week one

[wagons]

ON THE TRAIL week one 25 characters remaining. It's May, 1842, and the trail ahead stretches as far as you can see. Your destination still seems like an even farther off dream with as slowly as the wagons go, but at least you have good company... Right? You're traveling through Missouri this week, and it seems like it will be a quiet trip. WEATHER Sunday: Hot Monday: Pleasant Tuesday: Pleasant Wednesday: Pleasant Thursday: Rain Friday: Rain Saturday: Fog This week, suggested activities include Hunting, Wagon Maintenance, and Cooking. On Tuesday, there will also be a chance to ford the Blue River. The river is shallow, and conditions are good. Good luck and safe travels! weekly rng graveyard RNG selections are due at 5PM EST on October 21st.

Comments

[encored]

[Thanks, Canute. He can't ask for anything more than that... it's already a step above Sebastian Ass-shot McGee.]

I'd like to barter for an invitation, perhaps. I wouldn't be so rude as to demand food from another wagon without compensating.

[But he would steal a clock from a town that gave them $4000...]

[ungod]

[Yeah that's why no one's going to bother with Sebastian's viking funeral... too shameful.]

More ammunition? Or perhaps something else, for variety?

[encored]

[Understandable okay who wants to be associated with that... not even Sebastian. Especially not Sebastian, probably.]

You can take my fruit leather then, if you're running low on food. Or a shawl, perhaps - they're a good size for anyone.

[No his are still tiny...]

[ungod]

[Make fun of him in the graveyard, like, constantly.

Tiny baby clothes...]

What is a fruit leather, exactly? [is it like

scented leather]

[encored]

[HE WILL. He will also keep his tiny baby clothes, gosh.

But at that, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a little pouch, unfolding it. Of course he carries his fruit leather with him... he doesn't want it stolen by ravenous shitheads!!]

It's this. You can try a piece if you'd like.

[ungod]

[Is Canute surprised by this... he can't really tell. It looks. Well it looks like really shitty leather.]

I— alright. I will.

[encored]

[AND THEN IT WAS REAL LEATHER ALL ALONG

no Charles isn't that much of an ass... He'll pull a somewhat smallish piece off from the strip and hand it over. And then watches. Expectantly.]

I believe that this one is made from strawberries.