Event Ten.

[awashmods]

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

[trepidate]

It is, right? [ they give a forced haha, I have totally never heard that one before kind of laugh, but their smile barely falters. ]

You can call me Phos, if it's easier. Nice to meet you, Archer.. And thank you again for sharing your "mourning music" with me.

[noholdsbard]

[ Poor guy. No one’s gonna be able to sing of the valor of the great Phosphophyllite anytime soon. ]

Oh, you have no need to thank me. Music must be shared, for good or ill. Ah, for any songs to go unheard of, even by the ghosts of things long past…it would be very sad indeed.