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IT HAS BEEN ONE WHOLE YEAR SINCE GANSEY AND I HAVE BEEN MARRIED.


Never thought I'd be that person, but I like the way Gansey's face gets all soft when I say it.

[TEXTS SENT TO BLUE]

» You didn't sleepwalk last night.
» and I've been a non-stop ball of anxiety since Sorry. For the texting.
» But I did get ordered not to move about and I have no idea where you went.

Anyone else do anything weird last night?

I take back my earlier complaining. I should not be wearing this many layers in July, or so I have come to understand for Vallo's climate.

My orchids are also severely suffering.

All in all, this is a vexing and I would like to speak with Vallo's manager. (This is a joke, I have been here long enough to understand that Vallo is the manager.)

CALEB

The last time it snowed unseasonably, we coincidentally also eloped. Perhaps it is our duty to do it again, to stop this weather. We must be heroes.

[BLUE, RONAN, & ADAM GROUP TEXTS]

» I'm putting together my outfits for the pride events.
» Did any of you replace my favorite shoes?
» They look brand new but I know it wasn't me.
» I normally would have pointed this look directly at Blue but she's too obvious of a choice.

» I've been avo Also we should start discussing housing to prepare for the coming years.

I ate something called a crookie today, which felt quite ridiculous to say aloud when ordering it and likewise felt entirely too indulgent to eat.

And yet, it was delicious and there are now many in the kitchen: a message to my housemates. Or, I suppose, anyone willing to be very risky over dessert and attempt to break into our home. It would be very interesting to see you try.

Providing desserts, especially those as sweet as these, has me thinking about Jestser and



And yes, before I am scolded, do not actually attempt to break into our house. I would feel very bad if someone triggered a disintegration trap over a pastry.

CALEB

I would like to be romantic, if my husband would allow it.

Okay, so I have a small problem. Literally.

El and I made this map we’ve been calling Vallo Village, right? And we got Billy to do some magic to make it look a little more realistic, which worked, but maybe worked a little too well. Or not exactly. Ms. Maximoff says it seems like sympathetic magic from Vallo got involved because I based some of the map on an old part of the city.

Anyway the point is I just got a prayer? from the village? for help from mighty adventurers?.

It looks like my campaign is happening whether it’s finished or not, so basically I really need some people to come down and save a tiny village from [...] okay I can’t type it, wtf. Call it certain peril. I need people to go into the map and save the village from certain peril. I can’t tell you what the peril is for some reason, probably the magic again, but the peril is bad and it’s going to ruin the lives of all these people who were supposed to just be fictional and now are real.

So, uh…who wants to be an adventurer? Ms. Maximoff says she can work with the magic that’s affecting the map using my extra miniatures, if we can get people to volunteer to be bound to them for a little bit. You’ll just have to kind of be a character while you’re in there - you’ll have whatever powers the miniature’s class comes with, and you should probably come up with a name.

Anyone? Please, I know this sounds stupid, but that little town is a real little town now, and they need our help.

[POSTED AFTER PROM ENDS]

i have onec again lost my wife in her persuit of s oup and ADVENrutre

i have al so loss my jacket

[...]

that is less imPortant.

marco?

that was more funny in my head than in the WRRITTEN WORD

I have never felt more vindicated for judging someone based on their microwave habits in the staff room and coffee order than I do now, thanks to the recent news.

That necessary sass aside, I have started making little jumpers for the tressym kittens. I know that my timing could not be worse as they are both insistent upon just growing larger by the day and the weather is also turning warmer, but it has been good use of my leftover yarn from other projects. Strudel can be seen here, kindly modeling as only he can: ( Cut for images! )

Thank you, Blue, for teaching me to knit so such pictures can exist in the first place.

Hey out there, Network People. I heard I should introduce myself here. I'm Liam, I've been here about a week, and I haven't posted because - technology, that's new. But I think I've got the hang of it now, and Violet says you guys like pictures of cool things, so here's one.



I don't usually get to paint them, but you guys have craft stores that are pretty awesome. I spent almost all of my DOA stipend there, so that probably means it's time I get a job. Who's got good work recommendations for a dragon-less dragon rider?

H blast ho
W do I

THERE THATS SOMETYING, I YHINK
FUCK

NO THATS IMPOLITE HO W DO YOU REMOVE THERE SURELY

at this point just leave me here lost to die I cannot recover from this and I haven to the fainted idea if hie to use this internal yhing

Id like to go home now I think

Ah-- Hello, good morning. I know that it is early for most, but well. I seem to have lost track of the hour.

