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[grapecordial.insanejournal.com]

Who: Aura, anybody
Where: The river, near the Cove
When: Early evening, 228
What: Dehiatus

[WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING IN THE RIVER?!]

[It's… a mass of blue hair and brown cloth, with only brief flashes of the person underneath it all. Soaked to the bone, all of her, and struggling to stay above the surface, let alone to drag herself to shore.]

Comments

[grapecordial.insanejournal.com]

I'd like to hear about the game, if recalling it isn't too painful.

[aclonetraveller.insanejournal.com]

It was fairly straightforward... except for the fact that the Judge had us play as if there were wolves when there were really none.

[grapecordial.insanejournal.com]

From the beginning, Aven.

[aclonetraveller.insanejournal.com]

Ah.

[... yes, definitely not in the mood for it now]

Let's get you dried up first. Warm and toasty, even.

[grapecordial.insanejournal.com]

Is there anything left to eat?

[aclonetraveller.insanejournal.com]

Should be. Canis has been helping out.