Event Nine.

[awashmods]

Thus, on Life’s gloomy sea, Heareth the marinere Voices sweet, from far and near, Ever singing in his ear, “Here is rest and peace for thee!”

t's a dark night, and the sounds of feet in the darkness are further dampened and hidden by even more magic, as they are lured away by the soft sounds of dreams that are too good to be true, leaving the Town much, much emptier than when it began. On one side, an island, and a ticking clock to a gruesome death. On the other, the slow realization that those bonds everyone has been forging might mean much, much more than they first thought. Welcome to Awash's ninth 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. Please be sure to very clearly mark where your characters are in your prompts, so people know which they can tag depending on which group they are in. Thank you!

Comments

[tropism]

You're welcome. [ giorno says, rather amused. ] Though you shouldn't take that as further encouragement to get hurt.

Were you able to retrieve your friends? [ or anyone close to whom who he's lost in the kerfuffle earlier. ]

[recommending]

No more from me. I'm not cut out for things like this.

[ He doesn't regret it, though, because... ]

I was. They're both safe, now.

[tropism]

Do you normally fight? Or is this something you've had to learn in here?

[ it'd be a lot easier for everyone involved if everyone knew how to do it to a degree, but that's not how the town works, which is too bad. the good news is more often than not inexperience isn't really a hindrance here since there's always help to be found. ] And that's good to hear, at least. I'm happy for you.