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"Nearly forgot about that! Did we lose anyone?"

"Especially this town! So peaceful. When's the last time we were attacked?"

"I think I did? I don't remember much right around then."

@Canada Lover

Red reappeared again and once again broke continuity with a spaceship.

Red peeked out for a moment. "Ezrium?"

Ruio was a bit less reckless than Pilly, but was nonetheless intrigued.

Ruio followed too.

He was quiet as they watched the shouting match, and saw the screamer run off into the woods. He laughed, then turned to Guard Jackson. "Want to go to the tavern after you're done for the day?"

Norelt climbed up. "Almost certainly! What do you think it's about this time?"

"Ahh, a classic. Mind if I come up to watch?"

Area 1: Thornwood Norelt walked out his front door and made his way toward Guard Jackson's tower. "Any changes in the forest?" He called up. @Ookla the Silver

"I do!" Ruio said.

Red sought out someone to kill in his massive spaceship.

It begins to rain, and all the raindrops are lemon drops and gumdrops! Unfortunately, this is not as good as it sounds. The lemon drops hit like bullets, and the gumdrops fill the streets. Clean up operations will be a nightmare.

"It sure is!"

"Yum!" Said Ruio.

Ruio decided to go for it and also drank quite a bit!

Name: Norelt (still working on this one) Personality: Intelligent and hardworking, moderately skilled at most trades (smithing, baking, carpentry, stonework, etc.) but not an expert in anything. He is friendly but not overbearing, and enjoys working outside in the day and listening to stories at night. He rarely seems to notice changes in the weather. Appearance: Tall, tan male, about 38, with dark hair and green eyes. Strong from years of hard labor, but not extremely so. History: Appeared in the village eight years ago from the North. He is the last surviving member of his homeland, but doesn't remember almost anything about his past. People have generally accepted him in the village, and the children in particular have grown to love his playful and fatherly nature. Built his own small cottage. Job In Village (Skills should be related to this and history): Works wherever he is needed, repairing roofs, walls, furniture, and anything else you can think of. Until recently, he went out into the forest and took care of the trees, chopping up the deadfall and maintaining the few trails there as a hobby. Skill I (What can you do?): Any sort of manual labor to some extent. Skill II (What else can you do?): Good sense of direction and an expert in the flora and fauna of the forest. Influence (What has happened to you? Probably magical): The long trek from his homeland tempered him against extreme conditions, and the weather has no noticeable affect on his performance.

Ruio, somewhat taken aback by the hug, awkwardly tries to slip away.

Red wandered deeper into the pits of Darnation, looking for a power source.

Red wondered who this rabbit-racoon was and what it could do. His brain wasn't doing great on recall.

Red flew a spaceship cause he was pretty sure someone gave him one a while back!