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Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Wednesday, Day Two of Two
At Fandom, the sun reached its highest point in the sky. Down (or was it up?) here in the dungeon, a next day broke, each hour occupying the space of only half. It was only noticeable to those with keen senses, or those who might've kept an eye on the fireplaces: the figurines had switched places again as night changed.
Well. It might have also been noticeable to anyone who'd wandered into a room with a sky and a visible sun.
[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc | day one ]
Well. It might have also been noticeable to anyone who'd wandered into a room with a sky and a visible sun.
[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc | day one ]
Re: Camp Two - Main Space
"Does anyone have anything that gets rid of zombie guts?" she asked. "A Shout stick, something?"