07/03/2020

 ❏ After returning from Ratchet, Iko had been withdrawn and reserved, keeping mostly to her hut and rarely being present. However, after the flight to and from Korgig's Judgment, she seems to have gotten out of the funk. She began cleaning out her hut upon their return from the Judgment, and planting two massive snake-like skulls on pikes at the start of the short path to her home. After the Feast, she has now thrown herself entirely back into her work at the Roost. She can be seen with the adolescent wyverns teaching them basic maneuvers and getting them used to having saddles, armor, and riders-- using herself and whatever Gordrik, Huntha, or Snagg was nearby and on hand. Most notably and concerningly is the lack of Hinjen. Not even a whiff of his soulstone, nor the pouch she normally kept it in, can be seen on her person. Perhaps more dire than that, certain night owls of the tribe may have noticed the faint torchlight coming from the eyes of the massive kodo skull she makes her home in late late at night. Iko has not been known to keep late hours before. -Iko has handed off the schematics to Korgig for her harpoon! It comes complete with a few extra blueprints for variations on the trapping mechanism, and includes example pieces made by Retto himself to demonstrate how it could feasibly work on the tip of a spear.

❏ To Sanji, the past few weeks had been a whirlwind of events and excitement. From a newfound love and respect for fire (maybe less respect and more so a feeling of dominion), to a daring aerial battle to the death side by side with his comrades on the back of Yuna, finally culminating with the Feast of Change with Two contests he was exited to host and participate in! With the goal of seeing himself through a Hunt to join the tribe fully, he plans to work on his combat skills with a small blade, maybe work on being a stealthier fox as well. He'd never had to be a real combatant, nor has he ever had to practice stealth, so it should prove to be an interesting month or couple of months for him. He's asked for help from the reclusive Wal'ami, but first... After careful calculations and pristine measurements, only a shipwright could see without a measuring stick, He has come to the conclusion that Iko has won the throwing portion of his contest! He'll present her trophy to her after scrambling around the village, gathering everyone's opinions and descriptions of other's planes to tally up the final vote for the best looking plane overall!

❏ Texas has been keeping with Winona, but he's seeming to be less withdrawn than before. He's more anxious, now, sticking to nervously pacing around the village in his free time. Strangely, he's been seen waking up before the dawn-- and a regular laze-about like Texas would never be caught dead doing such a thing! He wanders off to find a quiet place to watch the sunrise on most every morning. The totems outside the hut he and Hotah share have been given a fresh coat of paint, though he has forgone his usual fruitless meditation within their circle. Instead, he watches over Winona while she communes with the elements and busies himself with idle chores-- making arrows and repairing spears, usually. -With Ustok's return, Texas has been needing to talk to him at some point, and desires to find him and speak to him the next moment the Holy Strider is free.

❏ Now that he was back in the village, Dursk had much on his mind after a talk with his friend, Koza. He was unsure about where his future and what paths he should go down. He knew what his job was and he was throwing himself into it. With his every waking moment, Dursk was helping where he could with the preparations, using his knowledge to help where he could. Whenever he’d give himself the chance, he would help Kireena with whatever she needed, but the orc filled all his time with work, and left little to no room for anything else.

❏ With much on her mind and much to do now that everyone was back in the village, Mahala kept to herself most of the time. She did her best to continue to help out wherever she was needed, especially when it came to Narv and the airship, but her other goal seemed to be narrowing a list of tasks down she had made for herself. With this thought in mind and little time to settle down, the Windwarrior left a decently sized package outside Towateke Hidecrafter’s hut. Inside, Narv would find a rather plain looking blanket that Mahala had made out of the heat-enchanted fabric she had gotten from Ruhanik. The blanket itself was rather boring to look at, but Mahala had done her best to add interesting stitching to make it at least endearing in her teacher’s eyes.

❏ Venzolo had been busy as production of the Metal sheets to be used in the construction of the skyship’s balloons began in earnest with the arrival of ore from Wal’ami’s group. Though on top of this his time had also been occupied with some other matters as well. After the accursed chicken had stolen Atuluki’s prayer beads Venzolo went to return them to her bombarding her with questions about shamanism. With his magic gone Venzolo has resolved to use shamanism and the power of the spirits and elementals to regain power. Using Atuluki’s answers as jumping off point Venzolo plans to begin tentatively trying to figure out his own connection to shamanism. He has also begun laying out materials and equipment on a spot on the western rise and seems to be scoping out a spot where he will build his new home.

