She's never seen this much snow. Like she's seen snow, but never like... snow. It's less cold than she thought it would be, which like isn't much, but it's something. Trying to walk through deep, unbroken snow when you're a shrimp sucks though. Like a lot. She finally gives up and stops entierly, depositing her pack onto the snow.
"Hey," she calls to whoever's nearest, "I'm gonna change real fast, can you throw this on my back when I'm done? I'll totally give you a ride."
ii. Ice Rift Baby
She's here to help. Mostly in a "Close the rift" capacity and less of a "fight the demons" capacity. Which like... being a liability really fucking sucks, but she's clumsy with the dagger somebody's given her and the wind in this world is... Kinda weird. But whatever, bad odds are ones she can roll with.
The wind needs a little extra direction here and Jenny Lou is doing her best Jackie Chan impression, sending blades of wind slashing through wisps while people way better at fighting than her take care of the icy boys. It's scary as hell and draining. And then she slips and suddenly there's a fucking despair demon darting right towards her.
"Fuck!" Her hands fly up, palms out as if to ward it off. A blast of wind roars through the cave, slamming the demon against the opposite wall of the cave. Holy shit- She scrambles to her feet, hurling a wind blade at the creature in a desperate attempt to cut it in half. It only slams it against the wall again. Jenny Lou's knees give out, all her strength leaving her.
iii. GOODBYE MOTHER I'M GOING TO LIVE WITH THE GOATS
She can't really shift long enough to be any kind of effective at pulling a sleigh, but she can help herd the goats. Except she's maybe cycling in and out of Gringolet's form too much, because like... Chilling with big ass goats is so soothing. Like. So soothing. Like this is where she belongs, knocking snow off bushes to browse and keeping an eye out for pesky predators...
The spell ends and Jenny Lou lies flat on her back in the snow. Among the goats, who at least have gotten acclimated to humans, thanks to their big horse friend constantly turning into one. "I've decided this is where I belong," she announces to no one in particular, "I live with the goats."
Jenny Lou | OTA
She's never seen this much snow. Like she's seen snow, but never like... snow. It's less cold than she thought it would be, which like isn't much, but it's something. Trying to walk through deep, unbroken snow when you're a shrimp sucks though. Like a lot. She finally gives up and stops entierly, depositing her pack onto the snow.
"Hey," she calls to whoever's nearest, "I'm gonna change real fast, can you throw this on my back when I'm done? I'll totally give you a ride."
ii. Ice Rift Baby
She's here to help. Mostly in a "Close the rift" capacity and less of a "fight the demons" capacity. Which like... being a liability really fucking sucks, but she's clumsy with the dagger somebody's given her and the wind in this world is... Kinda weird. But whatever, bad odds are ones she can roll with.
The wind needs a little extra direction here and Jenny Lou is doing her best Jackie Chan impression, sending blades of wind slashing through wisps while people way better at fighting than her take care of the icy boys. It's scary as hell and draining. And then she slips and suddenly there's a fucking despair demon darting right towards her.
"Fuck!" Her hands fly up, palms out as if to ward it off. A blast of wind roars through the cave, slamming the demon against the opposite wall of the cave. Holy shit- She scrambles to her feet, hurling a wind blade at the creature in a desperate attempt to cut it in half. It only slams it against the wall again. Jenny Lou's knees give out, all her strength leaving her.
iii. GOODBYE MOTHER I'M GOING TO LIVE WITH THE GOATS
She can't really shift long enough to be any kind of effective at pulling a sleigh, but she can help herd the goats. Except she's maybe cycling in and out of Gringolet's form too much, because like... Chilling with big ass goats is so soothing. Like. So soothing. Like this is where she belongs, knocking snow off bushes to browse and keeping an eye out for pesky predators...
The spell ends and Jenny Lou lies flat on her back in the snow. Among the goats, who at least have gotten acclimated to humans, thanks to their big horse friend constantly turning into one. "I've decided this is where I belong," she announces to no one in particular, "I live with the goats."
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