[It's very late at night - you may have gone to sleep already. If not, or if you're a light sleeper, there's a Thereth on the network to talk to. She sounds somewhat....different than usual. A little more...whimsical.]

Did you know.

[As though this is an amazing discovery: ]

That murlocs are fish people.

[This is the sound of a communicator falling into the mud sideways, the onomatopoeia of which has been deleted from this post as it looks dumb when you write it out. It will now give you a conveniently placed if rather crooked view of Thereth plodding onwards through the storm, following what appears to be a very small grey blob. If you've talked ( Read more... )

[Shuffle. Shuffle. Clank. The communicator has turned on in Thereth's pack. The faint sound of lapping water can be heard over the shifting of her armor.]

Little one?

[There's more shuffling, as though perhaps a handsome man has awoken and is getting up. Unaware of the danger, Thereth is approaching him.Have you just arrived? You are safe here ( Read more... )