Small talk...

"My Malachi keeping track of the small things," Sigin sighs. "Making sure that crops are being harvested....and using a bit of magic here and there to make it easier for the farmers. Going out on wing to personally assure local would be Caliphs that starting up old bad habits with Ethiopia would be an EXTREMELY bad idea.....backed up with a few troops armed with the latest of your and your sister's brainchildren....."

"Yes, I guess that would do just that...wouldn't it," Alicia chuckles to herself. Envisioning a way to convert the present industrial foundation to put out those little "toys" (she now wondered just WHY she hadn't seen how much potential they had had before now) had taken a few weeks of careful consideration. At the time, she had felt ashamed at devoting so much time to what had seemed such an idle hobby....

Her ears twitch in annoyance, and then changes the subject.

"Who came up with the idea of these new pens?" Alicia asks. "Was it my sister? They are better by far than the quill ink pens I'm used to, and the INK! I'm still not used to having ink that dries within seconds of applying it to a page!"

"Actually....it was a gift from the Alliance," Sigin says....glancing over to the side at somebody out of view of the mirror. "You remember how Probe and Inquirer were a bit ticked off at some guests that they'd rescued? That strange ship called the Voyager? How Dr. Vincent magically donated some of his darker memories - from what he'd gleamed from his ghostly brother's magical thought reading caps - to that one demifox Solomon?"(re: 5873, 5874, 5875).

"How could I forget?" Alicia says, rolling her eyes. "Inquirer was beside herself!"

"Well, he complained that it would be perfect except for the fact that the blood samples he had taken of Solomon would be difficult to preserve as mundane ink - it kept clotting - and....." the dragon mage shrugs. "Well, they gave him a special fountain pen that held blood inside it instead of the usual substance....."

Well, it sure was better than just killing him.... Alicia thinks to herself.

"I DO trust he won't do anything quiet as stupid again," Alicia sighs. Not reading something on Terra was more than stupid, it could cost you your VERY much (rumors even said your soul could be in danger...).

"Actually, he's turning out to be quiet the apprentice," Sigin says. "And after a crash course in the basics, as my Love now likes to say....I think our young demi-fox will be fine."

"Good," the shefox nods. "On another note, how is that Alliance Camp of the Boot coming along.....Camp Underhill?"

"By all accounts, good!" Sigin says. "They say that the strange effects of that stretch of land out in the deep desert....caused by some Atlantian battle long ago.....is perfect. It speeds up time within to where only a week passes outside while the recruits experience something like six months within! And with six months of the training the Alliance gives...I hear....."

Nothing needed to be said about THAT.

"What about those three Manimal enclaves?" Sigin, Consort of Ethiopia and Harbor master of All of Ethiopia's remaining ships.

"When we were finally able - with the boats we could man - got to those island enclaves we'd contacted by Caradeen's and Manbear Synizn's magical efforts...." Alicia sighs. Between the excitement of trying to save the world from destruction and all, Alicia had hoped that this side event would have gone....better. She knew that the people that Fred had assigned to handle the task had done the best job they could do, but.....

With the apparent deaths of the other Enclave's dragon keepers, the Forsaken on those island enclaves had run amok, making the others Manimals lives.....hard. By the time the sailing ships sent out by an aghast Fred had reached them..... Well, let's just say that there wasn't a crowding problem as there had been on Katie's Smile. (re:1307). The survivors had been in such a disorganized mess that their was no talk about NOT accepting Fred as their new Packleader. At least now those unfortunates had a better life.....

"And what do you think about the Orcs?" Alicia sighs. Life wasn't always like a silly bard's tale...

"Right now....what Queen Astra told us leads me to believe that our old green friends are little more than a nuisance....surprisingly!" the Consort says in a befuddled voice. "Rifles and pistol bullets seem to not agree with them....."

1. "I just hope that nobody will be stupid enough to try to ally with them like they did a few hundred years ago!" Alicia sighs.

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