Event Log | Days 18-20

[doomcame]

WHO: K, Squalo, Taissa, Chloe & Cat
WHAT: Cabin fever, but inside a jail. The above get stuck after seeking shelter from the storm.
WHEN: Days 18-20
WHERE: VII.C.25 AKA Martin's Jail™
WARNINGS: None yet, please add them to toplevels and I'll update this as necessary.
NOTES: Make your own toplevels within and tag around for shenanigans and bad times.

Comments

[desperate_times_right]

“The Eastern Lands? Is that where you're from when you're not burning in space?”

Look, this star thing is still a little unbelievable.

[absentconstellation]

"It is not."

Generally humans accept that constellations are something beyond their understanding and just move on, but apparently having knowledge of what stars actually are makes that difficult. Or is it that the gods are not so active in her life?

"It is where I have most recently spent time. As abruptly as I was brought to this place, I do not know the current state of other places in the Mortal Realms. A great deal can change for humans in a few short years."

[desperate_times_right]

“Oh, okay. Makes sense. I travel a lot too.”

Though probably not like this cat does.

“Is that where you want to go back to if we get out of here?”

[absentconstellation]

"No. My previous life has ended. I will return to the skies and rest for a time."

[desperate_times_right]

“Oh.” Sounds bad. “Uh, condolences?”

[absentconstellation]

"Death is an inevitable consequence of mortal life. Save your condolences for those left behind," he says gently, thinking of the lady Alanna of Trebond. He knows she will mourn him for a very long time. Perhaps she will be comforted when she finds his stars in the sky. But that won't happen until he actually makes it back there...

[desperate_times_right]

“Huh.” Chloe goes back to petting him again. She’d never had a pet but she knows enough about grief. “Guess you're right. Hope you get your rest soon.”