Lost Creek Hollow the library of alexandria is burning

a gentle huff was terance's only response about the border crossing. there was nothing to be said -- clearly it was forgiven, as the stone's demeanor had greatly relaxed since their initial scuffle. it seemed terance was on a wildly good day, despite the bouts of moping he'd done the previous week. maybe things were on the up -- who knew. either way, by some miracle, it seemed to go past him now.

with a flick of his ear, the leader gazed over mink with a bit of scrutiny -- all in good humor -- before giving a gentle nod. i wouldn't bring this up to arbiter, if i were you, he said with a quirk of a brow, the story can go at the border, if it suits you better, mink. a smile pressed to the man's features as he let the other absorb what he said. and... in case it didn't fully process, terance added, welcome to lost creek hollow.