017 [Voice, backdated to Sept 5th]

[deathsdoctor]

[Hello Luceti. You’re greeted by the sound of a journal opening and muttering. And in the far background, rustling. Like something is squirming around in the distance - wrapping, twining, growing.

We might have a problem here.]



Is there anyone in the village with extensive knowledge of fairy tales? We have a situation on our hands we could use some advice dealing with. [Or maybe even a rescue, but Law’s pride keeps him from saying that much - for now.]



Thorns. [Katara’s voice piped in.] Lots and lots of thorns. They’re growing and overtaking the house, and we’re not sure why.



We think they’re connected to a kidnapping effect. The lady affected has been in an unnaturally deep sleep for days and nothing seems to wake her. [Nothing. Not even beer bottles perched on her head. 8|a ] Has anyone heard of anything like this?

((This is an open post that can be fielded by anybody trapped in the house. Threadjack to your hearts’ content - Law’s journal is made to be snatched from him and anyone else who has it.))

Comments

[deathsdoctor]

[Ooooh, this will be interesting then.]

... well, then. Perhaps you'd like to try your luck at House Six.

[avaricious]

Gladly. I'll just make my way over.

[And be so super casual about it. And make sure he eats too. Passing out in the middle of all of that wouldn't help anyone.]

[deathsdoctor]

Alright. See you soon.

[We and the thorns will be waiting.]

[avaricious]

[Off he goes.]