Grikk frets at his journal. Relationships* are scary, feelings are dumb, hangovers suck.
*potential trainwrecks
Boys are dumb. Elves are dumb. When these coincide, Grikk is dumb.
I've been having dreams where my teeth fall out.
Vorrick complains about hammocks, hot weather, dreams and Duskwhispers.
Ineffectuelf is ineffectual. And no longer sleeping on Howsa and Tel's couch.
Tl;Dr: Gdi, Ryn. Or, well, whatever's taken over for Ryn at the moment.
Llev makes little researcher flaily hands and abuses italics.
Then suddenly things happened.
Like Ryn doing horrible, reprehensible things to Krestin. And Norrien, Aenstrian and a knife confronting him about it. Oops.
this isn't my dad, this is a cell phone.
Qilin would like very much to know why she's being visited by the Magistry.
Aenstrian, Vorrick, would you care to discuss?