On Puget Sound
First Post
I'm ready now. Just need to pop home and say goodbye to the family, and pick up a few things from the closet. A broad brimmed hat for the sun, that sort of thing. I can be ready in, say, two hours?
I'm ready now. Just need to pop home and say goodbye to the family, and pick up a few things from the closet. A broad brimmed hat for the sun, that sort of thing. I can be ready in, say, two hours?
One-Who-Waits picks up his embroidered ball and steps away from the bar. He approaches the three recruiters, bowing deeply. "This humble truth-seeker is not such a one as the discerning recruiters seek--he has not that expertise that they require. Here is such a one as the spirits speak to when they choose; this one himself has no talents. But he nevertheless begs to be permitted to take passage with honored recruiters: he can assure them that, though he is an incompetent bumbler, his discretion can be relied upon. This one has reasons for undertaking the journey, and if the worthy recruiters deem him unsuitable for their purposes, then this one can pay his own way."