We, no, that's wrong, they, I was to scared of losing my mind to go through. They rose victorious, and managed to dig there way out. They have a new weapon of there own and we did manage to leave safe, the giant bugs went back to, I guess whatever is there normal. We got a lot of iron from the me-te-or-ite. I hope that's right, I never encountered that word before. We stopped by the tree some of us like so much, and rankle cut Never's hair. She agreed to it. We got back to New Stone Chimney safely, and something gladly happened with our depressed life cleric. His 'new air' demands respect for him, and to a degree, he really does deserve it for keeping us all alive. All of mine goes to the people that kinda helped me figure out how to survive as a homeless person, considering I still technically am. Sorry Abby, I'm not changing that fast. In the morning I went to go buy more Fabric Bolts and I got more information about my Scarf. As it turns out, someone before me had something similar and somehow, in some miraculous for them way, managed to control it. I dont know what to do and i already know i'm stuck with it for until i die. It's part of who i am and im already comfterble with it. What do i do, treat it like a person? Though Never is being knighted to a warden status for the reconstruction of Old Stone Chimney, and good on her, she'll do great, I'm sure of it.