Who: Hydracula and visitors Where: SKULLCRUSHER MOUNTAIN When: Day 262, late morning What: Noxious things!
[Filling the skulldorm today, is possibly the most horrible, curdlingly foul smell for a long, long time.
A sharkling sits, with nose pinched, fanning the smell of a brewing concoction out the "nose" of the skull. Beside him, are a set of leaves, carefully stripped and set aside for the next batch. The process so far has been incredibly painstaking and has taken most of the morning, since Jinx's breakfast request.]