Once again with feeling

(short about the aftermath of the star iron retrieval between Legs and Zam)

It took a lot of nudging and convincing but finally Legs got Gracie to listen to him. And while walking to Gracie's dorm he started to sing. Legs didn't remember where he had heard the song, but in that moment all that mattered was that Gracie got some rest.

Log Entry 1: I awoke disoriented after having a strange dream, about an unsettling pale box myself and others had been trapped in. The only explanation I have is dimensional resonance, as I encountered several people I had previously met in the Box. DMV some of the others called it. I am inclined to take their word for it, as some seemed to ave gone through first hand, what I only dreamt about. They called themselves DMV Refugees and invited me to reside with them. I have not yet decided, but perhaps in the future I shall build a small vacation home there.

Log Entry 2: After some aimless travelling I came across an old ruin deep in an ocean. I put on a diving-helmet I crafted at the public farm and explored the structure. I should have been more careful. For while I did not get hurt, I have awoken some sort of ancient evil. This being called Vaati is powerful indeed, for it raised the entire sunken structure from the depths of the ocean high into the sky. There is something strangely beautiful in its no his horrifying appearance. Six bat-like wings carrying a singular massive crimson eye adorned with crown like golden horns. I tried to flee at first only for a large claw made of shadows to grab me. It was made clear to me that whether I liked it or now I would from now on serve him.

Log Entry 3: It has been a few weeks now since my... "employment". Master Vaati has since summoned a number of monsters to help with restoring the ruins he lifted from the ocean floor. I have since been informed that the ruin I stumbled upon is called the Palace of Winds. A place of power created by a race called the Minish. A long time ago apparently natural wind magic would accumulate here and form into a crystallised gem of pure wind magic also called an Element. I have been tasked with acquiring the resources to restore the structure, a material called prismarine first and foremost. Something else has occurred too. After a week the master suddenly took on a more human form. And similar to my previous assessment I have to say, there is something horrifying about his new beautiful guise, something unsettling.

It has been a strange few days since I awoke in this empty place, perpetually stuck at noon with no changes in the weather, the flowers growing on my body hate it here, the perils of being part dryad I guess. By the looks of it some were lucky awaking sooner than others and claiming the corners of this strange place. People despite the strange manner of which we arrived have banded together forming small communities in the aforementioned corners. Struggling with meeting new people for now I have chosen to settle alone against the northern wall. Following the stories my grandfather told me about his brother in arms Ambrose Legundo I set out to establish a space for pacifists, following the Doctors motto of "Do No Harm". The aptly named Pacifist Perimeter started out as a few sad slabs of acacia wood I had been lucky enough to receive from the whimsical masters of this place. I hesitate to call them gods not surprising when one of them doesn’t just look, but is also named after my grandfathers old comrade. Not long after settling, I was lucky enough to be gifted a small measure of moss and some acacia saplings allowing me to begin construction proper. While establishing the perimeter of my temporary/permanent? home, a I assume young lady approached me asking about joining me in my efforts to establish a home. I say lady based on the dears name of Pr1ncessSushi, though I admit I have been remiss in asking for their pronouns. A fortuitous event as my now base-mate has a knack for charming people, as after wandering around the scattered communities they returned with more sapling types and even cobblestone to allow us to craft a furnace.

By the end of the first week in this strange place , the lady Sushi and myself have build a rudimentary Monster farm allowing for mob dispatch without physical Intervention from them or myself. This was greatly helped by an interesting fellow from the Southeastern corner folk, alas their name escapes me as I write this. Though we received more help from their faction eventually even receiving some Lava to build our own cobble generator. By the time the second week ended aside from gaining new members to the group, a fishing pool, lady Sushi's house, a star mural and a small shed for our storage had been set up. We also erected a secondary fence separating our private home and adding a publicly accessible farm for any re-growable resources we had available. Alas despite all the fortunate Things happening this place is not entirely without strife, as several people ourselves included had been stolen from.

The third week was eventful to say the least. With new members and limited space, the newcomers established their homes higher up on the wall backing our home. Feeling tired of the barren floor, I set up a clay-maker to make usable amounts of terracotta and set to covering the space. During this time I was approached by a member of the established Cat-maid Café, named Louieqeu who suggested mapping the space we found ourselves in. I must admit I found a calling in this Task going to great lengths to see not just a map created but marking to the best of my knowledge all the little points of interest and communities established. Though that is only what happened to myself, lady Sushi it appears had went of to assist the neighbouring boat nation and I admit I missed their company greatly, not even being able to say my goodbyes to them before we left this place at last. But I get ahead of myself, the possibly largest events I took part in were a jaunt to the end dimension to vanquish the fearsome Dragon resting there, and more a more jovial event a wedding for my map making partner Louie and someone named Floorcat. During this week I may or may not have been involved with some rule Breaking, escaping the confines of the box we all awoke in. I worked to establish a satellite location of the Perimeter on the outside of the box, as the escapes soon found that the box had been further cut of from the outside world by some sort of magic barrier. Outside the escapes succeed in creating farms for some things we still could not reliably receive on the inside of the box.