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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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About the Xerxes temples: Some rovaick might sidle up and try to establish a place of worship for Toun, but be prepared for some...cultural tensions.
The collab me and BBeast have been working on for the past month is now finished and posted.

Don't judge too harshly please.


It's good. Now make an avatar. :)
Gallus had one eyebrow raised and was looking at Tzirret as he walked away, waiting for enough distance to be covered. With the voices of everyone else saying farewell, it wasn't long before he was out of practical earshot. It was then that he gave Ma'tanza a consoling smile and put a hand on his hip. "Oh, there's nothing wrong, I just didn't want to embarrass Tzirret like a cheek-pinching aunt. No, I just wanted to say thank you to you all." Gallus gave each of Tzirret's friends a look while he spoke. "It's probably no secret that Tzirret was much more withdrawn and nervous before he befriended you all. I can only assume that you were patient and kind with him. As his alpha, I've seen him come out of his shell, so to speak. For that, you have my appreciation."

As he continued, Gallus looked down to Ma'tanza, angling his head forward to look at her with a raised brow. "And you, Ma'tanza. Ever since Tzirret began spending more time with you, I have never seen him smile so much since I've known him." Gallus lifted a palm. "Now, I won't discredit whatever efforts he put forth himself, but I have to say...him becoming close to a young woman is the last thing I expected." Gallus shook his head and chuckled through his nose. "You've a kind heart," he said, reaching out to ruffle the top of Ma'tanza's head.

Gallus began to turn to leave, but stopped and raised a finger. "Oh, one more thing. I overheard you mentioning letters. If you address yours to Bruma for pick up, I'll be sure to have them brought to the clanhome. Shall Tzirret's be sent to Senchal, or Orcrest, or...?"

At seeing La'khay so happy and under the praise, Sabine couldn't help but grin and laugh as well. "I think we could do that," Sabine responded, before turning her head to Peiter and taking his hand again. "Perhaps I will try making Peiter like you did for the painting sometimes," she said with humour. Sabine's grin fell into a smile and looked to La'khay again. "You stay beautiful as well, La'khay. Goodbye."

Sabine let Peiter say any goodbyes he wanted as well before moving on. Afterwards, Tzirret approached.

A far cry from the cringed, hand-wringing, sad Khajiit boy he had arrived as, Tzirret strode over to La'khay and La'tahne with a straight back, open shoulders, raised ears, and a warm smile. He didn't even say any words at first, instead wrapping his arms around La'khay and bringing her into a tight hug. "Thank you," he said simply, holding on for a while. "You made this one meet new friends and Ma'tanza. Tzirret does not care if it was to pay him back for helping La'khay's pride. He can never repay you." Tzirret pulled away and stepped back, smiling to La'tahne. "And La'khay got to meet a new friend as well."

Janius raised his eyebrows to Kaleeth and shrugged as well. "Me neither," he said with a pouted frown. Though, that soon gave way to his previous smile. "Perhaps we'll get lucky." He put an arm around Kaleeth's shoulders. "We'll see. I know I'll keep practising, even if I still have bad habits, and I know Kaleeth wants to try setting up some sporting fist-fighting in our clan. Maybe something a bit less deadly than on that ship, but in a similar vein, I think."
Fendros stood up and laughed along. "Instead, Colours, you'll just have to be satisfied with being a hero yourself. You may have done some dubious smuggling in the past, but smuggling your entire clan out of harms way deserves you just as much- if not more praise than us."

After that, Fendros toured to the rest of Ra'kalesh's pack with the children to bid farewells.

Tzirret's first response to Ma'tanza breaking out in tears was to hold her face close to his neck and try not to start sobbing himself. However, S'nishi's paw made him pull back for a moment. He did not expect to have S'nishi scrape her rough tongue across his head, so he recoiled slightly and held his mouth and eyes shut. He even had to take a step back to regain balance. Nonetheless, when he wiped his eyes and took a gasping breath, he began to laugh along with everyone else. The inside of his pert ears went momentarily red in embarrassment, but he was not so anxious any more that he assumed anything less than good nature.

There was barely time for Tzirret to wipe his face and give S'nishi a pat between the eyes when Ma'tanza hugged him again. He held on tightly this time, rocking from side to side. His mood was elevated by the little joke, but his heart was still so heavy that it was threatening to tear his diaphragm. "Tzirret promises," he said more confidently, turning his head to kiss Ma'tanza next to her ear. "As long as Ma'tanza promises to be happy as well."

"Hey, Tzirret," Gallus' voice sounded out behind him, not stern and intimidating, but laid back, like it used to be.

Tzirret did not let Ma'tanza go, but his ear did turn and he looked across to Gallus curiously.

"I know this is hard for you to say goodbye, but do you mind if I have a quick word with your friends before we leave?" Gallus' smile turned into a grin and he gestured to Ra'kalesh's pack. It was perhaps not a coincidence that La'khay was the particular person Gallus had his hand towards. "Besides, there are others that want to say goodbye to you. I swear, by my honour, you can have another goodbye kiss after I'm done."

For a few seconds, Tzirret looked a little confused at Gallus. He gave a glance to La'khay and La'tahne, and with a frown, slowly pulled back from Ma'tanza. "Is that okay?" he asked her.

