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Road to Sol, Ch 1 - www.deviantart.com/dracostryx/…
Chapter 1, parts 1-4 does not exist.
Road to Sol, Ch 2 - www.deviantart.com/dracostryx/…
Chapter 2, Part 1: Journey to Sol (This image.) www.deviantart.com/comments/1/…
Chapter 2, Part 2: Road to Sol: Snow Battle
Chapter 2, Part 3: Sephiroth Attempts Bird Diplomacy
Chapter 2, Part 4: Peace is a Cold Kirin
Chapter 3, Part 1: Looking for Life
Chapter 3, Part 2: Mountain Rescue
Chapter 3, Part 3: Cave Bird Under Attack
Chapter 3, Part 4: The Birds
Chapter 4, Part 1 - Sephiroth at the Festival of Frost
Chapter 4, part 2 - Catch that Thief!
Chapter 4, part 3 - Festive Frost: You Won't Like Me When I'm Hangry
Chapter 4, part 4 - The Road to Sol Ends Here
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"The trade village bid you a fond goodbye. Rested and invigorated, you return to your journey toward the city of Sol, but the further you get from your homeland the more inhospitable the terrain, and the weather, becomes.The winds have begun to howl, an icy chill that creeps down to your bones overwhelms you, and you must find some way to survive the oncoming snow storm.
Option Two:
You can't lose another day to this storm! And you're pretty sure it won't last long. You just have to bundle up and press on, and ignore the sting of snow as the wind begins to drive it fast through the air and into your eyes." - End Game text.
Dim reddish morning light filters though snowflakes and storm clouds as Sephiroth marches boldly into the snowy forest. Old snow crunches underfoot, the delicate flakes crushed into ice as heavy claws stride resolutely towards the far distant city, still many miles ahead and the small village is now many miles behind. The snow falls silently as the wind shushes among the evergreen boughs all around, the sound of the sea brought about by the trees shifting. Sephiroth shudders and fluffs up; pausing a moment in the needle strewn darkness between closely grown trees, shaking off snow as he takes a moment to rest. He'll continue in just a few moments but his feet are getting heavy with snow and ice. He lifts one foot and carefully breathes and picks at the ice packs between his toes. His fluffy new stockings are trailing ice too and he crunches it away with his beak. He shifts feet and grooms the other one just as diligently.
A crack of thunder breaks the quiet morning and the snow begins to fall more quickly. He cocks his head skyward, peering between the dull green needles of the evergreens, bright teal eyes obscured by nictitating membranes blinking across to wipe away flakes while still allowing him sight. You never knew after all, in a snow storm, when build up of the frozen water would suddenly break branches and send them spearing downwards at unwary travelers. One more big shuddering fluff of feathers and a deep breath and Sephiroth leaves his shelter.
He needs to pick up the pace. The sky is dim without the warm red glow of morning that snuck under the far distant storm edge and now the heavily overcast sky is the cold grey of steel, flecked and swirling with falling snow. He'd been planning to fly but the bad weather had left him grounded and he has no time to waste if he wants to make it to the celebration on foot.
12 AP
Fullbody: 1AP
Fullbody Colored: 2AP
Fullbody Shaded: 1AP
Background Bonus: 2AP
Corresponding Biorhythm Bonus: 1AP (Dawn)
Seasonal Bonus: 1AP (Winter - snow, evergreens)
Personal Bonus: 1AP
Event Bonus: 2AP comments.deviantart.com/1/7800…
Words: 330 = 1AP
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