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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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In Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk] → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
"We are not here to spread anything," Fendros retorted. He angled his head forward to turn to a plead. "And we have no reason to lie to you about this. Even if you do not believe us, look to what Vile's cult is doing. Why did they manually infect innocent people? Why would they be discarding the war against us in spite of their previous advantage? And why would they be hunting Talos worshippers now? Hate us all you want, Do'Rhajul, you are blinded to the forest for the trees."

Sabine acted upon the other raven flying off. She leapt off the top of her market stall and flapped up on top of the roof overlooking the alley. She needed to take a closer look to see exactly what was going on and the rooftop cover would allow her to pull away if there was a trap involved.
In Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
<Snipped quote by Antarctic Termite>

To be specific!

ARENA STUFF


That's really cool, actually.

Majus would have gotten caught in it as well. He probably would have waited to pick a winning side and just went HAM on everyone else.
In Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Slime The situation is wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey right now. We've compromised to give a range of time around a date that a turn represents, so your timelines can be closer or further from the realta invasion if you like.
In Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk] → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Do'Rhajul's comment may have implied that their meeting was unintentional. Fendros remained on guard. He allowed a few seconds to pass without Meesei answering. The anxiety of doing so himself still pressed on his mind.

At least he had something to say now.

"If we did surrender, would you hear what our mission is here?" Fendros said. He could not match the assertiveness of the general's voice, but he spoke as clearly as he could. "I do not think you know what it is. Else you have been lied to."

Janius quietly hissed a protest. "Fendros, what do you think you're doing?"
In Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk] → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
None spoke an obvious answer. No one in the pack could come up with one on the spot, especially while distracted trying to spot any more people in the market that might be with Do'Rhajul. Even Sabine flicked her beady eyes between the followed raven and anyone else on the ground that didn't fit the pattern of the crowd.

Fendros noticed something odd about the way the Nord, Yerig, was speaking. At first, his anger appeared to be derived from the raven exposing their surveillance. However, Fendros suspected that Yerig may have been referring to their topic of conversation. Perhaps Do'Rhajul's specialist team were not as united as his prodigious military experience would have inferred.

All the same, this encounter served no offensive purpose that Fendros could fathom. His best guess made his shoulders relax. His patience eventually gave out against his better judgement. He took a step forward and breathed in.

He couldn't think of anything to say. Nothing that came to mind seemed appropriate or useful. Just as well; Meesei was the one that had any experience at all with the general. It only occurred to Fendros in the moment that this Cathay-Raht could have been a different individual altogether.
In Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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Current Era: circa 10 to 85 years post-realta invasion (PR)


In Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk] → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Fendros felt a tingle run over the top and back of his skull when he processed the sight of the Cathay-Raht in front of him. His first reactions were called from shock; his heart quickened, his eyes darted to inspect the faces around them, and he double-checked that the rest of the pack was with him.

There was no way to know who was part of Do-Rhajul's group. Anyone around them could pull a silver knife and rush them. Sabine flapped to a stop, perching atop a tall market stall overlooking the two groups. She preened at the feathers of her right wing and darted her head around. She couldn't stay still either.

Any indication of rational sense only flowed as Fendros' unconscious grip around his sword's pommel tightened to the point of pain. Several moments of silence had passed already, stirred around with the murmurs and shuffles of the early market.

"Meesei, I think we should take our doses against gas before taking a step further," Fendros murmured. He was already fishing out the flask from a belt pouch. "This isn't right."
In Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk] → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Sabine hummed with a similar frustration to Ahnasha, though she didn't answer Ahnasha. She walked on with the rest of them for a short distance, eyes darting and distracted as if looking for something in the buildings around them.

She stepped away and dashed into a small stable in an alley, out of sight.

"Sabine, where are you going?!" Fendros demanded. He filed around and between the people between the pack and the stable to catch up. As soon as he rounded the corner obscuring Sabine, there was a purple glow and another raven fluttered out, nearly striking Fendros with its talons. It cawed twice and flew up to perch on a building. Fendros followed it with his eyes, incredulous.

There was no use wondering how long Sabine had been able to pull off such a magical feat. It had been many years since anyone had brought it up. For now, though, Sabine pointed the way and flew, landing regularly to allow the pack to catch up. Her flight drew curious eyes.
In Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
If Tauga ever gets to beat up Heartworm, I'll be dosed up on pure catharsis for at least a month.
In Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk] → 9 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
The chairs sung and scraped out from the table as everyone stood, leaving whatever was left of their food and drinks behind. Meesei found her pack following her without question. There was no time to argue, nor was there sense in splitting their numbers.

Nevertheless, there was a sense of unease. All the anxious thoughts about what Do'Rhajul had planned was culminating into this pursuit such that they might be easily trapped. It was distracting, though not distracting enough to hide the Nord following them.

A number in the pack noticed the Nord. Janius was the first to act upon it. He caught up with Meesei and murmured to her above the din of the bustling street. "I think the man behind us might be another of them. Should we deal with him?"

Fendros picked up on the suggestion and jogged to join the exchange. "If we do that, we either lose the bird or split up."
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