This morning, the Adventurers may notice the food altar is already empty. Hm. Food seems to disappear quickly as of late. Hope you don't mind waiting a bit longer for breakfast.

At midday, the food altar magically fills up with the usual abundance. Berries and nuts appear in the stone bowl, neither quantity nor quality affected by the weather.

Bright eyes watch from nearby. Furry faces move closer. Wingbeats sound overhead.

It seems that with the winter food shortage, the forest’s other inhabitants have forgotten the events of the summer and are turning bold in their thieving.

Question is: what are the Adventurers going to do about it?

Haunting music fills the darkness, little wisps of light illuminating the grove by the Tree. One by one, strange creatures gather by the clearing - among them, the Hollow Lady and the restored and once again beautiful (to all that fancy men) Violinist.

Shimmering creatures and walking corpses, strange little bearded men in pointed hats, swirling mist with slightly human features, a tree-like lady... it seems it's a night for the strange ones, and when music fills the forest, it's time for a party!

| characters | Open to all!

| date/time | October 9 - 11 (backdated, yes)

| location | Anywhere around and about the Tree

| rating | Various?

| summary | Since there was talk of doing an open amnesia log! This is open for anyone to thread with anyone. (I meant to have it up this weekend but as usual I am behind in all things...)

| characters | Kit, the NPC Violinist, and anyone

| date/time | Backdated to evening on the 26th

| location | Flying around outside, and later near the edge of the mist

| rating | PG? It has the corpse-like Violinist in it

| summary | After the cries and moans of the previous night, Kit is restless. And the appearance of the Violinist isn't helping matters.

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| characters | Arj and anyone

| date/time | 26th, when the Violinist appears

| location | Outside the tree, by the entrance.

| rating | teen and up to be safe?

| summary | So that's where all those sounds were coming from...

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[Agitha had been feeling a tad under the weather lately, and she had noticed that she wasn't the only one. Fortunately, if there was one thing she was sure of, it was that a nice cup of tea would do wonders to cure one's ills. Being such a good neighbor, she, with the help of a firefly, prepared a large pot of hot tea with some honey and ginger. Taking every cup she could scrounge in her house, she started going door to door, being as cheerful as possible, of course!]

Good morning! I made some tea for everyone! Would you like some?

| characters | Orcelito and Fuu

| date/time | Tues. morning (Aug 18)

| location | The island by the mist

| rating | G

| summary | Orcelito investigates the blue rose. (But maybe he can't handle this strange situation on his own...)

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It's still early in the morning as the increasing winds roar outside the little fairy homes, rustling the small balconies and gusting slightly through the crack in the fourth floor wall. It's nothing but a bit of bad weather, something the week has been full of.

...that is, until a deafening crack is heard outside the tree, only to thunder into the tree itself with such force that it shakes the whole trunk.

The air is quickly filled with ash and soot, blackening everything outside.