Pike seems to be missing. He didn't show to work this morning, so I called his house... and
Amy said he wasn't there, either.. I'm really worried about him. With the madness that was on the streets (but seems to have miraculously cleared up...freaky), he could be really hurt somewhere. I've sent some of the girls out to look for him, but who knows what they'll turn up?
Also, a big thing I forgot to mention in the excitement of the dragon....the center? Is moving! While that is somewhat overshadowed by Pike's disappearance, it's exciting news. I'm not sure *where* we're moving to yet, but we are. My building is a bit on the..well, the shabby side. And that benefactor of Gwen's has agreed that for a little more positive media relating to his firm, he'll finance the entire move, including rent for the new place until we build up some funds.
*sighs* Now, back to the sad news...
I heard through the street talk that
Wesley Wyndam Pryce fell in a battle. I don't know the details of his demise, but from what I know of the man, he fell fighting the good fight, and fighting it bravely--even if he stood no chance of survival. My contact with him was brief, but it was significant for me. He was a good man, a good soldier. And he will be missed. I'm sure most of the people in this city had no idea who he was, or what he did--but I imagine his loss will be felt by everyone, somehow.