongst the highest elite warriors and have been since the fall of the Staneglory Empire. Stanefolk are scattered, now, across the Staneglory Isles and the less desolate areas of the large Stanecape.” He shook his head. “What is it that eludes one?” A woman shapeformed EverFollower spoke. “This could be but another refugee displacement taking place but what are they escaping from?” The EverWanderer frowned softly. “The EverEnforcer has materialised, along with other EverFolk, in an EverTransserver at Citadel Passingkari part way up the sloping floor of the Central Pass. Barrierguardia Command has accepted that a large, partly abandoned, fortress northwards of the citadel, could be given over to the refugees. Airships, and airboats, are being prepared to pick up refugees after dropping off various forms of assistance for them.” “The refugees will be offered the same kind of deal that others, who came previously southwards, to help guard the pass along with the Barrierguardia garrisoning that fortress. There are plenty of life supporting cavern spaces close to the fortress, for the newcomers to settle down into. There will be searches made for dangerous forms of infiltration including biotopuppeteers.

A nasty weird theory is that the Nazi Holocaust never happened! Holocaust deniers both anger and amaze me! There is an amazing amount of evidence that it did take place and yet such people persist in refuting it.

Post #7 TWFF[One][2.3][6][6] Follows directly on from previous post. Saraba moved so fast that her hand was at the other woman's forehead without even a blur of motion. Care'Sariasu fell towards the ground only to be caught by Saraba and lowered gently to it for the rest of the way. The strange entity was a flat triangular one between her shoulder blades with the tail flowing down from its lower part and its 'wings' covering just parts of the shoulder blades. Sarace spoke from where she stood. “From our 'other memories' we know that such creatures are biotopuppeteers that normally controlled, peacefully, biopuppets of various types. This one has been adapted to control non-biopuppets. We need to investigate all of the SisterBrothers here to discover which have the biotopuppeteers attached to them.” A male monkeynoid warrior walked up to them and halted. “The SisterBrothers have all been rounded up after being stun dropped with stun serum coated blowdarts.” Blowdarts were used with blowpipes that many peoples were very skilled with the use of. “We have left the closer investigation, of them, to you.” Saradi snapped the fingers of her right hand. With a soft shimmering a bed, complete with a pillow and bed clothes, materialised but around them so did a fully erected, and braced, dometent. There were also materialised lockers, a workbench, chairs, tables and more including more beds. The monkeynoid spoke with awe in his voice. “You made that all, just like that!” Saradi smiled. “No, Kranto'tacci sweetie, we had it come from a special place called the Seekainventory where it was stored in a very special way.” “Still very good!” He sighed dramatically. “Maybe we monkeynoids can do something like that, one day.” Saradi smiled. "Most likely you will, one day, but not for a very long time to come." From the cubecanister, as very big as it was, were being taken many items in a steady stream of contained goods. While many were from the tradegoods menu, there were some Seekafolk artisan made goods. Springdartguns, medikits, inflatable rafts with paddles, solar powered hand-torches, folding beds, springdarts, toolkits, tools and so much else. The very big cubecanister would be adapted to become a small, multiple purpose, building but what those would be had yet to be decided. Effortlessly Sarace picked up Care'Sariasu and took her to a padded examination table. She removed her gear but covered her with a white sheet for the sake of her modesty and dignity. The Mother Compassionate lay on her belly. Saradi came over with a medical trolley full of devices and other items. Saraba sighed. “There is something going on here with the biotopuppeteer and this woman that suggests a harmonious relationship as if the entity is not truly acting like a 'puppeteer' and the woman not like a 'puppet'.” Sarace responded. “Sharry will want to know, what is happening here, as soon as we can make contact with her.” Sharry, or at least one of her, was at the fairly close Seekaoutpost Alpha01354. She was the local commander of Seekars there in that area.

