Town Meeting at The Coming Gather


San Francisco Staff
Plue’s form appears in the dream. She holds a sign, written in a slightly messy hand and decorated with odd sigils in the margins. She holds it up, as though pinning it to a wall or post, and it hovers in midair, shimmering slightly in the dreaming.

It reads:
Town Hall Meeting
11 Bells Saturday morning

“Please...come” says Plue, haltingly. Her form departs from the dream, and the sign remains behind.

((The physical version of this sign is posted in the inn in Brimm’s Watch where the White Tenebrous Walkers usually gather.))