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[fuckyou_chorus]

[In the center of camp today, a large pole has sprung up from (seemingly) out of nowhere. At the very top sits . . .

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[dirtyspells]

This smells exactly like home.

[dirtyspells]

Yes, you're right. Now if only it could come out properly without getting mixed up.

[notallmiracles]

That's okay, I understood what you were going for. Coming here mixes you up a little bit, anyway.

[dirtyspells]

I'm glad you were able to get something out of my rambling. And you didn't even look at me strangely.

[notallmiracles]

[shakes her head]

I can put the pieces together.

[fistingthing]

And you, as well? Perfect. This day could not get any better.

[dirtyspells]

Don't go around saying that. There's still plenty of time for something better to happen.

[fistingthing]

I can only hope.

[dirtyspells]

I'm hoping for griffons. Would that make your day better, too?

[fistingthing]

Extinct beasts being resurrected from the dead? Yes, I can see how that would cap the day off nicely.

[dirtyspells]

A lot of other things have resurrected here and are walking around. It wouldn't be any stranger.

[fistingthing]

That does seem to happen here.

[dirtyspells]

They must need plenty of mages to keep so many of them up and not falling apart.

[fistingthing]

That was my first thought as well, but I've been here months and not seen any signs of one necromancer, much less the numbers this should require. And these dead do not seem to be hosts to demons, either.

[dirtyspells]

What about the Director everyone mentions? She used magic to bring us here, why not magic for everything else?

[hawkwardmoment]

Merrill! That makes all the mages in our party.