A wave of terror coils forth from the massive tree rooted here... as the branches move in the wind, you realize the tree is alive! The tips of leaves are sharpened, dripping with blood from previous victims, the bark blackened, writhing in the mysterious heat. The roots punch free from the earth coiling around nearby targets... searching for you... It is in excellent condition.
You chant, 'magius is iseio'.
You peer intently for magical auras..
Evil Treant appears to be surrounded by:
A steady black glowing vermillion and it's permanent.
A faint numbus of orc and it's permanent.
A black aura of halfling and it's permanent.
A black aura of gnome and it's permanent.
A definate aura of dwarf and it's permanent.
Womple on little frog, womple on.
BEhind Mezz in feral Gardens
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