location: town square
date: march 20th
@salemstart
While ‘confusion’ was more or less Margot’s default state, it really had been taken a notch today.
They had spent almost a week in the woods, trying to track down the various cryptids and demons that were meant to inhabit the surroundings, but alas, like many times before, they had failed.
Feeling rather glum, they had returned to Salem, only to be met with what their mother would’ve called “baffling hullabaloo”.
Half the people they saw were in a rush, while the others seemed frozen in place, unable to move at all. And between them all, Margot heard the same thing. Amaljin.
The name sounded vaguely familiar, but they had been so focused on the hunt that the gears in their head simply weren’t turning. Or at least, not turning in the right way to figure out what must’ve happened while Margot was gone.
It seemed that the apex of the activity was in the town square, which was to be expected, with more people running around, and some huddling, talking amongst themselves.
And if ‘confusion’ was Margot’s main state of mind, ‘curiosity’ ran a very close second, which lead to them reaching out to a stranger. “Hey, what’s going on?” They asked. “Did I miss something?”