❏ With the chieftain still away, any plans Doomwinter had for moving closer to or further away from tribe membership were going to have to wait. That said, she'd had a surprisingly good hunt with Nataka, and while a decent amount of what had been recovered from the hut was only good enough for trinkets for the ghoul's bag, getting the destruction out of her system paved the way for a smoother experience at the feast, and she'd found someone who didn't have quite as much distaste for her undead presence and methods. Perhaps it would be worth speaking to some of the other tribesfolk and villagers; she'd heard of one in particular with knowledge of runes, and that was a shared talking point and place to start if he could be found. ❏ After the Feast of Change, the tribe seems to fall back into the pattern of work with ease. Those who are not continuing work on the various projects that the Goblin has them slaving away over are preparing for two separate journeys.

❏ The first seems to be lead by Mahala and Elder Ruhanik. The two are gathering volunteers to travel to Stonetalon to intercept a party of refugee furbolg that have sent work to Kanatu seeing sanctuary, as well as meeting with the goblin mining operation that Venzolo heard about some time ago. While mithril is being procured thanks to the efforts of Wal’ami, Grymdel, Aja’it, and Doomwinter, other metals are needed including copper, tin, and most importantly in this case- silver.

❏ The second is a task given to Korgig as his first assignment as a Windwarrior by Narv. There have been increasing reports from Shadowprey of ships going missing when they should make port at their dock, or otherwise, ships washing up in pieces on their shores. With Koza, Iko, and Sanji sending their captured pirate ship by sea to Shadowprey for dismantling Nataka wants whatever trouble is on the coast to be taken care of to ensure the safety of the cargo. He’s also asked Venzolo to go with him as there might be highly useful items among the wreckage of the broken ships.An assessment of what should be brought back by the caravan of kodo would need to be done by him. 

07/09/2020

❏ Wal’ami and Aja’it has not spent much time in the village aside from small trips to collect things from her hut. The Raventusk was becoming more violent as of late, he had even taken to turning that violence toward Huntha, and the Darkspear when she intervened. He was moving closer to his primal form, and she knew this would happen. It didn’t make it any easier to accept, however. She would need to remove him from the area altogether, which made a trip to the Eastern Kingdoms even more appealing.

❏ Enyetof seems to have relaxed a bit around the crew the group is escorting. He seems to be spending most of his time around the groundlings to study the creatures, or speaking with the herbalists of the group. He still seems a bit uneasy around the gnolls, speaking to them only as needed. Something about what the trio said at Sun Rock Retreat has his mind wandering.

❏ Venzolo was happy to get out of the village for a while. It had been some time since he had really spent time in another settlement besides the skyrunner village. Once they had arrived in Shadowprey village he had inquired with the others about what was causing the shipwrecks but didn’t get much useful information. The group decided to rest up before they began to search for the cause of the disappearing ships. Venzolo spent most of that time shopping at the village and posting mail orders for some supplies to be shipped to the village. He also spent a lot of time asking around about any trolls that had knowledge of shamanism, spirits, voodoo and the like. He wasn’t too successful but continued his search of the shops to see if anyone was selling books on those or any related subjects but hadn’t had any success so far. Venzolo seems to have taken a keen interest in those subjects as of late and eagerly devours any information about them.

❏ With a goal in mind and still little information to go off of, Mahala and her group wind their way through the mountain paths of Stonetalon up to their destination in mind. On the way, Mahala spent most of her time with her own group, planning ahead for whatever it was that lie in wait for them there. When finally given the chance, she made sure to hand her wyvern’s replacement fangs over to Ruhanik for the elder to look over and see what could be done about their extra spicy properties.