Post #6 TWFF[One][2.1][5][5] Follows directly on from previous post. Saraba smiled but less fully than had the Mother Compassionate. “We have, of course, stewardship over local peoples and have been assisting them for over 238 years, in various ways. This area is one that we just moved into recently as in about two months ago. We have not even raised our stewardship banner here it being on the northern edge of our proclaimed stewardship lease.” She snapped the fingers of her right hand and, with a soft sparkling shimmer, a cube materialised being 4x4x4 cubic metres in dimension. It was very large. Then it dematerialised, being a teleportcube, but left behind itself a 3x3x3 cubic metres sized cubecanister. This fell a metre to the ground having been left in mid air; no harm was done to it or its contents. The cubecanister was almost as big as the teleportcube was. Saraba spoke. “Food rations, dometents, backpacks, more blacks, waterskins full of pristine water, fishing hooks, cool burning flametorches, adapted changes of clothing plus other items, lamps, knives in varied sizes and types along with a few other items. The items come from a limited goods menu from a zizotech zizomechanism as manufactured by the Zizogodzi. Oh, yes, some assorted hand-weapons and crossbows plus related items. Aah, yes, some silverwooden stakes with sharp points.” Care'Sariasu nodded. “Handy for killing the undead with?” Saraba gave a small shrug. “There have been no true undead on this supercontinent since the Staners, Shaztecs and the rest of that vile bunch vanished thanks to the Stanecataclysm. Stanefolk elitists, Staners, tried to summon forth undeath from one of those realms where such is natural. Some say that the Stanecataclysm was an echo, of sorts, of the Doomswar that ended the Risengodzi' domination of the Multiworld. Still, what is remembered is very little, a least by most.” She sighed. “The silverwooden stakes were only added, to the menu, almost five months ago; before that there were only steelwooden stakes to be gained. They can still be and at a cost of much less tradecredit than the silverwooden ones. The hand-weapons are available as cheaper steelstel and now, more tradecredit expensive silverstel; so are crossbow crossdarts and crossbolts of both materials.” A monkeynoid warrior passed in adapted flexileather armour, the leather being podulaleather, with steelstel hand-weapons, a crossdart using crossbow and a long silverwooden stake held by her prehensile tail. Only some monkeynoids had such tails. Care'Sariasu noted the warrior. “So you have been arming the wildfolk.” Saraba snorted softly. “They asked that we Seekars better train and equip their warriors who join the Wildmilitia formed in this area being of the Wildmilitiaforce. We train them to be disciplined protectors of wildfolk but also of wildlife. We have been doing much the same with wildfolk healers, artisans, crafters, couriers, teachers, scholars, scribes, farmers, hunters, scouts and what ever else they may come up with. We might do the same with leaders, advisers and clerks. We do teach democracy, in practical terms, but never do we try to impose our ideology upon them. By mandate-protocols we can not do so and we do not want to do so.” More monkeynoid Wildmilitia warriors passed with a mixture of weapons though all had the same kinds of knives, and swords, along with each a silverwooden stake. Their was some excitement amongst them but also both agitation and fear. Care'Sariasu asked. “Where are your people?” Saraba frowned softly. “A Seekar Taskteam is on its way to reinforce we Seekars that are already here; it will arrive tomorrow. A bigger taskforce is being assembled to be sent to the local outpost.”

Post #5 TWFF[One][2.1][4][4] Mother Compassionate Care'Sariasu examined the neat pile of waterproof, survival, blankets and then, in her green hoodrobe, turned towards the three newcomers. “10 survival blankets of the Humanagodzi given kind. We thank you for the gifting of them.” A young woman, one of the three identical blondes, responded. “Not just those type, of Risengodzi, gave such to various peoples and not just one Humanagodzi Faction. Other Zigodzi Factions did the same, in their own ways, to different degrees.” Care'Sariasu smiled warmly at the intense young woman. “Saraba, one knows something of the history of the Risengodzi who joined with the Zigodzi during their becoming living gods or Lifengodzi.” They were in a glowmidcavern, glowcrystal embedded ceiling lit cavern where lifeforms were being brought for their safety and goods for their safe storage. A glowmidcavern was a middle sized glowcavern being very big for even small glowcaverns were quite large; they had to be for otherwise the glowcrystal would be over harsh for most lifeforms in them. Saraba nodded. “We three are aspects of a Seekademigod of which there are 13 plus; for security reasons we can not give you the full number. Though we have not met those, of the SisterBrotherhood, before the wildfolk have brought us news of you and have much praise for you. Because we love, respect and trust the wildfolk, we chose to come forth and meet you.” The snaplogs, and other materials, were going into the construction of some shelters being more permanent, solid, versions of typical wildfolk ground ones. Monkeynoids were cooking food over a neocoal powderbrick fuelled fire. Animanoids, and hybridnoids, were busy bringing in their own, often used, resources. These were a mixture of gathered wild, and cultivated, base goods and worked on items. More practical goods were done by artisans and more ornamental ones by crafters or so went what were just general guidelines. Saraba went on speaking. “Not too far from here we have an underground outpost or Seekaoutpost as we call such. We came in response to news of the outbreaks of malignantly rogue animanoids and the sightings of the tall, pale, man like shape wearing a typical hoodrobe. The one named Melandias sent us information of the Shadowsublord found murdered in the forest; Melandias doubts he was behind the use of poisoned darts, and traps, to make rogue males more vulnerable to becoming truly malignant. It appears a Malignanter is in the area.” A Rainbowsphere floated through the air and with it came snaplogs from a snaplogtree, a standard sized one. There was a small, mixed, plantation of them and other Risengodzi created trees of the same king of high productivity. On the floating snaplogs sat monkeys, a monkeynoid holding a full backsack and two squirrels, the last two clutching arms full of acorns; they were subtropical squirrels holding tropical acorns. Care'Sariasu frowned softly. “A war has broken out to the far north! Refugees are starting to come southwards. The United Hopenorth Citystates, Castlestates and Templestates, the UHCCT, is fighting against an invading force from further north that is quite exotic in nature even by Hopetralian standards. Is the one who killed the Shadowsublord linked with the war, with the invaders? We need to know about this dark mystery because refugees coming southwards will need to be safe while they are living here.” Saraba nodded, as if to her own thoughts rather than to the nonSeekar woman. “We Seekars are already granted stewardship over this subzone, of this worldzone, and are mandated to assist any non hostile refugees who come here.”

