I have reached a new town. This may be the one I've heard of where they accept all people. It's called Barton, and already I've seen many different types of people and creatures.
There was little alarm as I asked for a room at one of the many inns. It's as if they'd seen crimson eyes before. Unease was present, or maybe it was only my imagination. I am a stranger here, after all.
The room I am in is serviceable, with a bed, desk, and dresser. It's small, but I'm not to expect much else. Tomorrow I will explore this place a bit more.
 Lauren Iceman · Tue Oct 12, 2004 @ 03:56am · 0 Comments |
