iStones, August 18th

[hellawrath]

[Here's another announcement by your favorite elf! Only this time, Lup hardly sounds like herself. She sounds, just, so tired. Like having fought and lost an impossible battle, tired. There's no fire or hope in her monotone voice. But whoever's still around to hear this, needs to hear this? She's got to say it anyway.]

If you haven't been here long... The dead come back in the temple. Should only be like, a few days, I-I hope.

We'll be waiting there, for them. You're welcome to join us.

Comments

[salschef]

I guess.

Just got here, two of the three go and die on me.

[hellawrath]

[Yikes, that's rough buddy, all those flippantly sympathetic quips she's got at her disposal? None of that is gonna cut it, here.]

Shit. [Barely more than a whisper, that's all she's got on behalf of this poor newbie's terrible timing.] For what it's worth? It's not-- it's not usually like this, here. I mean... usually there's something to fight, anyway. [Not that the week of darkness and Ai'tuoh and fucking Bliss hadn't been rough as hell, but... this was different.]