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== RP Hooks ==
== RP Hooks ==
<p>[[image:Dot black-mini.png|15px|link=]] '''The Weft and Weave of Old:''' Specializes in textile archaeology.</p>
<p>[[image:Dot black-mini.png|15px|link=]] '''The Weft and Weave of Old:''' Specializes in textile archaeology.</p>
<p>[[image:Dot black-mini.png|15px|link=]] '''The Garden of Yesterday:''' Frequently pines for a lost botanical treasure.</p>
<p>[[image:Dot black-mini.png|15px|link=]] '''Dinos!:''' Works at the Natural History Museum where there are dinos. </p>
<p>[[image:Dot black-mini.png|15px|link=]] '''Meanwhile, There's Food:''' The consolation prize of Los Angeles is the cuisine options.</p>
<p>[[image:Dot black-mini.png|15px|link=]] '''Meanwhile, There's Food:''' The consolation prize of Los Angeles is the cuisine options.</p>


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Revision as of 22:08, 25 March 2024




"Archaeologists only look at what lies beneath their feet. The sky and the heavens don't exist for them."
~ Agatha Christie; "Murder in Mesopotamia"
"Knit on with confidence and hope through all crises." ~ Elizabeth Zimmermann

Background

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RP Hooks

The Weft and Weave of Old: Specializes in textile archaeology.

Dinos!: Works at the Natural History Museum where there are dinos.

Meanwhile, There's Food: The consolation prize of Los Angeles is the cuisine options.

Contacts

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Logs

Gallery

Vital Stats

Full Name: Paige Wilson
Appears As: Paige
Apparent Age: Late Thirties
Date of Birth: October 12th
Demeanor: Mediator
Occupation: Archeologist at the Natural History Museum
Affiliation: None yet.

Notable Stats

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Soundtrack

Phoebe Bridgers ~ Funeral
I'm singin' at a funeral tomorrow
For a kid a year older than me
And I've been talking to his dad, it makes me so sad
When I think too much about it, I can't breathe
And I have this dream where I'm screamin' underwater
While my friends are waving from the shore
And I don't need you to tell me what that means
I don't believe in that stuff anymore