Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-30582303-20171009033852

(Listen while you read, sorry Keru had to steal this one.)

'''Umut got up from his bed, stretching out his arms, bringing each one behind his head as he tugs on his wrist lightly, as he reflected on the events from a week ago, a boy lost his finger, another one was beaten bloody, and the other three got off with hardly a scratch. Umut had no reason to feel bad for them yet for some reason he did. Even if they were bad people, he didn't wish on anyone that they'd lose a finger.'''

'''He began to stand, with a yawn, it was nearly new years festival shockingly. It was always so nice around this time of year, the cool weather felt nice on Umut's skin, even if it made his nose run slightly and made his cheeks red. Either way he loved it. As he peeked out of his tent he looked around, the Pyre hadn't been stirring up any trouble lately, maybe it's because they all needed rest, or maybe they were just shook from the events. As he stepped out of the tent he felt some pity in his heart, maybe he'd check on Jarret or Krehns if he could find them, he definetly felt bad for the boy.'''

'''An idea that Umut never thought of before popped into his head now, what if he began to make puppet parts? Then he might be able to help that boy get his finger back. And even make Prosthetics for the people who'd lost arms and legs, he'd have to look into that once he got back to his tent. With that he went off and began to search around the outpost for Krenhs. (DM Needed)'''