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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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@Slime The user interface for the wiki isn't much more complicated than making posts here on the Guild. Just hit the 'Add New Page' button and give it a whirl. Don't be too hung up on having a crazy-detailed page -- most of the others are works in progress anyway.
"Me?" Fendros' previous confidence waned from his face. "No, I passed this off to Sabine so that I wouldn't be considered. I can do many things, but I cannot defend myself from the kind of magic that challenges Meesei. That is a skill that Sabine has."

Sabine squeezed one of her hands in her lap. "I do not know if I even want to be the champion. I like researching alchemy and helping the clans from the side. The decisions are too important, I would make mistakes."

The impasse made Fendros close his eyes and shake his head. He opened them towards the two who had not given their input to the reluctant candidates, besides Lorag. "Kaleeth, Janius? What do you think?" He craned his head optimistically. "Do either of you want to volunteer?"

Janius sucked in a breath between his teeth. "No, thank you. Look, Ahnasha is right, either of you are capable." He scanned his eyes at the others and raised a hand. "I think we can all agree, though, that none of us can completely replace Lorag and Meesei. Whoever steps up will have to just work on their shortcomings." He turned to Kaleeth. "What do you think, darling?"



Even if the guards questioned why two youths were wandering out of the castle, Rhazii drew their eyes the most. He had passed for an adult before, especially since he started growing a mane half a year ago.

"Uh, yeah, I heard it from my father, not yours, but I know," Rhazii mumbled. The city was quieter than he expected at this time of night. "He got caught in a giant spider nest or something. The pack dug him out, right?" Rhazii itched at his shoulder. "Maybe...um, he just got out on his own and ran away after that? Or maybe some bandits abducted him? No, that's too far-fetched."
@Malchivo OFF WITH 'IS 'EAD!

@Muttonhawk can tell you what happened last time


Huh? Oh, yeah, he burnt someone alive or something. There's a gif somewhere.
@Slime For the lulz, by all likelihood.
@Rtron

Is he going to surprise adopt her?


You know, I'm still against Vestec-brand violence, but the current situation does lend itself to what you suggest.
You know, I've been paranoid about that last Conata post for a while. There are a few missteps in it, sure, but something bigger was bugging me.

I've finally realised it.

I didn't actually have her get properly injured in that fight. She really should have been injured.

I guess I'll try and patch up that plot hole in a future post >_>
Just about everyone avoided Lorag's gaze, looking at each other or the ground instead. Janius twisted his mouth, Fendros had lowered his brow, and Sabine just held still with a blank frown.

"I'll be honest, Lorag," Janius began calmly. "I don't envy your responsibility as Meesei's second. The one that has to take up your mantle...It's not something to do on a whim. We're going to need time to think about this."

Fendros, still with his arms crossed curled his lips and quickly tilted his head to one side and up again. "No, if we're having this meeting, we may as well discuss it. Even if no one steps up, we'll have an easier time reflecting once we have talked about it. For instance, I think Sabine should do it."

Sabine's eyes darted up. Her mouth opened and her head turned towards Fendros in surprise. "Wh-...I do not understand." She caught a few words in her throat, sitting up straight. "I am not confident like Lorag is. I can make friends. I am not a nervous child anymore. But...I cannot..." She struggled to find the right word. "I am not knowledgeable about politics either. I am not qualified."

"Actually, I think you have a closer experience of what it takes to be in Meesei's position than any of us." Fendros gestured a hand forward. "You are closest to her. She tells you things that she hides from the rest of us. You know what her experiences are at this point."

Far from being encouraged, Sabine looked to the others. "Well, I think Ahnasha should do it. She has been in the pack the longest after Lorag."

It was a weak excuse. The pack assembled in the space of a few years, whereas they had been together for many more.



Rhazii angled his head back slightly and his ears straightened up. The corners of his lips lifted as he thought about what Julan said. "Okay, let's be really quick then." He chuckled and put his book to one side. "You've thought about this further than usual, haven't you, Frog Face? Just let me get dressed again."

Without wasting a second, Rhazii threw off his blanket and pulled on a tunic and trousers. "Hurry up and write that note!" He whispered to Julan while fussing with the laces of his boots. Once he finished, he stood up to his full height and prepared to follow Julan out of the door. They couldn't afford to waste any time.
Ah, yeah, fair enough.

I have a feeling that more mental and philosophical stuff will come up once civilisation becomes just a tad more ubiquitous. Not many places on the planet are both peaceful and prosperous right now.
Christ, I feel like I'm going to screw Conata up one of these days. Gettin' kinda dangerous with these fanpeople.

Speaking of biology, the status of mortal minds is quite obscure right now. Very little attention or might was sort in the brain, less than the last one, apparently.

Of course, mortals still kinda do have a good mortal mind. But it is unclear how much like ours it is. Dreaming for example, is an entirely different beast than how it truly is.

For example, if someone somehow managed to cut off the mortal connection with Raka, what would the feasible results be? Yes. It happened once in the distant past, but that was before modern mortality and actual complex dreams.


Given the psychological differences in hain, I've had to keep their mental propensities in mind when writing them. Granted, that's just part of the whole thing that is their creation -- additions to their brains in particular have mostly been at the hands of Teknall, Jvan, and Vowzra.

As for the rest of the situation, I thought mortals had similar minds to how we would conventionally see them in this universe. Apart from Vowzra making everyone adverse to Jvan and Ilunabar inventing and monopolising dreams. Not sure what's exactly obscure. Maybe there are things I missed from the last version of Divinus that provide more context? What kind of stuff happened before?
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