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Let someone else at it, sir. Long and short, RL first, Val comes second, and RL is currently attempting to stage a coup, so... Meh. >~<

I think this video fits the theme for this thread... https://www.linkedin.com/learning/alex-mcdowell-world-building-and-narrative/world-building-and-narrative

Soooo... I'm going to need to take a bit longer to reply, (Again!-Again!-Again!-Again!) 'cause fuck me, RL is a miserable needy unforgiving shite. Had a cable short and catch on fire, melting the side seat in the work van. Don't know how long that puts me out of flooring work, but that's half my rent in the dumpster fire I call "my life." I'll uhh... I'll come back tomorrow when I'm not a mental health meltdown waiting to happen and update y'all as I'm able. @supernal CHAOS!

Doing floor work this mornin'/afternoon so probably won't be getting anything done today, but I'm waiting for your feedback anyway, ya goof :P Depending on what that feedback looks like, I might be requesting another body to help fill the pages, but I'll let you know for sure.

Still thinking about the post for the Sturngraen... Between switching from the typical 9-5 of the dish job off to the contractually obilgated malarkey from my own personal business, I've also been trying to enjoy the birthday this last week (The 12th) and St. Paddy's day (Compared to most "Irish-Americans" I've actually been raised by a directly Irish household, so support of the holiday is dedicated to JUST Irish imports {A double shot of Jameson and a Guiness, for reference of those that know I'm "far more rambling than normal and know they're not all there"}] it's been a... Hectic time. So far, I'm off this Sunday so I'm planning to have something up that day (12ish PM MST to ... 3-4 AM MST).

As is the very epitome of my very Valucre experience, IRL has taken the brunt of my time this last week. Switching to full-time Freelance work has meant 90% of my day is advertising and writing up proposals for potential clients while always keeping small throw-away jobs on the backburner. Today and tomorrow I've got work completely unrelated to the Freelance stuff just to keep funds rolling in and myself out of the streets (At least for now!) All that said, I'm hoping to have some time after the job tomorrow to settle down and do something fun, like you know, roleplaying on my favourite forums and the like. @supernal If you find yourself with some free time, I'd love to pick your brain about Ponkapaog's lore article and the interaction of the Sturngraen with what I've read already! Toodles, lovelies!

@supernal Here's the start of the thread for the Sturngraen. As far as a ... Thing. A thing that's like a summary but meant to catch attention (I seemingly am out of words. Grand!) You could kindly put: A Stone-like species rises from the depths of Ponkapoag Lake near it's Southern Shore. Previously unknown to the Terran people, the Sturngraen claim fealty to nothing less than the power of the very stars, a core of which they say exists in each and every Sturngraen soul.

It’s a tale amongst my people that we once held mighty kingdoms amongst the stars, well before the age of Terran men. Memories common in every mind, a shared experience, we had it in our very souls that we were beings grander than any ruler yet to walk the ground above us... And yet, we could offer no proof to our non-terrestrial claims. So, silent we sank, deep beneath the tides, pondering when again we’d rise, our cries of passion, pagan and proud echoing in the very earth those above us worked and worshipped. Pebbles on the Ponkapoag shoreline trembled as heavy, angular beings rose from the Lake in-masse, a shambling horde of people not yet known rising from the depths of homes deep beneath ruins once thought to be empty, a time and place forgotten hiding the secrets of the Sturngraen, a species coming from amongst the stars. Waves stirred, broken by living history, giving birth to hundreds as the Sturngraen slowly and methodically organized into rank and file, the pounding of massive feet rending the sand and soil beneath them into finer grains and dust. Soon, the lake bore no more, and every body seemingly meant to be, lined into place, a sudden silence replacing the rumble of their movements, eyes locked into place and drawn to a solitary figure before them. A voice, sharp and gravelled, like stone scraping across glass, cracked across the silence, filling the void around each and every one. “Today, we rise to be known. To take what is ours. To once again rule over kingdoms outrivalled only by the grand and glorious universe. We are Sturngraen, the core of every star!” A roar of voices grew, shouts proving their passions strong and true, as rank and file system surged towards the trees, Sturngraen working quickly to establish a foothold along Ponkapoag Lake’s Southernmost shores. We didn’t know it then, but we were coming into the world at a time most tremulous. Our presence would soon be known, but it wouldn’t be for the reasons we had come to expect... Sometimes I wonder if I should’ve kept my silence... Maybe if I had, she’d still be with me.

If you have direct questions regarding Tazarek as a setting that may hold a benefit to others looking to take part in the area, feel free to leave them here. If you're wanting more to discuss potential threads within the area, that'd be better hashed out in PM. FINE CARLOS BE QUICK AT POSTING WHEN YOU WANT TO BE YOU BUTT! ~GRUMBLES~ Personal OCD aside (As that is the reason I prefer a PM vs chatting bit by bit here in the thread) Whatever you feel most comfortable doing, I'll work with you on it.

I appreciate the concern but am confident that I've got my plate loaded just enough to keep active without being overwhelmed. ~nods~ I'll get something out later tonight (8-11PM MST) or tomorrow morning (5-9AM MST)