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Turquoise - Game 198

You find yourself standing in a small, snowy clearing in a pine forest. It's nighttime and bitterly cold, moreso than Camelot; the stars go on forever, and there's a very bright full moon. You can see quite easily. There's a stone archway behind you, and through it you can see the Ring, still with the tables full of mead laid out. Scattered around the clearing are twenty-four free-standing wooden doors, carved and polished. They don't seem like they'd lead anywhere if you opened them, but well, #personae.

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Doors 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 11, 12, 14, 15, 18, 23, and 24 are closed.

Edited 2013-06-19 02:51 (UTC)

... Eight?

Yes. Eight.

Room 8!

You’re standing in a field, with a little farming village visible nearby, in the midst of what would be a great hustle and bustle if it weren’t frozen in time. It’s harvest time, and everybody’s out in the fields, from children to old folks, reaping and bundling and threshing, hands reaching to aid their neighbors with easy cooperation. The harvest is rich, and despite the heavy work, the people are smiling, some with their mouths open as if they were singing just before you came in.