humans hard to make mate

[dagnir]

Is brilliant plan. I take my human for walk, lead him to the one I like! No more fire elf. More little humans. Maybe I get eat ravens?

But no, humans ruin. Stupid humans.

And stupid boss want ravens still. I need get them to him, but no want to talk. They tell everyone.

Maybe knock out, drag to him. But then maybe die? If boss could walk, then problem solve. I do all work.

My plans more important right now, sorting out life of human. Ravens can go fly into window.



Dagnir: *wanders into Nuala's store while the ravens are out*

Nuala: *eyes him but keeps on weaving*

Dagnir: *hops up onto a stool to watch her, head cocked with interest*

Nuala: *passes the shuttle between the rows of thread*

Dagnir: mrowl? *makes a show of looking around for Nuala's friends*

Nuala: The ravens aren't here now.
( Then they fight? Why? Is territory she let many in! )

Another day in the animal sanctuary

[john_npcs]

Fennecs: *race around Luthien*

Luthien: *holds the hem of her skirt up so they don't get their claws stuck in the fabric*

Fennecs: *so tiny and big ears and cavorty*
( enter a wild Eressil )

So the habitat I've made for the platypi is working excellently, and so is Luthien's training. She's become an excellent assistant in the sanctuary, even recruiting new people for me.

Other orders of business: I had an assortment of sheep:



Which I haven't been wholly sure what to do with, until one of the humans in this city, a woman named Nuala, came by to ask to shear them. So now they're enjoying spring.

Finally, I'm sending in another petition to the king to let me dredge the lake to see what sort of animals live in it, to examine. I've even got the plans drawn up for a tank to hold whatever I find.

He continues to refuse to let me have a terror bird.

AND LET THERE BE TELECOMMUNICATIONS

[turgonthewise]

Head of the House of Artificers: Ready, sire?

Turgon: *nods and reaches out. Flicks the switch, activating reception towers around the city*

House of Artificers: *burst into cheers when nothing explodes*

Turgon: you've all done very good work, and I'm honoured to have you as citizens of my city. *mentally thinking 'and now I can harass Lio and Finrod without even getting out of bed'*





Okay, messengers have been sent out to hand the authorized people their 'phones', which is such a weird word to even say. But I'm going to give Lio, Ar, and Finrod theirs in person. I'm not sure Idril should have one.

They're neat little devices, made with similar principles to the Palantirs, but relying on technology so they don't have to be massively powerful magical devices.

They're a thin rectangle, made of metal, with a button to turn it on to tell it who you want to call, if they have another device, and a button to end it. They couldn't get the telepathy to work with all the races and without having to rely on the massively magical element. They run on their own power under means I'm not actually sure I followed when the lead developer was telling me.

They've got more in the works to hand out to the guards, to help them keep track of each other so there isn't another 'wandering around blind in the sewers with cultists coming after them' incident.