Event Ten.

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Little Willie, mean as hell, Pushed his sister in a well. Mother said, while drawing water, "My, it's hard to raise a daughter."

t's pretty dark and miserable down in the well. The cavernous area feels much larger than a well should be, bodies milling about in the darkness and knee deep, frigid water. So you're here -- and you're not alone, and the only way out appears to be the thin circle of sunlight from above, the opening of the well. (And elsewhere, in the Town, everyone's waking up to gifts of various usefulness, but hopefully they remember to check the well today even so!) What now? Welcome to Awash's tenth event log, and the intro log for this month, everyone! All new characters have found themselves waking in the well in the middle of the Town. Hopefully they can get a hand out! For more information, please go here! Meanwhile, the current characters have some new gifts. If there are any questions, please ask them here, and have fun! Thank you!

Comments

[troubadamsel]

[She blinks a bit, startled by the personal approach.]

... Yes, it's been very difficult. But we have no choice but to persevere. I must return home to my allies and my cause, so it would do me no good to give up hope.

[rerevale]

...Yeah! You're totally right. I'm sure everyone back home are all waiting for us to come home with a smile.

But if something is hard or tough for you, I hope you've found people here you can lean on! And try to keep your injuries to a minimum, okay?

[troubadamsel]

[She smirks a little at that.]

No need to worry too much about that last one. My specialty is healing magic.

[rerevale]

—Magic?! So you're one of the people here who have super-cool powers, huh...!

[ Says the Complete Normie. He doesn't bother hiding how amazing he thinks all of this is; his eyes grow wide, his posture straightens. ]

[troubadamsel]

[All right, flattery helps a lot.]

Indeed, I am. With my tomes, I can also use offensive magic, such as fire, wind and lightning.

[rerevale]

Ah, that's so cool... So you're a total all-rounder!

—But I didn't even ask you for your name, first! What can I call you? I'm Momo, by the way! ☆

[troubadamsel]

[She puts a hand to her chest, slight bow.]

My name is Maribelle. I hope you adjust here, Momo.