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CLOSED | Doctor, won't you tell me, am I going insane?
WHO: Julius, Inessa, Anders, and Colin
WHAT: They all got two things in common: where they come from, and a weird-ass enchantment with no explanation.
WHEN: Wintermarch 22, morning
WHERE: The Gallows, an empty room.
NOTES: Will update.
WHAT: They all got two things in common: where they come from, and a weird-ass enchantment with no explanation.
WHEN: Wintermarch 22, morning
WHERE: The Gallows, an empty room.
NOTES: Will update.
The room's drapes are pulled back, letting in the early morning light. On a table is a plate with a pile of warm, fresh donuts Colin just pulled out of the fryer and bathed in cinnamon sugar. A steaming pot of coffee is there with four mugs. But first, Colin leans in with a plate of small vials filled with an herbal concoction.
"Elfroot and willowbark to start, Ser?" He offers the traditional headache remedy like a polite servant offering champagne.