❏ The Mag’har was his usual excitable self as he moved around Shadowprey village, asking residents about the sea and shipwrecks but also telling them how wonderful Draenor is when he found an ear willing to listen. Taking Atuluki’s advice he assigned the party to making sweeps from the air in hopes of seeing what was causing the shipwrecks. So far he had only caught a small encampment to the south which he assumed was a hunting party or merchants. The sea was just as violent now as when he first arrived in Shadowprey with no explanation other than the sea was mad and hungry. Though Venzolo’s theory that it is a water elemental made the most sense.

❏ Iko has traveled with the Stonetalon group and both she and Akee'Awak seem excited to be back. After the brief stay in Sun Rock, both fox and wyvern are eager to get on the move again and see this future-lumber mill to its completion. Hopefully then they could get on with the rest of the mission.

❏ Texas has remained behind in the village and is helping with the few bits of zeppelin construction he could. If anyone else needs assistance with odd jobs around the village, he's your bull.

❏ Having stayed behind in the village voluntarily, Koza set about delving into the work assigned to her as much as she could. She found the work to be more deserving of a peon, but she wasn't going to complain. It gave her something to do to move the zeppelin project forward when her other tasks were complete. What was different however is she has tried to spur Felgur into assisting, finding the injured male's reluctance to work dishonorable. Sitting around doesn't rebuild muscle or keep the spirit high. So she has taken to shouting orders at him and making him help her carry ore, both seem to be therapeutic. When not working, she could be seen researching what reading material Ruhanik had given her and spending time with Gordrik as the boy has become slightly troubled as of late. She has also seemed to have become accustomed to waking up early and watching the sunrise, watching the fading night intensely.

 ❏ It’s been 10 days since Kanatu was supposed to return to the village and there still hasn’t been any word or sign of when he might come home.

❏ With the village mostly empty again, and Wal’ami keeping a lid on her very dangerous companion, Narv and Nataka have overseen all of the elements dealing with the Zeppelin. Working with Jaeva, Koza, Teyshas, and all the others to continue the work while the others are away.

❏ The triplets seem to be spending a great deal of time together recently which is a bit odd considering their usually fragmented schedules. Whenever they are seen together tending to the wyverns or helping work or going about on their patrols, they are talking in low voices together and looking worried.

07/17/2020

❏ Kota would be taking her time to carefully consider her time in Stonetalon. This was supposed to be a quick stop before she moved on. But the furbolg, and now the Skyrunner had kept her interest in place. Unsure what to make of the harpy attacks, or what to say that their last attack had not even aroused a single harpy. Kota would be either hunting the woods, or preparing her kills

❏ Mahala’s inner turmoil grows as time passes for the group in Stonetalon. Meeting the Chieftain of the furbolg tribe was a difficult experience for the Druid as her usual calm way of speaking had little effect on the Chieftain, resorting to the use of a violent use of voice instead. Since then, the situation has only gotten worse, with a handful of the crew getting taken or dying in a battle against harpies and their rocs, and the remaining crew and the furbolgs wanting to run away. Convincing them to stay was hard, and convincing the others that her final decision was the right one was even harder. The journey to eradicate the harpies took a sharp turn when even more rocs appeared, even bigger than the last. Mahala made sure that she appeared calm to the rest of her group and the crewmen, but the reality was that she was full of fear and rage, anxious about their current situation.

❏ It was becoming more difficult for Doomwinter to stifle the old memories. She knew, or at least hoped, that they had value - perhaps in time her tactical expertise would be able to aid the tribe. But bringing those memories of her time with the Scourge to the surface meant unearthing the memories of just how she and others used that training, and who suffered for them having used it. Yet, her attempt to re-bury those memories had failed, anger rising as she watched one of her stronger links to a potential return to shu’halo culture sent away from the camp, leaving him and the furbolg vulnerable on their own, and the camp without a formidable ally. On the outside, it was mostly business as usual for the death knight; standing her post or otherwise awaiting orders. It was not her place to proactively speak up again. The frustration would twist inside, she knew, but also she knew soon enough she’d have an outlet for it in the form of harpy blood. In the interim, during a break between sentry assignments, she found a quiet place to continue practicing the runework she’d begun before embarking for Stonetalon. The dutiful ghoul-page was rarely far, taking a bit of time to mend the death knight’s armor and see to it her brushes were clean, though it would likely make at least one pass around the camp to try to locate Iko and see if she needed help tending the wyverns. Or help scouting; flying was fun, after all.

