So, who wants to talk about those Cloudfare issues?
It was a cloudflare issue, not guild-specific.
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I'm going to have to take a break for awhile. One of my dogs just passed; we went to bed together like we always do and when I woke up she was gone. I feel awful right now.
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I'm going to have to take a break for awhile. One of my dogs just passed; we went to bed together like we always do and when I woke up she was gone. I feel awful right now.
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Had a fun birthday. Had some alligator tail for dinner, overall was pretty good for a place I hadn't been to before. Will start getting back into the groove of things soon.
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ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴏʟᴅ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ
ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ᴀꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ꜱʜɪɴᴇꜱ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ
ᴡɪɴᴅ ɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ʜᴇᴀʀ, ɴᴏ ꜰᴏᴏᴛꜱᴛᴇᴘꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇꜰᴜʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡɪᴠᴇꜱ
ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ
ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ʜᴀꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ, ᴡᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ʀᴏᴀʀ
ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴜʀ ꜱʜᴏʀᴇ
ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ʜᴏʀɴꜱ, ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ
ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴅᴇꜰᴇɴᴅ
ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʜɪꜱ ᴇɴᴅ
ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴏʟᴅ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ
ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ᴀꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ꜱʜɪɴᴇꜱ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ
ᴡɪɴᴅ ɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ʜᴇᴀʀ, ɴᴏ ꜰᴏᴏᴛꜱᴛᴇᴘꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇꜰᴜʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡɪᴠᴇꜱ
ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ
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ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴜʀ ꜱʜᴏʀᴇ
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Welcome to the guild, @Shargof.
@Inkarnate Question: Since we're obviously soldiers, will we be of the same regiment or whatever? Should probably ask if we're all on the same side, too.
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Location: Jenkins' Diner, Rushford
Date: May 7th, 2019
"Thanks." Catching the canister before it slid off the counter, Karen gave the bottle a light shake. "We'll have to go easy on it, but I think it can last a couple cups between us."
Turning away from the counter, Karen began pulling out an assortment of coffee cups from a cabinet as the radio crackled to life for the morning run detailing Camp Whispering Springs as a "zombie-free" sanctuary. Part of Karen wanted to immediately run out the door; to go back to a time when being eaten alive was a nightmare or a horror element in entertainment. On the other hand, she couldn't help but to hold her own suspicions about the former summer camp. But Krisana was right; they would have to make a move soon. The diner wasn't going to last forever, and getting out of town would be much safer.
"Well," Karen spoke up, placing a cup in front of those sitting at the counter as she chimed in the growing conversation. "I think that's a question for all of us after we've all had a chance to eat first, like what Dr. Archer said. But to answer the question, we should probably get going. Sooner or later we'll run out of food, and there isn't much for some miles."
Her eyes then fell on Henry. "If we're planning on getting out of dodge, then I should probably mention that I do have my service weapon." Karen lifted the edge of her t-shirt, revealing her SIG P232 that had been concealed underneath. "I haven't felt the need to bring it up, but now seems like a good time to. I only have one magazine for it, though, so don't expect it to be our saving grace for long unless we find ammunition laying around somewhere."
Turning away from the counter, Karen began pulling out an assortment of coffee cups from a cabinet as the radio crackled to life for the morning run detailing Camp Whispering Springs as a "zombie-free" sanctuary. Part of Karen wanted to immediately run out the door; to go back to a time when being eaten alive was a nightmare or a horror element in entertainment. On the other hand, she couldn't help but to hold her own suspicions about the former summer camp. But Krisana was right; they would have to make a move soon. The diner wasn't going to last forever, and getting out of town would be much safer.
"Well," Karen spoke up, placing a cup in front of those sitting at the counter as she chimed in the growing conversation. "I think that's a question for all of us after we've all had a chance to eat first, like what Dr. Archer said. But to answer the question, we should probably get going. Sooner or later we'll run out of food, and there isn't much for some miles."
Her eyes then fell on Henry. "If we're planning on getting out of dodge, then I should probably mention that I do have my service weapon." Karen lifted the edge of her t-shirt, revealing her SIG P232 that had been concealed underneath. "I haven't felt the need to bring it up, but now seems like a good time to. I only have one magazine for it, though, so don't expect it to be our saving grace for long unless we find ammunition laying around somewhere."
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