(*Shrug* Supporters come in all shapes and forms, with their own personalities)

"Weird? Strange?" Thalia asked, crossing her arms. "How did the pact go?"

(*Shrug* Supporters come in all shapes and forms, with their own personalities)

"Weird? Strange?" Thalia asked, crossing her arms. "How did the pact go?"


(Very true )
"Not very well? I guess I closed it because I thought the cat had left" Orchenia said

"Well, that complicates things. You might never be able to get a supporter, then." She waved a hand. "Of course, unless you somehow get back to them, but that's hard."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=50963&page=244#2433 Author: Aphelion Time Posted: 1/2/2018 at 8:30 PM "Well, that complicates things. You might never be able to get a supporter, then." She waved a hand. "Of course, unless you somehow get back to them, but that's hard."

Orchenia looked at Thalia. "Should I try again?"

She went down the path towards some woods.

"You could try, but there's little chance of success." She shrugged. "I'll be here anyways, so take your time."

You enter the woods, and everything abruptly falls silent. No movement, so wind, no rustling of leaves. A heavy feeling of loneliness settles on you.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=50963&page=239#2385 Author: Aphelion Time Posted: 1/1/2018 at 12:18 AM It suddenly struck you that the wagon would probably have other dresses, and the wagon was unguarded at the moment. "By the way, Alicia, news says that your brother found his brother in the forest above." The lady said while setting up some sort of barbeque equipment. "Oh really?" Alicia plopped down on the grass and crossed her arms. "Then I suppose I'll look forwards to that. Chion needs to pay for what he did about five hundred years ago." She was getting a dangerous look on her face.

Iist tiptoed from tree to tree, into the wagon, to look for a small enough dress that she can take out easily enough without being noticed. She kept her eyes and ears open, peeping out of a window in the wagon to make sure the ladies weren't coming close. The gossip went through one ear and out the other since she was so focused on finding a dress, though the mention of "forest" and brothers struck her as off, though she hoped it was only a coincidence.

You find a small, pretty fluffy purple dress with lots of frills that was big enough for you, although it would be quite obvious if it went missing. However, it was the only dress that could fit you. You assume it's the girl's other dress.
"Have some scrambled eggs." The lady was offering the girl a plateful. "The massacre was five hundred years ago. I know you lost your best friend, Alicia, but time has passed, and don't you think you should look at the present, or at the future? Crying over history won't do any good."
Alicia had quieted down, and now was shaking slightly. You hear her mumble something.
"Now, dear, don't cry." The woman set the plate down on a blanket on the ground and took out a handkerchief. "One day you'll get to see Lilia again, okay? We know even if she died, we'll see her again, in the end."

She groaned, ``Sarah?``