Clayton trudged through the ash-choked fringes of the Forgotten Atlanta Expanse, his Shedskin cloaked as a scavenger's rags, masking his Verdant Lord aura.
His Regalia of the Verdant Warden, in bow form, hung slung across his back, ready to conjure bone or root arrows with his Heartseed Core's renewable Embers.
The Thornshade Dagger, venom-coated and stealth-enhancing, rested sheathed at his hip, its Artifact hum subtle.
His Architect Aspect thrummed, leashed to lend with Torren's adventurer team. Their communication pagers, Mycoglyph-etched, pulsed faintly, linking their Aspects, enabling them to stay in constant communication.
Clayton's Aphid Network, over 50 minions strong, lurked far behind, cloaked by Verdant Shroud, while his rootsite stood fortified, a distant anchor.
For the first time, his humanoid body was going on an expedition far from his Rootsite and his Verdant Lord body.
In all honesty, it was a thrilling experience.
