Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Friday

[not_a_whiner]

A strong wind tore through the hallways. Inside the camps, it was only audible: no breeze flicked into the large chambers themselves. Outside them, though, torches would flicker on and off on their own whim, exposing the dungeon's residents to errant grues.

There was something to be celebrated, though: when the maze shifted overnight, its paths crossed and connected all three camps. Time for a reunion.

[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc as of yesterday, everyone in camp 1 is free to assume they know about the first key and the vault. ]

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Re: Camp Three - Corridors Out Of Camp Three

[firstnameagent.livejournal.com]

Coulson kind of appreciated the wind for a while, so he hung around just outside the camp for a bit. But when the lights flickered out and he was pretty sure he had a close call with... something, he went back inside.