Post #4 TWFF[One][1.3][3][3] Follows directly on from previous post. The Rainbowsphere touched some, of the malignantly rogue apedogs, and caused them to vanish away with very small side-effects of Rainbowflashes. These same incidents caused other, closer by, malignant rogues to become both calmer and less malignant; they also bolstered those trying to capture the aggressive victims. With the assistance of one monkeynoid scout, who was followed closely by her beloved ridebird, the EverWanderer reached the dead, mysterious, figure. There were monkeynoid, and bigger chimpnoid, warriors in the forest canopies around them as they had been there to try to stop others from interfering with the death scene. Melandias examined the body, crouching close to it as he did so. His stare was very intense, giving the odd impression that he was examining it with more than normal vision though he was using human like eyes. Then he reached out and gingerly touched the spike's flat, disk shaped, back end. He spoke. “This is a shadowman being a shadowatis human hybrid as a Shadowsublord or of the lowest tier of the Shadowlords; they are the least powerful but most common of their kind that serve the shadowatis in the mortal realms. Even the Shadowsublords are not very common on Hopesworld. Even such as he should not be in this place, this sealed off bubblezone or at least it should be sealed off. We few EverFolk here gained both permission to come here, and the way to do so, by certain Celestial Authorities.” The Rainbowsphere was now floating fairly close to the EverWanderer aspect. It spoke with an odd twangy sounding voice. “Celestiraynbahybridom?” Melandias smiled. “No, even if it should be, perhaps, but the Celestriallium as of Celestial Justice that deals with the mortal realms.” He took a softly glowing, translucent, metacrystal sphere out of his hoodrobe and pressed it against the flat end of the spike. For a second the sphere glowed suddenly brighter. He nodded, as if to his own thoughts, and then placed the odd device back from where he had taken it. “He was killed by his own Justisfier Spike for he was a Shadowcult Leadership Investigator of constable ranking. He did not seem to have put up a fight.” He shook his head, a little, in wonder. “The Shadowcult is very hierarchical, and disciplined, but somewhat eccentric at times in how it operates. It can also be brutal, even cruel and quite twisted in its thinking at times. This dead one was met by what he assumed was a higher ranking version of himself who ordered the constable to pass over his Justisfier Spike before that other used it to kill the constable. The question is was the killer really who, or even what, the shadowman thought he was? I picked up a subtle impression of deep deception and cunning manipulation made more effective through the use of darkside psychic backed psychonics.” The EverWanderer caused the corpse to vanish away with a soft sparkling shimmer, taking the spike with it and of course all of the other gear. Truth was it was now 'inside' the EverServer that was seemingly 'bigger inside than out' though only by a moderate amount. In that place was not only more EverFollowers, EverServers and EverMinions but also an EverCompanion. She would soon begin to investigate the dead one, and his gear, under very secure-safe conditions. The difficulties, with the malignantly rogue apedogs, were over. With the Rainbowsphere closely by his side, Melandias was soon enough arriving back at the growing encampment only to find out that yet more refugees had arrived. This time they were fleeing far more than just more malignant rogue hybrid entities.

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I have a few faves but dragons are to the forefront be they four legged ones or wyverns; not all dragons fly but I like them all.

