[If one looks on their journal feed for this specific entry, they'll see shadows about, and hear a few bumps as the journal is adjusted, before all of a sudden one of the current problem occupants of Luceti shows his face. He's grinning, obviously pleased, his eyes wide with mirth. To those of you that have seen him before, he... doesn't look at ( Read more... )

[If one looks around towards the outskirts of the forest, they'll see a man wandering around, dressed in something that generally isn't seen on newcomers: a crisp, pressed suit, with buckles, and a matching fedora. The white cotton pants that newcomers normally have are slung over his shoulder carelessly, and his hands are not out, but stuffed in ( Read more... )