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

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

No, but I could use some help gettin' up there.

[ Honestly, I won't blame Maya if he thinks Caramia's a total moron after this. He's too drunk for this... ]

Oh, but... y'only got one arm. S'it gonna be a problem...?

[scooptimistic]

Nope. Just let me know when you're ready and I'll work my magic.

[ It's totally fine. ]

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

Magic- Are you a witch, signorina??? [ Someone should call this man 'Caramia "Should've Fucking Learned By Now Not All Magic Users Are Witches/Wizards" Last Name Not Found'. Except that's a mouthful so don't actually. Regardless, he shifts over to the window with a bit of a wobble. If he climbed up on the porch like a normal person he probably could've reached the window, or... just jumped in general, but neither of these seemed to have occurred to Caramia yet. ]

M'ready!