#014 // Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main...
When they said the Wilderness liked to shift, they weren't kidding. This little...pen, or whatever it is, is not nearly as comfortable as the room I appropriated in the city.
Ah well. At least all my things came with me.
Right now I am very, very glad I found this little folding chair thing and this large umbrella. It's making work something approximating bearable. Blasted Wilderness, putting the cocoons on deck instead of in a nice shady cool area below.
((OOC: Those who may venture past where the cocoons are being kept will most likely see Drake sitting on a folding camp chair with a gigantic RAINBOW golf umbrella over him, his sword settled against his knee, and a completely grumpy expression on his face.))
Ah well. At least all my things came with me.
Right now I am very, very glad I found this little folding chair thing and this large umbrella. It's making work something approximating bearable. Blasted Wilderness, putting the cocoons on deck instead of in a nice shady cool area below.
((OOC: Those who may venture past where the cocoons are being kept will most likely see Drake sitting on a folding camp chair with a gigantic RAINBOW golf umbrella over him, his sword settled against his knee, and a completely grumpy expression on his face.))