Occams Razor

Sally sits at corner table, staring into an empty coffee cup. His knuckles are a scuffed, scarred mess and he has a massive bruise across his forehead- it spreads under his headband as if a massive trauma had occurred there, and perhaps something roughly hockey-mask shaped stopped said aggressor from taking Lautner's head clear off.

"Mr. Gondorf is a' the idear that one a' the Keys might, perhaps, have somethin' to do with the Penance. I'm gon' look into it. If anyone's got a spare ear to the Spirits... or anything else full a hoodoo around here, lemme know."


[Sally's got Research now!]

Project Name: Best Served Cold

[ooc: cant see this on the list of project names, have you added it to the researchy thingy thing yet?]

"Well, Sally. I'm reading through some books for JD on the wendigo problem, but I may be able to spread some time to help you look into this.

(I created a research project under that name for you if you don't mind.)

"Excellent- thanks a right ton, Rook," Sally shakes his head, somewhat bewildered, "This whole thing is new to me, fer sure."