WEEK 6.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 6 With the deaths of Viktor Nikiforov, Varric Tethras, and Killia, you're down to half of your original number. There's only fifteen of you left. How much longer before your number drops again? Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Of course, that doesn't mean that you've gained nothing else among the many, many losses you've faced; it seems that another floor has been made available to you for surviving another week. Congratulations and well done, even if you might not necessarily appreciate the reward. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 15

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week six of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Wordsmith, you can do so through letters or the switchboard!]

Comments

[sportadork]

[he had almost forgotten what trees even looked like he's about to cry.

obviously, Sportacus is going to be spending the majority of his day in the greenhouse. he's climbing the trees like a child, hanging out on the upper boughs of the tree and eating the fruit from them. he's sitting among the flowers, humming tunelessly and periodically waving a hand over them. nothing happens, but he doesn't seem to expect it to. he's just fucking chilling in general it's a great goddamn day.]

[ravagers]

[ She sees Sportacus climbing that tree and... holy shit, she has to get in on that. She picks the tree closest to her buddy and climbs up into it. She's a good climber! ]

Glad to see you in a good mood.

[sportadork]

It's hard to be in a bad mood when you're in somewhere so beautiful! I would sleep in here if it wouldn't kill me!

[pets the tree!] I don't see how they're doing so well without sunlight... I have never seen anything like it.

[ravagers]

Mm-hmm, I'd do the same! It's just so pretty, and it smells amazing in here. I missed this sort of thing.

[ She hugs the trunk of the tree. ]

It's kind of like a little miracle... I hope they weren't too lonely, all by themselves.

[sportadork]

Someone must have been taking care of them, before we got here... But, I can't really imagine the Wordsmith being very good at gardening, can you?