It was the sound of a crescendo

Last Friday, I skated quickly into London after work to go to the Natural History Museum. frax had spotted an interesting-looking event, a "Crime Scene Live" evening which seemed pretty much directed at role-players (a fact somewhat bolstered by falling over metame in the queue, then running into leathellin waiting for lanfykins before we'd even managed to get our own party together.)

( The Death of Orlav Black )