Beryl stares in shock, more from being normal pony size than anything else, she didn't realize what the dark king said before being rushed out. Once she finally snapped into reality.. or rather get her head in the game, she looked around, she wasn't going to fight- just go along. It was the easiest option after all. Potions need ingredients, ingredients can be grown or made.
In front of the castle was the lifeless valley- one she somehow knew held special bones for her potions. She was desterbed by the thought but it was just a game, right? She wondered in it to find bone fragments and sometimes what seemed like moving mouse skeletons. She picked up some after a small prayer and checking to see if it was okay to pick up. Some times when she prayed, she would get a strange 'no' feeling and thus would leave the bones. After getting enough, she continued to go to the ruins to collect stones.
"I wonder what the others are doing." She stops and realizes how her voice changed. "WHAT?!" Her shreek can be herd for a few miles. "Why do I sound like this?"
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