(So far, Ice, ShortGreen, rosemilk, Fyre. More might be dragged in. You know the drill^^)

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You are invited!

This night the moon shines full, the chill lights the air, and a fire can be found in the back of Ice’s Manor (although it’s not nearly big enough to be called that). We gather together, seeking wisdom and tales of fright from—oh, forget it. Scary story telling at Ice’s place, people! Show up if you dare!!

Your friendly “pets”
Nick & Nack


"You think they'll come?" Nick asked as he poked at the tiny fire on the back porch with a twig. They had gotten a small metal lid and built the fire inside, with Ice's reluctant permission, and Nack was already setting up the bag of mini marshmellows for roasting. Around the fire were small logs, to make it feel more like a real camp out.

Silva sat on the concrete, leaning against one of the logs. He was half asleep already. He cracked one golden eye open with a derisive snort. "You two couldn't tell a scary story if it killed you. They're better off not coming."

"Silva." Aleric reprimended as he looked up from where he was cleaning his flute across the way. "It's a good idea. I think we could all use the distraction."

"And the marshmellows!" Soho said as she snuck yet another one from Nack's bag.