A thought occurred to me in the night while I was trancing. It--well If you are unfamiliar, it is something that my variation of elves can do, wherein we do not have to sleep and instead go into a meditative trance and do exercises--it hardly matters, but I generally go over thoughts of whatever I am working on or Ca so my thoughts were lingering on this issue we have been going over regarding the portal beast since yesterday and--

I apologize, I did not actually finish my trance and am surviving on coffee and hope at the moment.

Anyway, I had a thought, specifically from the transmutation books that Prigany brought and a few specific runes that those idiots the culprits had tried to use and everything else surrounding the situation and, this might sound mad and I will need someone or a few someones to look over my work, but I am certain that they somehow managed to turn a waypoint crystal into the creature that we have been dealing with today and all of the portals and its glitching and disappearing are stemming from the fact that the magic of the waypoints just shouldn't be within something living and breathing like that.

As I said, I am humble enough to want someone to look over what led me to this conclusion as I have all of the work to show for it, but my humbleness ends at a point as I do have confidence here. There is nowhere for us to send the creature, as they were created and are truly from our Vallo. Perhaps this is something to confirm with them, if communication is at all possible?

But, ah--that is all. It feels as though this narrows our options.

It occurs to me that we will need a way to contain the portal beast once we manage to find her (or him? I don't suppose anyone knows?).

I have been working on a spell which I think could be effective to use, especially if it's paired with some sort of structure, but I will need a couple more days to work out the details, and as I cannot cast the spell myself, I will need someone with more powerful magic to do so and so I think I will need time to craft the spell to tailor the spell to their magic.

A lot of strange things have happened to me lately but magical kidnapping is definitely new.

Listen, I know this is probably only interesting to me but did you all realize that the average bipedal takes over two hundred million steps in their lifetime? And that people actually track the number of steps they take every day? Some cool store clerk in the city was telling me all about it and they showed me this watch thing you wear on your arm that somehow knows what your feet are doing and how often. I bought four. I'm wearing every single one of them.

ALSO, new discoveries that make having legs literally the best ever:

Rollerblading (Am very bad at it. My butt hurts. It's amazing.)
Dancing (It's almost like having a fin but on land?? You just wiggle a lot and I love it.)
Climbing trees (See commentary on rollerblading)
Sitting on the floor (how did I never know you could sort of tie your legs in a knot??)
Being barefoot (Ummmmmm, why do we even wear shoes up here?)

Non-leg things I'm loving:
All of the art I can do up here that I couldn't do in Atlantis🥲

Okay so I was going to say something about dirt cake Oreos but instead I think it's more important to say that I saw that portal beast in the city?? It wasn't doing anything but I think it was scared worried afraid confused? Like it didn't know where it was? Or maybe it was the noise?

I think it's sad and I think I want to hug it


Oh wait hold on, it disappeared now? Like it--disappeared and came back and disappeared and came back and then I think it went through another portal? I can't tell if there's anything left behind. I don't think there is?


(also in case anyone IS wondering about the dirt cake Oreos, they're pretty good but the sprinkles are really hard to see and have no flavor so they're just there as a gummy worm homage, and there's dual creme which is nice even if I think crushed up Oreos in Oreo creme is a little like eating a chicken omelet lololololol look they're delicious because I love Oreos BUT maybe not the most clever)

Next week will mark my arrival anniversary into Vallo and I believe that counts as one of the few dates where I am allowed to be sentimental "on main", as my once students used to say. (Note that the other dates include: my birthday, Caleb's birthday, the children's birthday, our wedding anniversary. Other random days must be forgiven, if I am not controlled at brunch and have one too many sips of a mimosa.)

And so, this has been a very tumultuously wonderful handful of years and I am grateful to the people who have given it such joy, both those that have since gone and everyone still here--and, most assuredly, those that will still stumble into Vallo in the future. I am a lucky elf.

Anyway, sentimentality over. Thank you for allowing the indulgence.

I am delivering a new podcast this evening that I am particularly proud of. Normally I would give hints as to the subject matter--magic, soup, book reviews, etc--so as to tempt people to listen, but I wish not to spoil anyone and also I have heard that lending some mystery could likewise tempt people to listen so this is a test. If no one listens, I will know it is a gamble best not taken again and simply be terrible sad. (This is a back up plan: if mystery does not work, perhaps guilt will.) (This is a joke, in case my brand of humor remains less than clear after all these years of attempting it.)

Hey there, newcomers--and also not-newcomers, since I've been told everyone should be connected onto our networks now. Obviously let us know if that's not the case--well, I guess you wouldn't be seeing this if it wasn't, so. Let us know if it is and that's one thing done.

Anyway, I'm Orym and it really is nice to see some new faces, even if it's from strange circumstances. (I say that as though arriving via tree onto a space station is normal, but after a few years it really is.)

If there's anything you need or have questions about, let us know.