Meanwhile, La'khay and La'tahne were themselves approached by Sabine with Peiter in tow. Their painting had been loaded onto one of the carriages already, but Sabine wasn't going to let La'khay get away without a goodbye hug. Sabine spoke while holding La'khay and La'tahne in one hug, an arm around each of them. "You helped me. I will not forget either of you."

Janius and Kaleeth had perhaps fewer personal episodes with the clan they were leaving compared to Sabine, Peiter, and Tzirret although Jo'rashaad and S'ajira were not the only people that gave them favours. After thanking the couple once again for caring for Newt and Rhazii, as well as wishing Ciinriel well, Janius approached Ra'kalesh and took him by the shoulders. "Now, Ra'kalesh, I know the two of us didn't have time to become masters like you, but we appreciate the lessons in your arts." Janius' smile pursed and his eyes flicked down. "And your sacrifice was...more than anyone asked for. So, thank you. Maybe we will see you and your pride again sometime."
Rhazii squinted his eyes and grinned under Jo'rashaad's hand. With excitement, he raised a hand and continued to demonstrate his new Ta'agra vocabulary by shouting, "Very good!"

This elicited a chuckled from Fendros as he stepped forward and knelt as well. "I doubt that will be the last phase he'll be learning if Ahna has anything to say about it." Fendros moved to grip Jo'rashaad's hand in a firm handshake and laid his other hand on S'ajira's side. "You two have been great to us. I am glad to have befriended such wonderful people. All the best to you, you pack, your lovely daughter..." Fendros glanced back at Ahnasha and then ahead again. "If ever you find yourselves in Bruma, however likely that is-" he laughed. "-you're always welcome with us."

Sabine did not reciprocate Ciinriel's reluctance in the slightest. Once Ciinriel finished speaking, Sabine stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the young Bosmer tightly. "I think we will," Sabine said. "Thank you for being our friend." Sabine pulled back and kept her hands on Ciinriel's shoulders, giving her a broad smile. "You should talk to more people. You do not need to be scared." Sabine's eyes flicked to the gathering around Tzirret. "Maybe Tzirret's friends?" Sabine turned back to Ciinriel and refocussed. "Anyway, I will miss you." Sabine gave Ciinriel another hug, this one longer. "Be well."

On perhaps a rarer occurrence than most, Tzirret was just as lost for words as Ma'tanza was. He returned Ma'tanza's kiss and looked around to the people around him. He was honestly overwhelmed, and not just by the prospect of saying goodbye. Eventually, some words came to him, albeit nervously. "This one...has never had this many friends before." He exhaled sharply, nearly laughing at a memory. "He has had the best time with all of you. He will miss all of you." Carefully letting go of Ma'tanza for the moment, Tzirret stepped over to each of his friends and gave them a short, silent hug each. Even S'nishi got a hug on her neck, though Tzirret had no chance of wrapping his arm span around her. As for Ma'tanza in particular, Tzirret returned to her with reddening eyes.

He took her hand again and raised his other hand to place it on the back of her head. Stepping in close, he leaned his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. He spoke quietly, never minding those around him. "Tzirret is going to miss you so much," he said with sadness wavering his voice. "You are the first that...that liked him like this. He will write you letters, he promises and..." He stopped to swallow and tears soaked into the fur beneath his eyes. "He wants to see you again. He does not know when, but he will see you again. Thank you for everything, Ma'tanza. This one loves you."
@Muttonhawk Edited before you ninjad, so don't know who ninjad who, but I reckon you'd still reckon its OP.
When healing flawlessly becomes OP @_@ you'd think Toun'd approve of how perfect it is.

But yeah, I'll probably work out a few other limitations when it actually comes to using it IC


Nah, I wasn't really trying to say that it was too powerful, I was just making an Overwatch reference for a larf. No need to panic. The clarification is nice, though.
Vowzrian healers do it very differently. They just make it so that...the wound never happened. Or, to be more accurate, they make it so that the targeted area goes back in time so that it is in the state it was in before the injury occurred. It's got limits, I think I mentioned it somewhere in the CS. None of this exhausting the patient business though.

Use Vowzrian healers. They good.


Tracer OP pls nerf
I'm going to be out most if today. I'll not get a post in for several hours.
The crowd that formed around the pack was something of a new experience. Some just ignored the attention, while others, such as Fendros and Tzirret, looked around and shifted in discomfort.

Gallus was standing up straight with his hands behind his back, but he was visibly more relaxed than he had been since the battle. He gave a smile and responded first. "Call it luck, Ra'kalesh, all of it. All we did was the same as you, and especially Dro'cahi." Gallus stepped up to give Ra'kalesh a robust hug. "...Showed courage enough to keep going and do the right thing." Gallus stepped back, just as quickly. "Farewell, friend." He peered to the rest of them. "It was an honour."

While Gallus was giving his farewell to Ra'kalesh's pride, Fendros lead Rhazii and Newt by the hands up to the pride as well. "Alright, children. Say goodbye to Jo'rashaad and S'ajira," he said. Rhazii waddled up to Jo'rashaad first. His excitement told of ignorance of how long they would be apart from their temporary guardians. "Goodbye, Jo'rashaad," he said in the little Ta'agra he had learned while hugging Jo'rashaad around the waist. He gave S'ajira a similar treatment. "Goodbye, S'ajira. Come visit us."
Gee, spoilers, haha!

It looks like I'll get in one post right before my shift starts. It doesn't involve everyone, but anyway.

G'night!
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