Jagged-edged parchment lays compressed between two pieces of shark hide, bound together by a cord of the same grey hide.
Thursday, 23 October 2014
I was hesitant on going to their guildhall. Hesitant on attending their Haunted House. Hesitant on attempting any sort of civility with them.
While certain events occurred as I thought they would, I found that I truly enjoyed the haunted house. The members of the Nocturnal Hand, if anything, are clever and capable of delivering the best entertainment around. From their Carnival to this Fall Fest, they are always able to be counted upon to make the times enjoyable, especially in ones as bleak and drear as the present age.
Elen accompanied the group. She was the first to meet the monument. Twice. I am not quite sure if she ever made it past that second room.
This turn is our Cooking contest. Cody, Elenoire, and I are the judges. I'm hoping for a good turn out. I've gathered quite a bit of prizes and gifts to hand out as people cook.
We shall see...