❏ The sea had been calmed and a Naga invasion had been repelled under his leadership. Yet there was no celebration to be had. During the attack he had been more focused on pushing the attack than the safety of those who accompanied him. Winona had been lost to the sea. His own opinions regarding the tauren aside, it was another name to add to the list of those he had failed. A list that was quickly growing. As he moved around Shadowprey village his limbs felt heavier as if they suddenly carried the weight of those who he had failed. He could leave the village in the dead of night, shirk those responsibilities which he believed would relieve that burden. There was no honor in that, as much as he desired to be rid of it. Instead, he would need to shoulder it and work with the others to find Winona. Though, he found it important to not elude to the struggle when dealing with the others. It was his burden to bear, he was very careful to keep those thoughts and feelings to himself. If the others discovered them it would be nothing less than putting his weakness on display. The Warsong are not weak.

❏ Iko has been collecting feathers from the harpies and roc corpses since the initial late night attack. The rocs in particular are butchered, any edible meat and useable parts being put to good use-- namely smoking the meat and salting the hides for when Mahala can get the chance to treat them properly. The injuries she received are healing, as are Akee'Awak's, and the pair are ever vigilant in waiting for the next chance to strike. She seems fidgety and eager to get this over with-- or perhaps it's something else entirely.

❏ Texas has been a bit of an antsy bastard ever since Winona left. His early mornings, however, are seemingly now a habit of his. He wakes to greet the dawn out in the Kodo Graveyard, and then spends the rest of his day helping with the zeppelin or performing odd jobs around the village. He even has started on a laundry-list of things Iko left for him to do in the Roost-- some of which seems to be focused on expanding the simple platform into a true "airport" and nesting ground.

❏ Venzolo had thought the trip to Shadowprey would be a nice little mini vacation but as is usually the case it seemed to be proving more work than he had hoped. Venzolo had been the one to discover that the thing sinking ships around shadowprey was a water elemental. Venzolo had thought that perhaps the art of shamanism was a way to once again wield deadly power as he had wielded magic before he was weakened. To that end when the group confronted the powerful water elemental Venzolo had tried to bargain with it and gain its favor so that he could harness the power of the elemental. However, things didn’t go so well on that front. The water elelmental seemed completely uninterested in Venzolo’s generous offer of good food and gold and even became enraged. If Atuluki hadn’t been there to calm it the situation might have very well developed into a battle. The encounter left Venzolo frustrated as it seemed the power of the elements would not be his ticket back to power. Venzolo now is reconsidering his options as to how he can become just as dangerous as he had been in the past. However, that quest must wait as Venzolo and the group must now turn there attention to rescuing winona who had been captured by Naga when they raided shadow prey. Venzolo was not looking forward to this rescue mission.

❏ Peon work. Koza hated peon work. Moving around charcoal and ore for an entire week was not what the orcess had in mind when she offered to stay behind at the village and see to the zeppelin's construction, but she did it diligently with only a fair few grumbles and snorts in response. After all, her sore arms and upper back only meant those muscles in particular were getting stronger, and Felgur seemed to be becoming quicker as well. She would need to find some way to incorporate that into her daily training. The pleasant aspects of her work were quickly overshadowed by the smog that began to build up and ash started to settle around the village. Now the orcess's morning ritual of watching the sunrise was tainted with ashen skies and the attempted hiding of Gordrik's horrific coughing in response to the air quality. For the first few days, she kept the boy strictly to working at the hut and helping her with it's expansion in her free time. But as the skies grew darker and the coughing worsening, Koza's frantic mind spun to try and figure out some sort of remedy. Deciding that a day or two spent flying out away from the village would be good for the both of them, the orcess pulled Gordrik aside and took off eastward on the back of Cloudjumper.

❏ The Holy Strider had his mission. A mission that he was now finding to be more and more difficult to follow through on. He had learned the truth from Ruhanik, an ugly truth he still did not wish to believe. But he had to. His once steady stride wobbled as he moved towards Ashenvale, overcome by years of what he believed to be the truth being challenged in a single instant. As he breached the edge of the forest, his stride evened out. He had decided on his path and he would follow it. No matter who or how much it hurt.

