Twisting Paths of the Dungeon, Somewhere, Thursday

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The pathways of the dungeon had changed overnight. Anyone who had stayed in a room beyond their welcome had found themselves booted out back onto the hallways that belonged to their camp and feeling pressed down by the sudden increase in gravity. The doors of yesterday had closed. Other doors had now opened.

And other routes.

[ pathways | gremlins | space battles | room of the past | flooded room | free space | strange vault | ooc NOTE: room doors not belonging to your camp will lock when you enter. so please designate whether you're from camp 1 or the joint camp 2/ camp 3 ]

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Re: A Brass Door

[suitably_heroic]

"Yeah," Atton said, taking another big gulp of his own drink. "Where else would I be?"

Re: A Brass Door

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"Good point," Cade replied. "Think we can just karking stay here today?"

Re: A Brass Door

[suitably_heroic]

"I don't care about can," Atton announced, slamming back a drink. "Just wandered into another room, don't want to deal, gonna keep drinking. You better do the same."

Re: A Brass Door

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Cade shrugged, then toasted him with his glass. "Works for me."

Re: A Brass Door

[suitably_heroic]

Atton toasted him back with his (now empty, but not for long) glass. "This place remind you of anything?"