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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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My power's been out for quite a few hours now due to bad weather. I'm on a internet tether onto my phone, but the batteries on my laptop will only last for so long.

Also, I'm going to get some lunch now, anyway.
"You too, Ma'tanza," Gallus gave a smile to all of Tzirret's friends. "Farewell."

The way that Tzirret was put under constant praise from La'khay and La'tahne made him cringe in embarrassment so much that he could hardly find the excuse to walk away. He tried to fight back with modest comments and glanced over at Ma'tanza over and over until Gallus walked up laughing. He bid the women to stop torturing the boy and told Tzirret to see to his obligations.

Tzirret did not hesitate, jogging up to Ma'tanza, embracing her, and passionately locking lips with her. Their final kiss lasted for all of the time they had left. When Meesei gave the order, Tzirret reluctantly pulled back and suppressed the burning behind his eyes. He pulled her into one last hug and whispered a goodbye into her ear. They separated with their hands holding for as far as they would reach before he finally turned around and caught up with the others.

Tzirret strode quietly with the others, looking at the sandy ground before him. He didn't engage with anyone at all for a full half an hour or so. When Gallus finally checked on him, he burst into tears harder than he had since he first woke up in the Bruma clanhome, many years ago. Gallus put an arm around him and gave him some understanding comfort.



The camp that night had a familiar and enjoyable atmosphere. It was nothing like a crowded clanhome or a noisy warband encampment. It was just friends and nature. The packs and their new tag-alongs shared their first meal peacefully. Although Tzirret was quiet, he did not seem quite as despondent as he was on the road.

Gallus had been waiting for the right time to approach Peiter. Right now, with no great tasks to finish or other things to think about, it was probably the best time possible. Gallus approached Peiter from around the campfire and squat down to put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey Peiter, I've done enough blubbering. How about we go and have a talk?"
Well, my power is out, so others get a head start :c
@WrongEndoftheRainbow How about I have Toun toss you into one of his monasteries? That would probably be the closest you'd get to a place of learning at this stage.

You'd have a great view up in the ironhearts, too.
Yeah, the next scene I had in mind would be the camp on the first night out from Orcrest. Gallus has to speak with Peiter properly and he also has to speak with his pack about something.

I'll be going to bed now anyway. G'night!
I was setting up a new laptop today and I had to pick up my parents from the airport. It was a bit busy to get in a post earlier.

Wow, windows 10 has some bad bloatware and a daunting lack of opt-outs.
Gallus' first response was to shake his head, though the full answer became more complicated in his mind. "I've made it clear to Tzirret before that he is not under any obligation to fight alongside us. Any time that he does is either an offer, not an order, or him volunteering." Gallus looked to one side and sighed through his nose. "He was probably trying to prove himself, probably to live up to his brother. Not so much now, though. He seems far more enthusiastic about becoming a healer." Gallus' face darkened slightly. "Of course, I'll have to find him a new teacher."

Shaking the dark mood off somewhat, Gallus looked to Ma'tanza directly and dropped his laid-back pretence. "That said, Ma'tanza, there may be times where we all have to fight, whether we like it or not. I won't force Tzirret if I have the option, but for the times where I don't, I have to make sure that he is prepared."

Tzirret had met La'tahne before, but it still took some getting used to for another person to comment on his appearance out of nowhere. As well Tzirret didn't doubt that La'khay shared their experiences in detail. He dipped his head forward bit and displayed some embarrassment. "He, uh..." Tzirret half-lowered his ears and swallowed. "Thank you," he conceded.

After an awkward pause, Tzirret looked up and tried to push aside his anxiety. "Anyway, Tzirret hopes that your clan finds a home again. He wishes you both well." Tzirret managed to find his smile again.

Janius looked up to the sky and gave the question some thought. "Well, when we spar, it's a certainty, so...three?" Still with his arm around Kaleeth, Janius looked her in the eyes and smiled. "You also still have a nasty habit of holding onto me rather tightly in your sleep when you're anxious. That makes it four." Janius, of course, skipped over other bruises that he occasionally sustained while sharing a bed with Kaleeth these days.

Janius turned his smile to Ra'kalesh again and said, "It's worth it."
Toun- Pride
....

Literally the only one I got.


That...no, how could you...?

Toun is clearly Wrath, you twit! His self esteem is far too low for Pride.
Guys, stats are currently a bit of a mess, so I'm putting this here and hoping that you guys can correct me if you see anything that is wrong:

[...]
Toun - L4 - 21 MP - 3 FP
[...]


Toun used his free points giving free stuff to the rovaick and establishing his religion. He's at 0 FP.

The stat block on my record is such:
Toun - L4 - 21 MP - 0 FP - 4C/4D <Holy site turn counter: 2/4>
Creation (Perfection, Calligraphy)
@LokiLeo789 I would suggest for all our sakes that you give easier-to-distinguish names to the different deductions. Apart from that, it seems alright.

If you wanted to go through historical progression rather than burning free points for currency, you might start out with clay tablets that are a small contracts promising service, like IOUs. That's how currency started out in RL history if I remember correctly. Of course, no one has explicitly declared discovering and using writing yet.

As for Toun's temple, it would probably be like a monastery of self-improvement. Lots of white clay. Plenty of scribes. His insignia around the place. Also, a lot of anti-chaos rhetoric and proselytising, especially aimed to anyone who wants to be left alone by white giants.
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