Chatterbox: Inkwell

The small seaside town of Trewaler is perfectly ordinary. Clear blue water laps against the sandy beaches, caves guard the cliffs, jagged rocks leaning up to support the earth. 

On one specific morning, its residents will wake up to a gray sky, gray water, and a morally grey stranger lounging in the library. Who knows what will happen next?

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Welcome one, welcome all to a brand new Solo Write! (Woohoo!)

I'll be accepting 6 charries. Speaking of charries, here's the sheet:

Name:

Age (Various Ages, Please!):

Gender:

Appearance:

Personality:

Weaknesses:

Strengths:

Likes/Dislikes:

Other:

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Heh. I'm terrible at ending posts... Just pretend this is a well-written conclusion, I suppose.