#sentient trees

[mintybleh]

I ran a oneshot last friday (I believe?), and it was all about throwing this cute goblin a big birthday party! it was very fun, although I do prefer playing over DMing, but he's cute!

the tree wasn't invited (of his own volition), and I included the party invitation as well, soo have fun with that, German speakers

a bit of a shitpost, but it was fun!

no speedpaint this time

[logandria]

The woods hungers.

It feeds when it wishes.

It digests slowly~

[dandylyonsolarium]

The floral planet of Alestera

Featuring their Ancient Ones who’s roots go deep into the crust and absorb the minerals the Alesterens need to craft their star cruisers and other fine machinery. These ores are dropped in large fruits, but in desperate times the petals themselves can be burned and the ashes refined for the metal.

While their crafts are highly valued, it’s very rare to find anyone other than an Alesteren with one. As unless you are given a pass of friendship, they have solar canons that will turn your ship into a fine powder

[dummbastard]

Sentient tree creatures!

You're out on a walk when you when come across one during the spring. A huge, gnarled face sprouting from the trunk. Striations running down the bark, and tangled with vines, give the impression of a beard and mustache

His eyes are closed as if in rapture. A hum rumbles up from his roots as his branches tremble in the breeze. Tiny yellow puffs dancing from the small purple blooms nestled in his leaves

"Hello!" You call out to the great being. "Are you alright?"

He signs and, without opening his eyes, he says, "The wind. It gives such a lovely scratch to these itchy petals. It was nearly driving me insane."

You continue on your walk and leave the tree to his scratching

You come across another tree, a female of the same species. Striations running down her bark, and tangled with vines, give the impression of a beard and mustache. Her eyes are also closed, as if in a state of rapture.

"Hello!" You call again. "Are you well?"

"Oh yes, human. I am well." A sign escapes her. "The wind scratches my petals so nicely!" She hums as the wind tickles her yellow petals, her branches stretching and wriggling ever so slightly, as if trying to reach further into the wind

You continue on your walk and leave the tree to her scratching

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Inspired by this post

[that-forest-thing]

Trees can grow for thousands of years. A single tree can be home to many generations of creatures that take refuge in it's branches. And still it stands there, unyielding, unknowable. How many memories span the years, stretching back through the decades. Imagine the stories trees could tell, whispers on the wind, if only you stopped to listen...

[neuralnetworkgallery78blog]

[eggshell-cereal]

u all live to love but i love to live and that's why ur all gonna be more successful than me

[pantherpaw]

In Narnia, where do they get paper from?

Because the trees are sentient...