Blaedy began with ogres loitering along a desert road, apparently employed as scenery, then produced a battle tableau in which she was crawling toward a glowing blade while Summoneyy arrived from nowhere with purple magic. A fair account of the woman’s entrances, though perhaps harsh on her timing.
My absence from the tournament has now been entered into a chronicle, which is more durable than the excuse. I had meant to witness the mak'gora from behind a pillar. Instead I was somehow both concealed and nowhere at all. Arrowyy has reached the chapter where Summoneyy lands the decisive blow and is pleased with the emphasis. Naturally.
Now Blaedy is proposing a beach expedition, because apparently an evening requires either warm sand full of things that bite or a campaign against goblins. Tanaris was named, with the usual objections: giants, worms, pirates, dragons, and sand in every boot. Summoneyy has declared it a beach episode. I fear that means the sea itself is not the chief hazard.