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Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Friday
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. ]
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. ]
Re: Camp One - Alcoves
"Maybe. But it's not good to keep it all in," said the girl who did an awful lot of repressing herself.
"Can I do anything?"
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Allie started to move away but stopped. "I know you want to help Stiles, but if you want to talk...I'm not all that good at knowing what to say. But I can listen, okay?"
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Right now, she still had to process some.