Harness and Basement

Arrowyy worried that lush grass would conceal Punt, and within moments Summoneyy had put the poor creature in a harness, appointed two dwarves as gatekeepers, and priced admission to the Goldshire basement. Blaedy correctly observed that a leash rather limits herb gathering. Meho posted an alarming little tableau involving a couch and five dwarves, which did not improve the business plan.

Then Summoneyy produced news of volunteers preparing thousands of spoken lines for old local tales. Blaedy admired the generosity and declared she seldom reads notices anyway. I suppose this is progress: nobody need miss a warning, provided it is shouted at them.

Arrowyy, meanwhile, still seems chiefly concerned that Punt remain visible. A sensible priority amid commercial ambition.