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If you are (or were) from mayfield_rpg and still have Tlachtga here on your friends list, could you please do me a favor and remove her? I dropped a few months back and there is a possibility that I will be reusing this account and playing her elsewhere.

Attention Mayfielders! If the journal for this Etrian woman here is still appearing on your Friends Pages, please take a moment to defriend it, as her player recently made the decision to drop from the game. You may find a brief explanation for the decision right over here. Thank you for letting him try, and maybe you'll be lucky enough to see him ( Read more... )

[There's a light click as the phone's handset is picked up from the receiver, followed by an extended pause before Tlachtga speaks.]

I am curious...is there any place here where I might find a locksmith...?

[She isn't planning anything yet, but something tells her that she'll need to know this eventually.]

[Wednesday afternoon: action for housemates]
[Sometime in the mid-late afternoon, a delivery truck makes a stop at 337 Brady Lane, and a man comes up to the door carrying a moderately-sized package, unmarked in any way except by the name of its intended recipient. He knocks a few times, waiting for someone to come to the door. But, as Tlachtga is ( Read more... )

[Sometime in the morning, after leaving a note for Theo and Kay in case either of them wanted to know where she was off to, Tlachtga can be found in the park. Specifically, she is currently sitting down, glancing around and just listening to the wind playing with any of the trees and other plants nearby, taking in some of the sights and sounds. She ( Read more... )

[Tlachtga has already been out briefly a couple days ago, just to see what the area surrounding the house she's in is like. The way Theo described it lent some small amount of familiarity to the place, but Mayfield appeared to be a labyrinth of buildings rather than of trees ( Read more... )

[The strange-looking object sitting on the table has been making noise for the some time now. Not at all knowing what it is or why it is doing this, the woman it just awakened minutes ago is staring intently, unsure of what to do about it. The device stops momentarily when she picks it up, but begins again moments later when she places it back down ( Read more... )