Lyssa Cabin Logs 2019 - 2021

The following are the archived roleplay logs from the Lyssa Cabin from 2019 to 2021:

*[Log Start]*

**Cabin Ambiance**

*The cabin painted a seemingly a dark purple, almost to the point of being black, though some bits are black. The walls are a dark red brick, though several chunks are missing with fist prints in them. Outside the cabin there is a small podium with a rabid dog’ on it, Jet black with Sapphire eyes. The inside is furnished like any other summer camp cabin, though the furniture appears to be broken and or frayed. The beds are memory foam, an odd contrast to the rough appearance of the cabin.*

**January 20. 2020**

Alëna — Alëna led Carrie over here because yeah. "Alright, have fun." Then she left.

Carrie — "Alright... cool" She would claim a spot then find some place private to change into a new pair of pants and socks, but once again, her shoe were still soaked, so now she had to determine weather or not she wanted to put them on and go out, or wait forever for them to dry. no way she was going without shoes in this weather.

Carrie — After getting bored of sitting around, Carrie decides to suck it up and put on the soaking shoes. she walks out of the cabin, her steps making a squishing noise, as she sets off with know knowledge of where anything is, seeking adventure within the camp

**May 26, 2020**

NPC — Prime C's influence spread to this cabin.

**May 29, 2020**

Ambrogio — Walking into his cabin Ambrogio's tossed the sword he took from the armory onto his bed. His armor and shield rested underneath his bed so went he knelt to the ground he’d pull out his shield to check if he needed a replacement. Inspecting it closely he deemed it was fine for now and slid it back under along with his sword. Ambro's plopped himself onto his bed.

Reiki — With a good portion of the cabin empty due to Prime C’s influence, Reiki didn’t have too much of an issue finding an empty bed to borrow during her stay here. She was pleasantly surprised by the memory foam mattresses, but found the stark contrast of high quality beds and the worn down cabin amusing. Sitting on a bed near Ambrogio, she set her glaive against a bedpost and took a seat by the edge, taking a good look around the cabin, observing the other Lyssa demigods.

Ambrogio — ”Not as bad as you thought huh?” He’d say to Reiki after she took her seat. “It’s a good place, judging only from the outside though you’d think it would be more wild.” Ambrogio looked out at his siblings then laid back in his bed with his hands behind his head and his legs hanging off the side, his feet still planted on the floor.

Reiki — Reiki hadn’t paid much thought to Ambrogio’s cabin. While she had her preconceptions, she never put much weight into letting them influence how she treated the cabin members. She would reply simply, calmly kicking off her shoes to properly lay down to rest for a moment. “It isn’t bad at all, nor did I ever think it was.” As her eyes wandered the room, she inquired. “I’m assuming that since there’s guests, such as myself, here, they’re not acting as freely as they normally would.”

Ambrogio — Ambrogio held his nose as Reiki kicked off her shoes, "Whoa a warning would've been nice before setting off the bomb." He'd say playfully as his voice and facial expressions were relaxed. "Yeah, they aren't as wild but most of what they do is the same. They are just mindful for your safety. That and I'd have to rip someone apart if they harmed you."

Reiki — Reiki paid no attention to Ambrogio’s tease, only giving a brief thanks to his last statement. “I’m honored.” Although, there was an odd lack of mirth as the words were spoken more so with dull sarcasm. “We should rest. I have a feeling we’ll need to our energy for this upcoming battle.” Resting her head down, Reiki shut her eyes, taking slow, deep breaths. However, it remained unclear if she ever truly fell asleep.

Ambrogio — Ambrogio gave a slight nod, “Yeah we should. It’ll make us more alert or something.” Ambrogio shifted himself on his bed to where he was now fully on it, “Night.” He’d say as he kept his eyes open awaiting for sleep to begin to consume him slowly.

*[End Log]*