Who: Anyone Where: outside Lacerta/Canis When: Day 89, afternoon What: lalala nothing weird going on with that freak Lacerta boy
[lacking fatty lizards in the area, Allen (2 arms, 2 eyes version) has killed a bunch of derplizards, skinned them, ?????ed them, and is now leaving ~leather~ out to dry while munching on their dried jerky insides. He seems to be sewing a few finished pieces together at the moment, with needle and sinew. Productivity. A fat, flying, gold ball seems to be helping him out.]