Event Eight.

[awashmods]

To thee I'll return, overburdened with care; The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there. No more from the cottage again will I roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

he Town is quiet this week. No sudden quests on the forum post, no roars of werewolves in the distance... just peaceful, peaceful quiet. Of course, it's hot as hell right now, but that aside, it's pretty pleasant. You probably don't want to wander around the Town right now, but... Naturally, now's when the Town is going to start thoroughly encouraging you to do just that. You do want to find your doorway back home, don't you? Better get searching! And don't mind the other worlds you might end up stumbling into first. Welcome to Awash's eighth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

Comments

[whichcraft]

I'm contractually obligated to inform you that it's a really bad idea to trust me.

[But she makes a sweeping, inviting gesture toward the hammerspace door anyway.]

Abandon good sense, all ye who enter here.

[parodeity]

It's okay. I trust you anyway. I usually ain't bad at judgin' if someone actually means me harm or no.

[ ...mostly.

dave also will pretty much latch onto anyone who shows him positive affection, so like. yeah.

but he just strides on into the hammerspace door like it isn't a big deal. ]

[whichcraft]

[...Well. Okay, then. In Dave goes, and all discussion of whether or not that's a good idea immediately becomes moot, because WERE DOIN THIS MAN WERE MAKIN IT HAPEN

With a wave of her hand, she closes the door behind him and sets off to rearrange the entrance to the door; meanwhile, inside the space, it's utterly dark, but reasonably roomy, and certainly open for someone to move around in. It's just that there's really next to nothing inside it, much like the elevator she'd used as an analogy earlier.

After a while, a thin outline appears in the blackness — the shape of a door, presumably reopening, ready for Dave to emerge.]

[parodeity]

[ AND OUT HE GOES unless something went terribly wrong, but...

then he just. has to open the library door, right? he can do that, unless the library itself is trapped. ]