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Why can I not stop thinking about Lady Sialeeds?
Milady, if you would be so kind as to share a drink with me...? -
Dear Gods//Dear Friends
Dear Gods:As you probably know, I have set up a clinic to offer free medical care to the members of this place. Unfortunately, I am lacking many tools and medicines that would benefit those who seek my services. I humbly ask for assistance in acquiring these necessities. While I understand we are all here to be punished, I would hope such merciful ( Read more... ) -
Clinic Update
It is fully operational now, though rather lacking in supplies. Perhaps the next time the Gods see it fit to gift us things they will restock it. In the meantime, I am making medicines from the roots and branches of the trees here. -
Almost ready...
I'm almost done making this old clinic useful again, though many of the old supplies are hardly fit for use. I'm not sure where or if more could be procured, but if anyone has any ideas, I'm open to suggestions. -
Medical Care
I have found what appears to be the ruins of a medical clinic of sorts. I am working to clean it up so we, the unfortunate condemned, will have an infirmary. I am afraid I am not well versed in all of the technology here, so if anyone who is can offer some advice, I would be grateful ( Read more... ) -
05. Willow Bark
Thank you to all who responded to my query. I have posted the results of the responses here for reference and if anyone else responds, I will add them ( Read more... ) -
04. Strategist's Roster
Fellow Captives of the Gods:
If you would like to be added to this roster, please leave me a note over here and I will add you ASAP
Thank you,
--Mathiu
[OOC: Please help me keep my sanity and DO NOT leave requests to be added in this thread. Use the one above for that. Requests for corrections are welcome here, though]
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03. A Moment of Your Time
Greetings everyone ( Read more... ) -
No Sleep, No Scotch.
I found my way to a building towards the back of the first street that had an unlocked door. There was nothing but a creaky floor to sleep on and a moth-eaten blanket that smelled like a shroud. There appears to be some stale bread. It doesn't look appetizing, but it could be worse ( Read more... ) -
01. A Journal. How Appropriate.
It is time. The Runes, the gods, they have brought me here for the crimes I knew I would have to pay for. No matter what I attempted to do to redeem myself would rectify the problems I caused during my life. I wonder if there are others here...I wonder what their crimes were.
The streets are filthy. I half expect someone to climb from a sewer grate ( Read more... )