WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3

[It has begun. With the death of the Spinner and the execution of the Indulgent, they remaining Titled will be plagued once more by vivid dreams. And just as last week, they are awoken by the sounds of doors creaking open.

Just like last week. But no one had died last week. Right? No one had been subjected to that...thing.

And yet the strange, cold feeling of foreboding remains. And it is certainly most worrisome to those living in rooms 3, 4, 6, and 15. Those who pass by room 7 and 8 will feel that same, worrisome feeling of foreboding as well.

What will they wake up to find? Who knows, now. If dragons are real, anything is possible.

There are thirteen strangers in this place.]

Comments

[bythewaves]

I will be.

[ Maglor smiles at him fondly ] No harm done, eh? I promise, I am feeling much better now.

[lightnen]

G-Good. I'd feel worse if i'd actually somehow knocked you out or something.

[ That's something he 100% means, unable to shake that feeling of guilt from having done that to someone he actually cares about. ]

Think you'd be up for sparring sometime again? I'd have to get gloves to wear so there wouldn't be a repeat of things like this, so you don't have to worry about that.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor smiles at him and manages to sit up ]

I would enjoy that. You are fast, and clearly very skilled. I think I would enjoy seeing what you can do. And I'm out of practive fighting with empty hands.