07/23/2020

❏ With tensions still high between the furbolgs, the tribe and the crew, Mahala has done her best not to step on anyone’s toes while she tries to push everyone through the situation as swiftly and safely as possible. Though whenever the distraught Druid gets the chance, she takes every second to shoot the Chieftain a glare, making sure he knows that she hasn’t forgotten what he has said to her, and that she’s determined to put him in his place... even if her nose still hurts from being pushed into the dirt.

❏ With the shipwrecking solved, the nagas defeated and the materials salvaged, Atuluki has been making sure the group has been kept on track for getting things done. As much as she enjoys Shadowprey village, she would like to get back to her tent back at the tribe's land. Every night this far, she has spent by the sea to talk with their newly allied elemental, Liquis. She seems keen on taking the elemental with her when they depart.

❏ The tribe healer has been efficient in assisting with the construction of the zeppelin. The ever growing layer of ash and smoke lingering over the village has been a concern of hers. They may need a shaman to fix that. Lately she has been starting up a small project of her own. At least, when time allows her to go out to accomplish this between patching up cuts, easing muscle pains and removing splinters from the hard working tribesmen. She seems to be stocking up on various types of dried mushrooms, a type of bean, and some spicy peppers.

❏ Another battle for which the lumber camp was underprepared had come and gone, and now there was pressure to take the battle to the enemy. Doomwinter was determined to use every tool available to gain useful intelligence about what was surely waiting, and if that meant raising the dismembered harpy matron from the dead, or even as undead, it was a step she was willing to take. While what was left of her heart simply wanted to lay waste to the enemy, she did her best to at least try to think of the missing crew and the tribe’s missing member. If nothing else, it helped justify the potentially horrid action that she was about to undertake. She stood tall at the edge of the firelight, shoulders square to the circle, ready to speak her piece in the argument that had already begun.

❏ Koza was less then pleased to return to the village from her short two day trip to find that the air quality only seemed to get worse as time went on, adding to the discomfort she seemed to be feeling as she settled back into her role around the village of peon work mixed with helping to arrange patrols and hunting parties. With Kanatu still gone, Koza has ordered Gordrik to remain in the hut and work on projects there in an attempt to reduce his exposure to the smoke and ash that only seemed to get thicker with each passing day. With Felgur's assistance, the other orc's strength steadily returning with the heavy labor, Koza was able to finish their share of the material hauling in enough time for her to assist in other areas. Any work to keep her mind off the Chieftain's and other's late returning was welcome in the orcess's eyes.

❏ Ustok had finally arrived in the forests of Ashenvale and had set himself upon his task. His motivations were kept close to his chest, sliding down the grassy slopes and weaving through the trees as he avoided the Horde settlements and the lingering demonic presence that lurked within the trees. With ears pressed roughly against his neck and jaw clenched tightly, Ustok came across the location that had been laid out on the map and glared downwards at it as his hand ground the particles of dirt between his fingers. Now he would need to head back towards the Skyrunner village, or disappear and let his 'kin' discover the bull's fate on their own. He had not yet decided, and his cold eyes gave little away.

❏ The Emberstride Chieftain was growing restless. He did not understand why they lingered around the camp, around the crew. He took his aggression out by hunting the small deer that still lingered around the campsite, dragging the kill back for his two warriors and the crew itself. He had begun to grow attached to them, in a way, especially the few he had snatched up the night of the second attack. Showing this affection by ripping strips off his own portion of meat to give to them, as if they were cubs. He did not miss the glares from Mahala, returning them with curling lips and snarls while he flexed his claws. He simply could not understand why one that assumed the form of the Bear Gods would rest on their laurels while those they were to protect and their own family were snatched and maimed. He saw it as weakness, and every time she shifted into that form his muscles tensed and his anger rose.

