Event Seven.

[awashmods]

The lives of men, the lives of men With every sheaf are bound! We are the blessing which annuls The curse upon the ground! And he who reaps the Golden Grain The Golden Love hath found.

he setting is actually rather miraculous. In the center of the Town, not far from the well, there are tables set up, complete with bright orange tableclothes, and at the tables, there is a spot for each and every character, both new and old. They have a fancy placeholder with their names written at their spot, and at each spot is a meal they've been craving since they arrived. It's colorful, and delicious, and can be as fancy and spectacular as they desire. Of course, as nice as that is... maybe they should go save the people in the well first? There's definitely some yelling going on down there. Seems like there are some new friends, and the Town's welcoming everyone in style this time! Enjoy the feast; you made it through the Town's tests and are still here! Welcome to Awash's seventh event log/first intro log hybrid, everyone! If there are any questions, please ask them here, and don't forget to welcome all of the new players here! Thank you!

Comments

[retrobeats]

[ he blinks, with a look of incredulous, but pleased, surprise. ]

Love the confidence.

[ he does! more people should be as genuinely comfortable in their own skins as that!

though, speaking of comfort, being emotionally vulnerable with someone he's just met, no matter how kind, is definitely outside of his own comfort zone. now he no longer feels like he's on the verge of immediately running and hiding for the rest of forever with how much nope is in his system, it's time to walk it back a bit. ]

Thanks for the cooldown hug, I think I'm good now? Didn't mean to get all heavy on you like that.

[queenofminiskirts]

[Naturally, she'll let go without any further comment.] Don't worry about it. This whole thing is pretty stressful.