[She definitely has a weapon. Her bow, and as many arrows as she wants. But the bow and arrow may not make much difference once she sees what she is up against.
At first, there is only darkness, only her. But then everything goes red, and the sky and the ground begin to shift in shape and form, until everything surrounding her -- and presumably everything for miles to come -- is composed of massive red faces.
Frozen with fear and confusion, you cannot do anything but watch as strange, threatening figures begin to march towards you from the darkness. Big, small, wide and thin -- they all look like misshapen people, and all of them are grinning widely. As they come closer, it's more evident that they are chanting together:
"The time has come ... The Night Festival! 'Tis the time of the festival, which comes with the passing of every 216 years ... The Eclipse!"]
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At first, there is only darkness, only her. But then everything goes red, and the sky and the ground begin to shift in shape and form, until everything surrounding her -- and presumably everything for miles to come -- is composed of massive red faces.
Frozen with fear and confusion, you cannot do anything but watch as strange, threatening figures begin to march towards you from the darkness. Big, small, wide and thin -- they all look like misshapen people, and all of them are grinning widely. As they come closer, it's more evident that they are chanting together:
"The time has come ... The Night Festival! 'Tis the time of the festival, which comes with the passing of every 216 years ... The Eclipse!"]