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

[Action]

[inkdrops]

Well, it helps to have a bit of magic when you're in a rush... [And to demonstrate, Miyabi rubs a bit of ink onto her fingers from her sword's brush tip and paints a circle on the coffee table. She'd do this with her brush, but drawing the sword with her less dominant hand is just plain awkward. Either way, from the circle of ink sprouts a single colorful flower.]

But I still know how to grow plants and foods on my own, if I need to.

[Action]

[deathsdoctor]

... it certainly does. [He whistles, a little awestruck and enchanted. That was a pretty piece of magic.]