❏ Venzolo was ready to go back to the village now. Things seem to be going well as they stopped the water elemental from destroying ships, rescued Winona from the Naga, and have already got some valuable salvage from the shipwrecks. However, during the salvage operation Venzolo found a box of some construction supplies from which Korgig took a hammer for himself. Venzolo having found the box and its contents felt that it was his and saw Korgig taking the hammer as a theft. However, no one else saw it this way leaving Venzolo angry and feeling slighted. With Winona not showing much gratitude for being rescued, Atuluki not supporting him after he returned her pray beads to her, and Korgigs blatant disregard for what was his possession Venzolo is beginning to feel very unappreciated. He is almost certain that something must have gone wrong by now back at the village in construction of the skyship and does not look forward to dealing with that. Though one thing that has risen Venzolo’s spirits is that when they rescued Winona he found what looks to be a primitive book of voodoo written by the Pygmy people that inhabit many uncharted Islands throughout the seas and Uldum. Venzolo has been pouring over the book almost none stop since he found. It seems he has found a ot of interest in the voodoo practices of the Pygmy people that is described in the book.

❏ Iko has been missing since the previous attack, last spotted jumping on the back of a roc and declaring she's handling this "the easy way". Tolba, Kota'Vi's snake, and Akee'Awak have also mysteriously vanished alongside the fox and bird. Wherever they are, it's presumably not good.

❏ Texas has begun to sketch out designs for the Wyvern Roost according to Iko's recommendations before she left. The blueprints are rough, but certainly artistic and bold. In between laying this out, he's also been hard at work assisting in the construction of the zeppelin, operating bellows and whatever odd jobs they might need a strong pair of arms for. ❏ With Aja’it‘s condition deteriorating and the recent violence against Huntha, Wal’ami decided it best to remove him from the village. He still needed a final ritual completing before he could gain more control over the beast. She also had an unknown loa to meet in the jungle. She was glad she told Kanatu about the situation before he traveled to Hyjal. It would raise less questions when she, her mate, and her son left out of the village in the late hours of the night and headed for Ratchet. They could sail across the sea and back to the jungle to seek out the lands of the old Gurubashi Empire as she was instructed in her dreams.

❏ With this being the Mag’har’s first assignment, he should have been pleased with how things had been going. The group was able to calm an upset water elemental, repel a naga invasion, rescue Winona from those same naga, and even salvage some valuable materials and supplies for the Zeppelin. Unfortunately even through those victories, sleep still seemed to evade him. The visit of another Mag’har still gnawed at him, though he didn’t seem to elude to the last effects of that meeting. Instead, he found the best way to cope with it was to point out his new hammer to Venzolo at every opportunity. It was a good distraction, even if the goblin didn’t seem to be interested in speaking to him yet. He was confident that returning to the village would at least help to settle some of those thoughts plaguing him. There were more distractions there: the forge, the zeppelin, and the other members of the clan he hadn’t seen since traveling to Shadowprey.

❏ In the middle of the night there was a ear ringing BANG! and a sudden fire’s light out in the Kodo Graveyard. The alarm was at once sounded and the whole village roused as a mass of molten stone seemed to have landed just outside the village. The fire was too hot at first to approach and in that time many thought that it was a falling star or some kind of stray spell that landed the mass so close to their village. However as the fire cooled the tribesman would be able to see tiny fire elementals crawling over the molten chunk which was revealed to be the body or a hulking corehound. Very much unmoving but still flickering with fire. There’s a charred area of burned dirt and bones in a twenty five yard radius from the unmoving beast and the heat waves from it, along with the little fire elementals who are guarding the beast prevent anyone from getting close, for the moment anyway.

❏ Kanatu’s continued absence has many people worried. Nataka, Narv, Gruda, and the triplets can be heard speaking about it quietly. Though many in the village seem to think that their chieftain’s month long extended absence from the original month is nothing to worry about. The conflicting perspectives have prevented a scout from being sent out to look for him. This has the before mentioned individuals quiet, taciturn, and generally restless. Dasota in particular has been taking longer and longer ranges north on his patrols.

❏ Ruhanik’s long walk to Sunrock has been slow and dangerous. With the young furbolg eventually riding up on his shoulders most of the time, the elder and pregnant female slowing them to a crawl Ruhanik and Cass worked carefully together to keep up a patrol on the area. There have been many attacks and by the time they reach the valley on the other side of the mountain pass, the path to Sunrock looming above them, Ruhanik was weary and wounded. There were still many days to go before he and Cass could rest and still they were being followed. He was sure of it.

