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[forthewen]

Who: Anyone
Where: Hobo dorm
When: Day 05, morning
What: Where the fuck are we what is going on what even?!

[BUT SERIOUSLY YOU GUYS WHAT IS GOING ON???

This is the hobo dorm, home to unsorted characters who wanted to intro and no one could STOP them

this gentleman is distressed]

Comments

[trialanderror]

... Then this really is a different place.

But- games?

[rorrim]

[nods]

Games. Tasks, which you try to complete to the best of your ability. Not...entirely nice or safe ones, sometimes.

[trialanderror]

And completing those tasks gets you closer to that wish?

[rorrim]

Yeah. That, and surviving. Which is sometimes more of a matter of luck, but...

[trialanderror]

Ah... Definitely not nice or safe.

Should we check and see what's outside?

[rorrim]

[nods]

There was a knife in my room. Was there one in yours?

[trialanderror]

... I didn't look for one. Pardon me.

[ goes back into his room

comes back with a knife ]

It would be nice if there was a sheath...

[rorrim]

Better to be safe then sorry, but maybe we can make one out of leather, if we find lizards or something else we can tan the skin of.

[trialanderror]

...

Then, will you lead?

[rorrim]

[nods]

Stay close to me, all right? Hopefully there won't be anything too bad out there.

[trialanderror]

Of course.

[ motions for him to lead the way ]

[rorrim]

[opens the door onto a small grove of trees. far above, looms a cavern celling.]

Definitely not Sabra...

[trialanderror]

Underground...

[rorrim]

[nods]

Like Sabra. But the trees are different.

[trialanderror]

Similar, but not the same.

[rorrim]

Right. We had torches, not those, too.

[pointing to the glowy stuff on the celling.]

[trialanderror]

I'm not sure which is more eerie...

[rorrim]

I think I like this better, less worrying about the damp putting them out by the river. Shall we keep going?

[trialanderror]

Mm.

[ and then I guess we ran into Acoralariuses ]

[rorrim]

[yes I guess we will have to explore further later :|a]