[audio] @remmidemmi; move along; [open]

[axegirlfriend]

So, um...

[A heavy, heavy pause. Cool, good start, Remington. Really nailing this whole thing.]

I haven't had a chance to say anything about it earlier because of...you know...everything.

[Quentin's post below his is telling enough as it is.]

But I used some, um, leftover wood scraps from the church rebuilding to make these, ah, ornamental markers? I gave them to the forest spirits and asked them to hang them on eye-level tree branches on the trees that they call home, so we don't accidentally knock something down for lumber that we shouldn't.

[He clears his throat.]

So that's all. If you see them. Um, that's what they are. I'll make more every so often so it'll reach places farther in...but...yeah...okay, bye. Thanks?

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[axegirlfriend]

Well, I guess...nothing in life is fair, so why should the afterlife be any different?

[It's a joke, but, like, rooted deeply in his own sense of unending misery.]

Anyway, historically speaking, princesses rarely ever live under very fair circumstances.

[mellowyellow]

And that, my friend, is why knights in shining armor were invented!

[That's him. He's the knight who saves the princesses. Except when he's running into trees.]

[axegirlfriend]

Just, ah...try not to get yourself killed rescuing the princess from the high tower.

[He realizes suddenly that Robin kind of does fit that description. Huh.]

[mellowyellow]

I make no such promises.

[The following wink is audible.]