Week 1

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[Now that the Narrator is done explaining the situation, you all have time to assess the situation and maybe even work together to find a way out. After all, clearly the Narrator is being over dramatic and it can't be that hard to escape out of here without murdering everyone, right?

But, with the doors outside indeed locked and all the windows unbreakable, it might not be a bad idea to explore the hotel, either for alternative methods of escape or to relieve boredom. Your Narrator is also now available for private chat in case you want to interrogate him or throw more stuff at his face.

If the locked doors aren't bad enough, when everyone goes back to the lobby, they'll notice a plaque on the front desk. If you thought your Narrator wasn't serious before, this is damning evidence to the contrary.

Either way, we really do hope you enjoy your stay in this hotel.]

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{OOC And this'll be the last mod post for the week! Feel free to drop your coins into the penny press once you've earned them. And because this is a peace week, there will be no murder committed!  And if you plan on investigating, just let us know in your toplevel by putting in INVESTIGATION. Have fun while you still can!]

Comments

[sentree]

[ A ripple of interest passes across Thalia's face, mostly...in what Ursula's selling. She's heard this much before, in different ways. It's familiar, and...not altogether incorrect.

...Honestly, some of it sounds like the perspective of some of the older hunters, or a similar version of it. ]

Hm... No, no I wouldn't. Like you, I want the world to know...just what I'm about. [ She rises, interested though still guarded. Honestly, what this tells her more than anything is to keep watch on this sea witch. ] I'll return once I've found suitable cosmetics and we can make the trade.

Good?

[anasty]

[ She'd be much more wary if Thalia wasn't suspicious. She isn't Usula's usual, pleading affair. ]

Good.

Bring what I ask, Thalia, and perhaps we might yet do a little better than forgiveness.

[ She offers her hand. ]

[sentree]

We'll see, Ursula.

[ Now that the prostrating's done, yes, she's a fair bit suspicious, but she shakes Ursula's hand. It's a show of good faith, this whole business, more than anything else. If they're going to be stuck here together, it's best to bury any hatchets and...well, this woman understands a good deal, doesn't she? ]

Now, I've a lot to look through, so I'll be on my way.

[sentree]

[ ...Fast forward to...oh, say, evening, well toward dinner time. Thalia knocks back on Ursula's door, a basket full of makeup in her other arm. ]