Cinder Roots - A Treant's Tale
Something’s wrong, the ash-like tree thought. His friend was lying down on the grass near him. Its presence was getting smaller, fading. It needs my help! Each passing second getting dimmer and dimmer. How can I? How… This is it, I have to move, I can’t just watch my friend disappear.
He pushed, almost like a bird trying to get out of an egg. Cmon, I can do this, I need to do this! My whole life was preparing me for this moment! I just need to… Move!
He heard something snapping.
Major change imminent. Starting transformation process
Congratulations! By using your pure determination, you have forced an evolution
Warning - Evolutions are rare events that can change your entire being. Reevaluation of base stats started
Race Cinderborn Treant
Unavailable (Unlocked at Level 5)
This Treant, once a tree, received the blessing of fire, permeating it with curiosity. Treants are a race of tree-shepherds, that care and protect their lesser cousins
+5 Charm added
Affinity with Fire added
Loads of information screens appeared in his mind. He didn’t care. Right now his focus was on the body he saw. Yes, saw, he could see now. The world was still dark, but he could define shapes. The body on the ground was that of a young-looking creature.
He tried moving his roots, only to find they weren't roots anymore. With some difficulty, he managed to move without falling flat on his face.
Approaching as fast as he could without stumbling over, he now saw blood covering the ground, creating a trail that leaded out of his glave.
I… I took too long. My friend is gone.
The Treant didn’t understand what he felt. He was just empty. The giant felt the falling rain. I dreamed of this… But… But I’ve failed.
He grabbed the body, carrying it like it was the most delicate thing in the world. Don’t worry, I will make sure you have your rest. He placed it alongside a great oak. He picked tiny flowers with his big trunk-like hands and adorned his friend's cold body. Rain clouded his yellow eyes. I will discover what happened to you, he promised.
The blood trail his friend left was slowly fading, getting cleaned by the falling rain. I need to be quick. He looked at his new body. He was similar to the tree he once was. His skin was made from the same ash-like bark. Massive arms and legs powered him. Yellow and black moss covered the lower part of his face, mimicking a beard. He still had the same golden leafs, but his canopy was smaller, more concentrated. His eyes were like a golden, almost orange, flame. He shifted his attention to the information screens that had appeared.
Congratulations! You've earned the achievement “Fireborn I”
Have the status “Affinity with Fire” active. Grants basic fire spells and average fire resistance
Congratulations! You've earned the achievement “Evolver”
You've forced an evolution. Evolution is its own reward
Skills and Spells
While the Treant remains motionless, it is indistinguishable from a normal tree
Tree Talk (Racial skill)
Treats have a natural capability to speak to and understand normal trees, if they feel like talking
Rooted Down (Racial skill)
While in a rooted state, Treants can feel the earth, noticing events happening a great distance away.
Lesser Burning Hands
Lesser version of a basic fire spell that coats the caster hands in fire. Only harmful for other entities
Fire spell that allows the caster to create and shape fire at his will
Kindled basic skill. Grants basic information about living beings or static objects
Yeah, this will be handy, he thought while following the blood trail. A mixture of anger and sadness filling his eyes.