Booklover's Beach

[Verdauga]

By tradition, but not necessarily definition.

*Watches the groups from my lookout point.*

[Rillbrook the Wanderer]

*Yawns, grabs his sword, a loaded picnic basket, and a trusty walking stick, and heads out into the woods in an attempt to bring Ally some breakfast*

[Flib Bigboat]

First of all, why are you bringing a loaded picnic basket into the woods with you whilst you look for breakfast for Ally? Can't she eat whatever's in the picnic basket?
Second of all, how are you gonna be able to bring her breakfast when your hands/paws/whatever are already full of a sword, a loaded picnic basket, and a trusty walking stick?
Last of all, tramping through the woods in the early morning hours makes one very hungry. I hope you don't eat the breakfast before you get back to camp (if you ever find the breakfast, that is).

[Kade Rivok]

Mm, well done.

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

Vot, ze breakfazt? Iz it eggz- eggz vell done...?

*Rill iz zecretly folloved by an untruzty valkin' ztick (ze evil tvin o' 'iz truzty valkin' ztick) vho plotz tae bazh ze picnic bazket intae zmithereenz*

[Kade Rivok]

 

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

*Zuddenly und inexplicably, it began znovin'*

[Kade Rivok]

Wow, what a sudden and inexplicable turn of weather we're having!

[Ally046]

*Gets up and gathers her items into a tidy stack, clasping them in front as she walks the barrier bubble forward onto the ice of the lake, finds a small area without ice, and drops down under the waters, leaving an area of orb above the surface to allow airflow, sits and looks out at the freezing and nearly dormant waters*

[Kade Rivok]

Das cool.

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

*Hovlz*

[Rillbrook the Wanderer]

*Drops the now frozen food and sadly props the walking stick against a tree in hopes that some other goodbeast can use it, and wanders off into the unknown remembering the good times he's had*

[Verdauga]

*watches from my heated hideout.*

[Ally046]

*Drops the now frozen food and sadly props the walking stick against a tree in hopes that some other goodbeast can use it, and wanders off into the unknown remembering the good times he's had*

*a small, glowing, blue barrier orb appears*

[FlinkyFanatic]

*Drops the now frozen food and sadly props the walking stick against a tree in hopes that some other goodbeast can use it, and wanders off into the unknown remembering the good times he's had*

*a small, glowing, blue barrier orb appears*

*Trots along, cloaked against the cold, and squints at the strange blue glow. Also notices the walking stick, picks it up and carefully pokes at the orb.*