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Added later, to Labyrinth mission report:
6(a) Collectively, a new challenge
SPORES

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In chaos runes:

Biology fieldtrip

wHAt I saw

finchLEy town, gaRrISon, two ne!gHboring orc tribes, two neighboring druid groves and the locAl chapter of the Church of the fInaL Dust have fallen to the forces of order and lIfe in the form of a SymbiotiC fungus known as the blOom. The Bloom spReaDs peace and enforced cooperat!on through mental commands delivered through implanted spores*. Once infected, further infection starts to look like a good idea. Once infested, no rebellion against this slavery is possible. In the early stages of infection, death miracles can cause improvements, while dark druidic tree drain effects can destroy it in its entirety- the infected is treated as the vegetable. Bloom funguseseseses are effectively pure life essence and are simply unaffected by harm, although infected creatures respond in the normal way. Dead or injured creatures regenerate rapidly, their unfortunately-necessary structures flawlessly** reconstructed by the fungus. Complete destruction with fire prevents this, although bloom fungielse where will craft an identical** replacement body in a matter of days.

Future work: A project to oppose the spread of order.

The Bloom has number of dangerous entities at its command but it is the steady** progression of the general area of its control that is the greatest hazard to free existence. Killing birds you leaving the Finchley area will prevent this. Killing some of its squirrels and burning them will inconvenience it. Setting fire to mushrooms will reduce its growth. Leave before anything dangerous catches up with you (or, if you are confident of escape, poison anything dangerous that catches up with you and then run away***.) Learn to recognize the signs of possession. Don't be part of the problem: the problem is really boring.


*Chaos runes have a lot of nuance when it comes to describing slavery. All of this sentence after "The Bloom" is effectively one word.
**This word has strong negative connotations.
***giggling may become necessary

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Hail in the name of the Bloomany!

We have cleverly lost, snatching only the absolute minimum of resources and attempting to sacrifice as many as possible of our strongest warriors* in futile one-man stands as we retreated. We've ensured the bloom's continued growth for three days with little to nothing to show for it.

Fortunately, we were fighting the Bloom, an aspect of Life; I'd lose my residency rights if we'd done that against a chaos cult. Or if I'd refused to go along on a mission against a chaos cult.

On the plus side, we did manage to get recruited by the friendly Dark druids and the nice Death cult in our epic struggle against evil peace and Life insatiable. Having the dark druids around might push me up to second most despised theological position, too. The main thing is to spread the word about evil Life, so that people take a more nuanced view of theological positions.

And to spread the word of the ordered bouncers who wouldn't let us recruit other assistance from possibly-helpful Anarchy shrine. The Anarchy spirits may well have been itching to give us cake and defoliant.

Which rather leads me to the other thing I have to do.

*Throwing Nab under a garrison-sized cart doesn't /work/, but we totally /tried/.