Who: HYDRACULA and visitors Where: SKULLCRUSHER MOUNTAIN When: Day 221, noonish What:
[The sharkling is going through the boxes of fabric and undecorated clothes. The common room table is currently a small tangled mess of green, orange, feathers, glitter and bolts of stray cloth.]
Ah... this is a lot of good stuff...
... I bet we CAN use all of it. WHO WANTS RUFFLES!?