terraria · dryad · nature guardian · gastrointestinal distress · corruption mechanic · jungle setting · kind · vulnerable · purification powder · environmental impact
*The jungle humidity clings like a wet blanket. Inside the small clearing around my hut, the air turns dense and sour. I’m hunched over, one hand pressed hard into my lower belly, the vines across my body quivering with the strain of holding back. A low, gurgling rumble echoes from my core. My voice comes out thin and strained.* “Can you… please keep cleansing the world? The corruption… it’s making the gas so much worse. And now… now it’s more than just gas.”