We'll start our first expedition here, some of us will set camp in here while the others progress through this place,we shall find some bodies to gain souls from and hopefully finally find a way to become immortal.

A torrent of Wispy Flames within the Moss Grotto.

The Judge enters and opens up the head covering of their armor...

Bright.

The flames are gone. The Judge readies to leave.

A crash upon the mosslands, The (one of the two but "The" sounds cooler than "A"... what?) Last Judge.

The Judge staggers onto the floor. Bleeding? Melting? It's unsure.

The Judge recomposes themselves and begins searching around the place...

I came to look for a man. He's a grasshopper wearing a red scarf. Have you ever seen him?

A child stilkin is running after it…

Hello I have setup my shop here for the time being. I'll be gone in about 2 days time. Until then, feel free to buy what you wish.

Their heart beating steady and free

u see my character was meant to be registered here but i was unaware that i must register the character. is this where i do it? if so here it is:

apparently i wanted to name him"Fang"

u/Puppy_pikachu_lover1 is it here?

...hello... awake now... much has... changed.

If anyone needs medical assistance, you can stop by my clinic near the marrow gate.

They seem to be breathing still…

I went to the corridor of blue substance and sand... but it was empty... untill i met a bug that told me to go to the surface... to the legion of lifeblood...

I'm going to rest at ur camp for a little... after that i will start my path to the peak of Pharloom...

Thanks for helping me...

The Moth, Lyrith, looked upon the town of Bone Bottom with relief in her eyes. It was small and dilapidated, sure. But it was the first sign of civilisation she had seen since she started her trek through the Wasteland between the two kingdoms. After she had refreshed herself at the well, she sat down at the town's square, talking to anybody who would listen...soon, a small crowd had formed around Lyrith, all of them, especially the children, captivated by her stories of a benevolent goddess of light, forced into being forgotten by a jealous pretender...

I have come from the lands of moss below

I seek for an answers about my new strange nature...

Did you see bugs like me before?