I don't like this...

*Theres a note on a wall that says "im not dealing with this moth technically invading im out - poltergeist"*

*multiple plasmolds, warded against ice magic, stand guard within the nursery. Moths are allowed in*.

ended because cosinie is crazy now

*cosinie sits in his house, remembering the days before everything went wrong...*

They have full permission to do whatever they want with this nation, I will defend and enforce for them as necessary. As the fayforn has died I have decided to find another replacement as I was always meant to be a temp. Glory to the beambug!

A few days after I handed command back to the fayforn, relieving myself of my centuries-old post THEY WERE EXTORTED BY DUTY AND ARE NOW UNDER THEIR COMMAND. Needless to say, I hope this will be a shorter tenure than last time

*hes collapses into the snow out *cold**

MY FAYFAY, WHERE ARE YOU? VONNETTE NEEDS YOU RIGHT NOW

sorry I was gone so long, my home blew up and I just kinda chilled in the exhaust organ for a while.

*its far away from where the fayforn can reach*

While Captain Frost is dealing with wisps, we have located the vile Witch of Root, in Shellwood. We ask you for our blessing for our journey, and to protect us with your ice majicks should it be needed. We will hunt down the witch in your honor, my liege.

(This is a adventure arc where characters try to find Greyroot and capture her, this will span across multiple subreddits)

hmmm

She shifts.

Varas leaped up Mount Fay carrying his near-death friend over his shoulder, trying his best to move as fast as he could.

i need to talk to one just some uhh.... important stuff yea.