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At first you were glad to finally leave the Cloudcrystal Skyfields. The domain of the Giaians was verdant and a welcome change from the harsh and barren landscape you left behind. But then you started to see strange things in the flora.
Now as you approach a field of large flowering plants a shiver runs up your spine as they all turn, as one, toward you and your party the wide flowers looking so much like watching faces of an army of plants...
Taking your hand away from the wound to see how bad it is and treat it you begin to hear the sound of fine mechanisms at work. Washing the blood from the wound and peering deep into the riven tissues you see, much to your shock, that deep within are fine machines at work; positronic motors, gears of micro and macroscopic size, even little pulleys and belts.