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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
Michael Leunig. The Curly Pyjama Letters.

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Fendros wished he didn't flinch slightly as the conjured bow came into Mundus right in front of him. His eyes went to Ahnasha's and he mirrored her grin. "Five targets, two hundred paces, with rapid fire, if that's not too hard for you, my dear Ahna." Fendros then stood up to go and collect his bow, knowing full well that Ahnasha's best accurate shot was well beyond what he challenged her to.

"Oh, they'll be fine," Janius assured Ra'kalesh, "At worst, they'll challenge one another to ridiculous trick shots and end up grazing their skin on a bowstring somewhere." Janius then addressed Meesei. "Well, it just so happens that I've been practising, too." He dipped his head to one side, "Not to downplay your tuition, but maybe I could be more confident than you might think. Which destruction element has she specialised in?"

Looking a bit lost with his hand holding one arm and peering around, Tzirret quietly padded up to the group and sat down beside Irenya. He didn't give any greeting. He merely looked into the fire pit with his knees up supporting his elbows. He generally looked for Peiter and Sabine in these situations but he didn't interrupt the current conversation.
"Hey, don't think I'll be that easily overcome," Janius retorted defensively, "Sabine's improved but she hasn't faced me."

Fendros chuckled along. He had the feeling that Janius would be experiencing some humility soon. "You know, you're right, Ahna. We have been kind of...apart in recent times. We had some of the old ways on the journey to Elsweyr, but...I miss the closeness. We haven't hunted as one since..." Fendros trailed off. He couldn't remember.

Perhaps in an effort to salvage his threatened pride, Janius addressed Fendros. "Well, if we have a competition in swordsmanship, I hope you've kept up your practice, Fendros."

"I...will admit..." Fendros said with raised hands and wide eyes, "We haven't been sparring together nearly as much, Janius. However," Fendros looked to Ahnasha with a mischievous smile and goaded, "I'm curious to see if I can't give you a challenge with a bow now, Ahna."
Gallus groaned in protest, laid his forehead on the bridge of Ri'vashi's, nose and closed his eyes. "Fine, I'll stay awake," he conceded with exaggeration, "But you offered me that wine. It's your fault."

After taking a deep breath through his nose, Gallus laid a kiss between Ri'vashi's eyes and mumbled. "And...yes...if you put that much passion into it, it is exhausting..." By the time he trailed off, he had fallen asleep involuntarily.



"Newer abilities?" Fendros asked with a raised eyebrow. "I've not seen you train for a while, what have you developed?"

Janius grinned briefly as well. "I've been training with the mages every now and then. I've seen what Meesei and Sabine can do now. It might be interesting to keep it a surprise."

"Sabine as well?" Fendros asked, looking bemused. He sighed and shook his head, "I know she's been continuing to get taught, but...Azura, I've been missing out on everything, haven't I?"

Janius looked over his shoulder, "Where is Sabine, anyway? Quality time?"

"Quality time," Fendros quickly repeated in agreement. The phrase had become barely obscuring code since Peiter and Sabine became close.
Unlike Ri'vashi, Gallus was still quite drunk and the moon sugar was still affecting him. He didn't much mind how tightly he was being held, considering the circumstances. He had one arm wrapped around Ri'vashi's torso and another raised up to stroke the side of her head. Even though he was catching his own breath, drenched in sweat and sore all over, he looked up to Ri'vashi with a wide smile.

"You are a curious case, clan leader," Gallus teased in a murmur. He brought one arm to Ri'vashi's shoulder and tried his best to heave himself up to be level with her eyes despite her vice grip on his body. He then gave her a lengthy kiss, more practiced this time with a large Cathay mouth but no less awkward. Gallus pulled away and continued. "I feel good. I feel like staying here. How about you? This really was your first time, wasn't it?" Gallus looked so relaxed that he might fall asleep at any moment.



For all his nerves, Fendros couldn't help but smile at Ahnasha's renewed bravado. It brought back warm memories.

Janius threw an arm around Kaleeth's shoulders. "Well, you've become a lot better at defending yourself, and controlling your beast spirit if it comes to that. I'd say this time will result in far fewer injuries, my darling crocodile."

"How about you, Meesei?" Fendros asked. He had little doubt that Meesei would encourage them whether she was confident or not, just to keep up appearances, but he wanted to hear it anyway.
If there was one more upside to being under the influence of moon sugar and drink in this situation, it was that it dulled the pain of being thrown around. Gallus gave Ri'vashi a grin and spoke patiently. "That's quite alright. Relax." He brought his arms around and kissed her again, pulling away a few times to add, "Speak to me...do what feels right...try not to kill me."

What followed was an especially unique experience in bed for Gallus. He tried his level best to make Ri'vashi's first time an enjoyable one. However, he had to exercise some creativity given their proportions. Between the near-death experiences and exploring what worked with Ri'vashi, he had no room in his drug-addled mind to ask why in Oblivion he was doing this. Although, perhaps he should have been paying more attention to the niggling feeling in his mind that he was forgetting something.



"Hm," Janius agreed, "And attacking a stronghold, too. We haven't had that experience since..." Janius' eyes darted to Fendros and Ahnasha momentarily, "...well, since Black Marsh." He looked to the fire again. "At least we'll not be fighting alongside those dreadful cultists, however effective they were."

Fendros didn't seem to react to his and Ahnasha's traumatic experience being skirted along, but he didn't stick to the subject. "It's been a long time since any of us have faced a challenge like this. I must be going soft, I feel far too nervous." Fendros failed to admit that it was mostly residual from worrying about Rhazii, but Ahnasha would at least know that. "How is everyone else feeling?" he asked.
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Wasn't it agreed that all sentient life with Slough's life essence could evolve and improve on their own without guidance while all those without life essence required the aid of the gods? I'm not sure though but I remember a small discussion about this when we created the Hain and such.

EDIT: *Toun created the Hain.


This is true. Any of those evolving species could work it out for themselves. It's just fun to help them out sometimes.
As Ri'vashi spoke, Gallus carefully lifted his hands up around her neck and pulled her head down onto his lips to silence her. As a courtesy to her, he took things slowly, only advancing from that simple kiss when Ri'vashi appeared comfortable.

It was true that Gallus was more experienced than Ri'vashi. However, he could never claim to have laid with a Khajiit, let alone a Cathay, let alone a werebear, let alone a clan leader. The scraps of his rational mind found the whole idea crazy, but that just seemed to make it exhilarating to try.
You know what? I'll just trust Jvan to be able to grow rocks. She's done weirder things.

As for the agricultural revolution, I don't intend Toun to spread it, only to start it.
Uh, I don't mean to be a philistine here, but...how does one farm rocks?
Actually, I'll probably make a doc for a collab when I get home. I'm typing on my phone without much battery left. Anyone who wants to jump in can sling me a PM.
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