Post #3 TWFF[One][1.2][2][2] Follows directly on from previous post. The EverWanderer, and his EverFollowers, took items from the EverServer that, at that moment, had the identity and shape of a steamcart. Somehow most others, there, failed to note that more items were removed from the 'steamcart' than could possible be contained in the enclosed back of the kind of vehicle that it seemed to be; that is a boxback steamcart. The nine EverServers assembled strong, waterproof, prefab structures, delivered consumable items to the SisterBrotherhood outpost that was still being set up; the items were all food, drink and cooking related. Running the outpost were the Sisterhood of Compassion that had brothers serving it. Helping to protect the outpost were members of the Brotherhood of Protection of which a few were women; in both were those of the neuter gender. The irony was that the SistersBrothers wore the same kind of hoodrobes as did the EverFolk, except for the EverTransserver, of course, but so did a few others in that group. All were of the same tone of dull, dark, green. None of the wildfolk did so preferring webbings, of pouchbelts dotted with other items and wore not much else. Molenoids, a kind of animanoid, offered to dig bigger warrens, even warren networks being more than one warren along with other features. EverFolk were soon giving them items that would assist their efforts and enhance their warren network. Three monkeynoids came racing into the encampment as couriers of the backs of flightless ridebirds, that type of mannoid being ideal riders for those type of smaller, light, fast ridebirds. There had been found a dead, hoodrobe wearing figure, of very pale human like features. The corpse was impaled into stone with a bronze spike that ran through 'his' chest, the gender being hard to tell. The very strange symbol, on the flat top of the spike, was of the often feared, hated and denigrated Shadowcult. According to the spike's symbol, the humanoid had been killed by that body but in truth somebody outside, of that group, could have used such a spike so as to mislead any investigation into the killing. Melandias, as the EverWanderer, went to investigate the scene of the crime. With him went one EverFollower and three EverServers. They were soon joined by a Rainbowsphere and some Rainbowverted tigerchimps along with some mannoid fighters better trained and equipped, than most of their kind, along with being combat veterans. The rain was slowly-steadily falling heavier. Very high above sparkled, for just a moment, the sky ceiling of the bubblezone realm that they were all in. A black dot zipped briefly into sight, and then out again, thanks to the same small gap in the rain clouds. Yet the EverWanderer looked up sharply in time to observe it ever so briefly. He sighed softly and had no other obvious reaction to what he had somehow both observed and identified despite it being so very high above him. It was then that apedogs began to pelt past with adults holding backsacks of goods or piggy backing those apedogs unable to move very fast or far. Melandias held up his hand and the apedogs became calm as they slowed down to a halt to group to one side of him and those with him. The animanoid fighters at once formed a protective barrier partly around them. Approving of their choice, the EverFolk left some items for the refugees, who had fled from malignantly insane apedogs, and then went to where the fighting was taking place; that is between malignant apedogs, all of them adult males, and other hybridnoids of which not all were apedogs.

Post #2 TWFF[One][1.1][1][1] There were small, brief, flashes of energy along with the hatred filled screams of some of the tigerchimps. Rainbowconverted tigerchimps fought malignant ones that were under the influence of a local situated Malignanter. The generally enhanced former used basic level energy bubbles, more focused shields, and pulses against the insanely, physically, boosted enemies. Other tigerchimps fought alongside one, of those sides, or staid back as if undecided. Then the last began to join the Rainbowliance, Rainbow Alliance. Then came Rainbowspheres floating amongst the battle and the malignantly enslaved tigerchimps fell as they were abandoned by the malignant entity that had sent them insane. Only now was it clear that the fallen were all formerly male adults gone rogue, that condition having left them open to exploitation by the Malignanter. The tall, hoodrobed, figure arrived of a manifestation of the EverWanderer of the EverFolk. Soon he, and his three EverFollowers plus nine EverServers, were assisting to save the fallen tigerchimps. He, as named Melandias, spoke to a tigerchimp matriarch. “Somebody has been drugging tigerchimp bachelors living at the outskirts of tigerchimp settlements. They seem to be using a variety of means from darts to free food left out for the taking and other tricks. The targets become extremely rogue and much vulnerable to Malignanter manipulation. The surprise is that many tigerchimps do not become either extreme rogues or fall under malignant influence.” He showed her a dart that she took and examined with a frown. She spoke. “Yes, we have been finding darts but also parcels of food that we destroy and even some odd booby-traps consisting of poisoned spikes. There have been brief encounters with a strange smelling, very pale, hairless figure in a black hoodrobe a little like the one that you are wearing.” A Rainbowsphere floated close by. A light rain began to fall as a first touch of a rainstorm coming from the north. Melandias spoke again. “The description could fit a wide range of beings serving different factions but also those being deceptive including shapeshifters, illusionists and many other types of deceivers. For now I will summon in some resources to assist in this situation and perhaps the Rainbowliance will do the same.” There was a light, localised, Rainbowflash of rainbow energies. There was a rejuvenating, regenerative, effect on lifeforms and objects. There were more lifeforms there, now, than the EverFolk and the tigerchimps along with their gear. The Rainbowflash had originated from the 13 Rainbowspheres in the area. People, and domesticated wildlife of tamelife, were now there along with carts, wagons and other vehicles including clean, efficient, burning steamcarts. There were many, of a few types of lifeforms, such as animanoids and other wildfolk including more human like wildmans. Yet there were also mortal Rainbowfolk, of various kinds, along with far fewer Rainbowfollowers as lesser Celestials. Yet there were a few others as well, of mixed nature, all of them curious.