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Several months pass, and there is still no visitors coming in from Deisan. Due to our food coming mostly from fish, supplemented with some veggies and some aged wine (which when aged around two months or more, tastes sweet and full-bodied), we found it necessary to have everyone help out in production of these things.
There have been some squabbles and infighting between how and who should make the decisions on this island. As you are the de-facto leader of this venture, you have the final authority, which the people accept for now. But, factionalism might eventualy arise if contact is not made with Deisan or any of the other cities.
There have been talks of arranging a wine festival once every month, so we all have something to look forward to. Others think its better to have a little wine daily, to regularly feel the fruits of our labour.
What stance do we take on this?
>Once a month - Something to look forward to in trying times
>A little a day- The alcohol migh mask the hunger a bit
>Something entirely different!/Write in - Other amounts at other intervals, or even who gets wine (define all these)
You have been in standby for quite some time now, fishing most of the time you dont spend helping with winemaking. You miss friends in Deisan, and sharing this amazing new wine with them all.
You are currently fishing. While these thoughts swirl through your head, among many others, you slowly feel yourself pulled into a trance by the swirling waters surrounding the thread in the water. You feel, deep down, something speaking to you.
No discernable language, just sounds of the water and the breeze gently grabbing the straws around you, spilling secrets that has never before been told.
Before you know it, you are in the water, face down to the deeps. The water is cool on your skin, but somehow more wet than you have ever experienced it.
Without though and intention, a word forms on your lips, which you whisper into the deep:
<span class="mu-g">Choose one</span>
>Waves
>Breath
>Song
>Cure
