Light crept through the windows again.
The itching inmate had scratched all NIGHT making it hard to sleep...among other reasons.
Breakfast appeared and the inmates, with great dread of the results, began looking around.
It was a measure of the level of the catastrophie that finding what seemed like less gore spattered about seemed like a great thing.
They had, in fact, become so used to it that they all set to breakfast with great gusto and ate all of it.
I mean, obviously, Firefoot and Lalaith were not going to need it anymore and it would be criminal to let it go to waste.
The Missing or Dead:
Kuruharan
Nogrod
the phantom
Rune Son of Bjarne
Aganzir
A Little Green
Macalaure
Rikae
Legate of Amon Lanc
Loslote
Firefoot
Lalaith
The Living:
Formendacil
satansaloser2005
McCaber
Boromir88
Nerwen
Thinlómien
Eomer of the Rohirrim
mormegil
Nilpaurion Felagund
Shastanis Althreduin
Mithalwen
Kath
Illusion:
Gwathagor (Ordo)
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