Quest 185
And so it seems that we are, indeed, in for trouble after all.
The sheep didn't disappear at midnight, which means this clearly isn't an average curse. If they had simply grown on their plants, matured, and gone away when the day ended, it would've made for an odd occurrence--and an ominous one at that, as the curses that don't seem to do anything always are--but not a particularly harmful one. But they haven't gone away. Quite the contrary, they seem to have taken to roaming the streets and even attacking people that cross their path, if the Network is any indication.
And yet, Spartacus doesn't seem to be acting any differently than usual. I've been keeping a very close eye on him since word started getting around, to be sure, but he seems reasonably gentle and content, just as he has been since we adopted him. I do hope that's a good sign. I don't want to think about what we'll have to do if it's not--
Penny, you haven't been having any trouble with your flock, have you? I'm afraid that with things being the way they are, it would likely be for the best if we all stayed in tonight, so it seems we'll have to postpone our celebration for another day. But of course, you're always welcome at the Warehouse, if you'd prefer to come and stay with us for the duration? Since I do have a bad feeling that the duration might be a lengthy one. We still don't know how or why any of this is going on, after all, and it's clear that this isn't a usual sort of curse.
And it was this time last year that Adrastus and his mother turned up. Like due is due, is it? And rivers run. But how does it all fit together?
Sheep growing on plants, sheep going mad...and now my concerns from a few days ago don't seem quite so unfounded, after all. Is this the bad thing we've been waiting for all this time? There were lambs then, and there are sheep now, and we're all in just as great of a mess now as we were when all those plagues were coming to pass. It's a bit unsettling how barricading up the Warehouse has become such a familiar routine by now. I hardly even have to think about it anymore.
I really do think it would be best if everyone were to stay inside as much as possible, and if you really must go out, then please do take proper...precautions. I know I'm certainly going to.
[OOC: Someone senses a conspiracy! Or, at least, is warily anticipating the coming sheepocalypse. She's lived through enough of these occurrences to know the warning signs by now, after all. And yes, there is indeed a sheep in the house with her at the moment (under heavy watch, of course). Fortunately, it's one of the harmless ones from the Plague Plot, so she'll be okay in that respect. But hey, she doesn't know that.]
The sheep didn't disappear at midnight, which means this clearly isn't an average curse. If they had simply grown on their plants, matured, and gone away when the day ended, it would've made for an odd occurrence--and an ominous one at that, as the curses that don't seem to do anything always are--but not a particularly harmful one. But they haven't gone away. Quite the contrary, they seem to have taken to roaming the streets and even attacking people that cross their path, if the Network is any indication.
And yet, Spartacus doesn't seem to be acting any differently than usual. I've been keeping a very close eye on him since word started getting around, to be sure, but he seems reasonably gentle and content, just as he has been since we adopted him. I do hope that's a good sign. I don't want to think about what we'll have to do if it's not--
Penny, you haven't been having any trouble with your flock, have you? I'm afraid that with things being the way they are, it would likely be for the best if we all stayed in tonight, so it seems we'll have to postpone our celebration for another day. But of course, you're always welcome at the Warehouse, if you'd prefer to come and stay with us for the duration? Since I do have a bad feeling that the duration might be a lengthy one. We still don't know how or why any of this is going on, after all, and it's clear that this isn't a usual sort of curse.
And it was this time last year that Adrastus and his mother turned up. Like due is due, is it? And rivers run. But how does it all fit together?
Sheep growing on plants, sheep going mad...and now my concerns from a few days ago don't seem quite so unfounded, after all. Is this the bad thing we've been waiting for all this time? There were lambs then, and there are sheep now, and we're all in just as great of a mess now as we were when all those plagues were coming to pass. It's a bit unsettling how barricading up the Warehouse has become such a familiar routine by now. I hardly even have to think about it anymore.
I really do think it would be best if everyone were to stay inside as much as possible, and if you really must go out, then please do take proper...precautions. I know I'm certainly going to.
[OOC: Someone senses a conspiracy! Or, at least, is warily anticipating the coming sheepocalypse. She's lived through enough of these occurrences to know the warning signs by now, after all. And yes, there is indeed a sheep in the house with her at the moment (under heavy watch, of course). Fortunately, it's one of the harmless ones from the Plague Plot, so she'll be okay in that respect. But hey, she doesn't know that.]