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[rohir]

*gets bitten on the thumb by some obscure insect during my wanderings in the desert*

*can smell something putrid coming from the said digit*

*really hopes it's not the dreaded 'g' word and NO not gonorrhea*

Damn. I need my adar...

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[lordelrond]

* his ada-sense tells him he needs to go find his errant son and so he does*

*wanders around looking for you*

[rohir]

*is feeling a bit feverish and disoriented now*

*notices that the flies seem very attracted to the thumb*

*sits down on a stone and tries to figure out the way to Tirion*

[lordelrond]

*stands at the edge of a dessert*

*sratches his head in confusement* Since when do we got a desert in Aman? Ah well.

*calls out your name repeatedly hoping to hear an answer*

[tar_calion]

Since when do we got a desert in Aman? Ah well.

Springfield. Simpsons. Natch.