dramatispersonae

Entry tags:

!days 031-060,
-citrine,
¡game 030,
•sea witch

Citrine

[You find yourselves surrounded by mud walls and a ceiling, the grass of the clearing still dense under your feet. The room is well-lit by the usual lights that litter Aather during the night. There is a small pool of water in one corner and a piece of paper stuck to one of the walls]