[open & closed] and when that day comes

[thereneverwas]

WHO: Barrow & friends
WHAT: ye olde lyrium detox in its various stages
WHEN: vaguely Wintermarch
WHERE: the infirmary
NOTES: I'll be adding a few starters at a time since I want later developments to feel organic and make sense. please feel free to request something if you don't see it here!

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[armd]

Abby nods. It makes it sound terrible — and maybe it is, in a way, that they all more or less have to stay exactly where they are unless they venture out together. To certain people it would sound awful but there's safety in numbers. They are at war.

"Oh, shit. Which lake?"

They should look into it. Fix that.

(Would they have to go underwater?)

[thereneverwas]

“Crestwood,” Prudence says, with a weak little twitch of a smile—- same as the town that resides upon it. “It was… some years ago. The Inquisition* drained it to close the rift.”

She looks away, breathes a small sigh as she rubs a hand up and down one of her arms.
“There were… bodies had come back. The dead. Wandering, attacking anyone who got too near.”

Not that Abby would know anything about that.

*ok it might’ve been Riftwatch by that point I don’t remember