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Post by Sparks-In-Shade on Jan 21, 2022 10:32:13 GMT
From the personal diary of Sparks-In-Shade...
I coughed up another hairball this morning. It's been 2 days since we got back from D'Avalon and I still can't look at a saucer of milk without salivating. This morning I woke up and the table leg of my room in Fort Ettin is completely scratched. I thought this cat thing was supposed to wear off. I should see if Marto, Fog or Beets are suffering with this too? Actually Yuli probably knows best since we're both birdfolk.
The job wasn't the usual caravan-running. This felt like high roller stuff. A big hairy king. An ancient cursed mummy. Sarcophagi. Purple energy beams. And being temporarily possessed by a Cat spirit. I can still feel it even as I sit here writing meow now.
And rather a lot of hugs. Not what I signed up for when I left Neverwinter, but Fog read the room well. I'll have to find out when their birthday is so I can send something nice.
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