Another new arrival

Through the trees, Morgan heard a bronzed male voice: "I think there's gonna be a shortage of penicillin in this place." A thin path near him wound through the trees.

(OOC: welcome Morgan to Ongoing Worlds and to Nefritia! Hope you enjoy your stay, I'm afraid your character might grow less enthusiastic, muahaha!

In other news, I might spend some time revising the intro post and game description, as our little group is growing quite large and we seem to be heading towards leaving the clearing behind)

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