Second.

[trustwellness]

A week's distance from the last death seems to have helped some of you, seems to have calmed things down somewhat; the presence of a new floor has helped a little in that endeavor as well – things are a little less claustrophobic, a little more open. Of course, for others things haven't been going as smoothly; between the odd dreams that you've all been experiencing and the Wordsmith's incentive, the added space may just be encouraging distance between you and your fellow Apprentices. It seems that only time will tell how things will progress from here. Friday morning comes, and with it comes the brightening of the lights throughout the University – though it seems there's something a bit wrong with the second floor in that regard. Namely, the workshop remains dark. That's probably going to be a problem. >Explore?

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[neverheardofhim]

[Varric'll crane his neck up at the man, head tilted to the side.]

What've you got?

[quadruples]

Somebody's taken bandages from the cabinet.

[neverheardofhim]

Huh. [He's got about a million crazy theories bumping around in his head, but he'll save them for the morning.]

We should go back to the others, then, if there's nothing else here. Let them know what we came across.