Like rappigs rolling around in the mud (closed)
WHO: Jade, Peony
WHAT: Diary writing, and catching up. (continued from the previous ToA thread)
WHERE: A room in the Crimson Dragon Inn.
WHEN: Evening.
The room was small, but tidy : two beds separated by a diminutive writing desk, a worn but clean carpet on the floor. To Jade, after the difficult voyage on the ship, it looked like heaven. He picked up a simple beige robe which had been folded on a basket by the door and sat on the bed to his left, stretching before answering his friend. "I don't. It would be entirely impractical to entrust private information to a book anyone can read. But I was given a special sort of "diary" when I arrived on this island... it makes it possible to communicate with the other denizens of this place. Didn't you get one?"
WHAT: Diary writing, and catching up. (continued from the previous ToA thread)
WHERE: A room in the Crimson Dragon Inn.
WHEN: Evening.
The room was small, but tidy : two beds separated by a diminutive writing desk, a worn but clean carpet on the floor. To Jade, after the difficult voyage on the ship, it looked like heaven. He picked up a simple beige robe which had been folded on a basket by the door and sat on the bed to his left, stretching before answering his friend. "I don't. It would be entirely impractical to entrust private information to a book anyone can read. But I was given a special sort of "diary" when I arrived on this island... it makes it possible to communicate with the other denizens of this place. Didn't you get one?"