07/30/2020

 ❏ Kota has yet to seem quite comfortable in the tribes home yet despite the openess of most of the tribe. The worry of Koza over Tobra concerned her, and internally plans ways to get her over her obviously crippling fear of snakes. After the feast and the sudden appearance of yet another new face to her she began to feel anxious, overwhelmed by all the new faces. Deciding to get on with her mission that she'd been procrastinating and leaving the tribe for a time to speak with the cenarion druids about Mauradon.

❏ The Skyreaver, Aja’it, and Huntha had arrived in the jungles if Stranglethorn after finding transport on a ship sailing from Ratchet. There had not been much communication and she had been keeping Huntha on close watch with her mate’s mental stage rapidly degrading into a more animalistic one.

❏ The sounds of industry have increased in the village once again. With the Mag’har’s return from a successful task in Shadowprey he set to work on creating what was needed for the Zeppelin’s construction as well as a number of side projects he had taken on. Korgig didn’t seem to want to leave the forge with so much work to be done, Muuran had taken on the task of fetching meals and bringing them to be eaten during the late hours of the afternoon. Even with the smith’s sudden mood swings becoming worse, the apprentice continued to work diligently. Projects: Armor set: 10% complete Hammer: Drawings completed, work not started. Wyvern pup leg braces: Planning phase. Three foot chain braid: 20% complete.

❏ Enyetof is readjusting to being back in the village, picking up his projects where he left off. The cub he was entrusted with has grown somewhat, but is still small. He has tied bandages around the cubs rear legs to give them support until the braces can be finished. With Enyetof’s return to the village, the roots have resumed their work digging out the barrow den. Enyetof is often seen wandering the village, deep in thought.

❏ Over the passed few weeks Dursk had remained in the village, spending much of his time with Kireena, sorting through future business deals and helping her with her stores. When available, he would bug Venzolo for extra work, leaving his schedule cramped with little to no down time. This seemed to suit the orc rather well, as most of the people who remained in the village, save for Koza, he wasn’t particularly close to. Now that the village was back together once more, Chieftain and all, he seemed to have much on his mind once more.

❏ Back in the village once more, the Mahala still remained tense. She was eager to get the furbolgs out of the tribe’s hair, but was in no hurry to rush the situation, that with the birthing furbolg and all. She was relieved to have the Chieftain back home, but was wary about the stories he had to tell and how much the Chieftain had missed. Mahala didn’t seem to be in a good mood as she worked around the village, and she seemed eager to start work with Narv and to get her little dentistry plot with Korgig underway.

❏ Since returning home, Atuluki has spent a day remaining within her tent to socially recharge. She did not attend the feast, though it was difficult not to overhear the arrival of the chieftain. She has requested she speak to him once he finishes his immediate duties to his people, no doubt about the large silver cuffs she keeps strapped to her waist.

❏ Jaeva seemed to be eating less over the span of the month, especially after the corehound's arrival, causing her to lose a bit of weight. She was often looking lost in thought by her lonesome or while she worked. Though after the feast had nearly ended and Kanatu had returned, she looked to be more mentally at peace. Those closest to her might have noted the slight change in habits, though she denies it when confronted. The last thing she wanted was to be worried about while there was so much to do, or so many other individuals to care for medically. As for her tasks, Jaeva stopped by Koza's hut the morning after the feast to drop off a jar of Gordrik's medicinal cream. This batch was stronger than the last to help with breathing with the poor air quality.

❏ Iko, upon arriving back to the village and ensuring Kanatu isn't going to vanish in a puff of smoke, has begun the process of training the new cubs in earnest. She's keeping an eye on the littlest Highperch lass with the bad legs, helping Enyetof with ensuring she's getting the proper nutrients and care with her state. In the meantime, she's also been very busy at her hut. The two vultures that mill about her hut and sometimes act as messenger birds, Lenny and Laird, now have a new roommate, a massive roc egg that protrudes with knobby bumps and spikes. They seem to be handling it rather well, all things considered. Iko's Sethrakk skulls outside her hut have been joined by a new friend: the top half of a harpy skull. -Besides this, Iko has also been very busy outside her hut constructing something under the shadow of the kodo's massive ribcage. She's been trying to catch Koza in her off-hours for matters of great importance. -Iko has also been giving Kanatu time to rest up, insisting that her request to speak with him can wait until he's well again. But it seems like something very important is on her mind. -In between her wyvern training and trying to rustle up tribemates, she has been seen milling about the Forge, hoping to catch Korgig when he's not busy. -Lastly, she also desires to speak with Ruhanik and Nataka, and makes no secret of this fact. She's requested on separate occasions that they both let her know what time is good for her to come by and chat. Much like her request of Kanatu, she seems to believe it is a matter of great importance.

