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[Blink, blink! Nah, don't worry. It's just Tristero, standing in the City Cemetery, leaning on the handle of a rake. His smile is a little sad. Blackdog can be seen lying on a particularly flat memorial stone in the background...taking a nap.]

Hey, everyone. Kinda late to say "Happy Halloween," but...hope you had a good time last night.

But besides last night, last month sucked--I mean, let's not lie, last month sucked. It always sucks, I know, but this year sucked worse than most. I would have said it "blew major goats" but that just... Anyway, it seriously sucked and it just kept getting worse. It started bad and it just got fucking worse day by day. But I wanted to thank everybody for sticking with us. And I especially wanted to thank everyone who came up the mountain with us there at the end. I'm sorry it came to that. You put yourselves through a lot. But thanks--for your help and for what you did. You saved the City. You actually saved the City. So...thanks. And I mean that. I really mean that.

And...I thought you should know.

And, hey, after an October like that, November can't possibly be any worse. And, so far, the readings we're getting hold that up. It could be that a whole bunch of curse energy got dissipated. So, yeah, we might get lucky yet.

[That same small, sad smile as he reaches to turn the device off again. And--blink, blink! He's gone.]
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[ooc: Tristero gave something up to chase out the witches and the goat, you know. But he won't tell what. He's busy cleaning up City Cemetery--because it needs doing--and thinking about it all.]