SirenCymbaline

Siren shoved the flour back in the crate, slapped the crooked lid back on top, and stood straight at attention. Had opening the crates been Rose's idea? Siren couldn't remember, ...

Siren handed Isaac a flour bag. "Pillows." she said.

Siren nodded, and hopped over, her bare frog feet skittering audibly on the wooden floor. She grabbed a crate, and held it in place with her strong legs. She pried ...

Boris took a quick look at how Codix was faring. A little rattled, but alright. "All's well in the rear." he reported. His voice was a clear flat staccato, a ...

Rotting leaves carpeted the ground, concealing rises and falls, holes, tree roots, bones, all kinds of things that made it dangerous to move too quickly. A single careless move could ...

That is exactly what I was thinking about.

Ay yo I could do a short post

Siren picked the jar back up, and scooted through the doorway ahead of James. She stopped to wait for him, with an expectant look on her face.

We still have two more introductory posts to go (@KaiRyu @ScarlettFire) but there shouldn't be a problem with the characters already in Traverse Town to begin interacting with each other.

"I'm trying to think of something," said Siren. "James has been doing all the work, and all I did was dig a hole." She frowned at the floor for a ...

Boris did not need carrying, but he was not about to protest it. He hadn't felt this safe in a long, long time. He closed his eyes, and drank in ...

"There was never a bear." Boris scoffed. "It was all Schadel. She never would have lost the others if they really were in danger. And her acting, it wasn't convincing ...

No. Schadel had to be the bear. If she wasn't the bear, then- No! She must have just changed back. But if there was another bear- if there was, then ...

"She is magic. Maybe she can." said Boris. At first, he only considered the thought, no more convinced than James was. Then it occurred to Boris that if he combined ...

*cough* also @KaiRyu *cough*