❏ Texas, after the corehound investigation and Kanatu's subsequent return, has been more... giddy? Nervous? It was hard to tell with him, as he paces on his watches and fidgets during his zeppelin construction shifts. He keeps his usual early-morning schedule. -He has been eager to speak to Kanatu, but has been respectfully giving him space until he is ready and well again.

❏ Koza has delved into her duties once again once everyone had returned to the village and settled in once more. After the feast she was approached by the ghoul and given a scroll with a black wax seal soon after the feast and the following morning found Gordrik in possession of some sort of cream that he claimed to be magic. The orcess herself seemed down, her words short and emotions shorter as she fell into her new role as Kiln watcher. At least this required more brainpower than hauling ore and aligned with her own interests. She knew she still had an obligation to speak to the Chieftain, and made that a personal goal of hers when he was free. She also had a little goblin to catch up with, to make a few things clear.

❏ The Holy Strider with blood on his hands had decided to take a longer route back, not wanting to lead any that may of been following him straight to tribe lands. He didn't know why. Perhaps he didn't want any harm to come to Ucheki. The little bantam was the only Skyrunner he cared about, or living that is. After feeling he had lost their trail, he made his way slowly back towards Desolace. To give his report and be done with this entire mess.

❏ Having returned from the mission, not too much changed for Doomwinter; in lieu of other instruction, she’d spent her time standing watch or patrolling. Something she continued after the feast after being asked to do so while awaiting further instructions from Kanatu. Not long after the feast, the ghoul showed up at Koza’s hut, holding a rolled scroll tied in a ribbon and sealed with black wax. It would hand said scroll off to Koza or Gordrik if they were about, or otherwise would leave it at or under the door.

❏ Venzolo was not happy that others kept throwing their rank around and was now completely determined that if he was going to live in this tribe, he was going to be one of the leading members of it. However, almost all his time was already occupied so that project might have to wait a little as much as he didn’t want it to. Most of his time each day was spent running around the village trying to make sure everything was running smoothly up to his standards when it came to zeppelin construction. Besides coordinating zeppelin construction Venzolo also finally put the finishing touches on the phlogiston collector he had been working on and the he had made his first batch of homemade phlogiston. The phlogiston collector would never produce enough to run the Zeppelin on its own but it did allow him to have some on hand to help with other phases of Construction and so they could at least begin to build up a stockpile of the stuff. Aside from these things that ate up most of his time Venzolo was always sure to set aside a few hours each day for his own private studies. Most of this time was spent studying the book he had gotten from the Naga chest when they rescued Winona. Venzolo seemed completely absorbed in studying it whenever he had a free moment.

❏ With Kanatu’s return to the village and spending a night, and even a good chunk of the morning resting, got back to the village and his people as soon as he could. He stopped by in every building, every hut and spoke with everyone. Making appointments to individually seek all those that wished to speak with him. He tried to settle some things in the moment they were brought up or as he saw them. His return, and the return of the others from their various ventures, put the whole village moving. There was hardly any downtime for anyone for the moment.

❏ Ruhanik spent the whole night and the following day in the main hall. The birth of the twins was a long and painful task that had been filled with complications. So much so that the Furbolg Chieftain actually made an attempt to take the elder’s head at one point. Ruhanik, still wounded from his stay in stonetalon and wery from the days of traveling worked through it though and eventually two young cubs were born. Healthy, squalling, and complete with little noses and cub claws. With his task finished he would moved from the meeting hall, bloody and tired. He gave the announcement and then went right to the Glade, apparently to make arrangements.