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Achievements! [Nov. 12th, 2004|12:06 am]
Captain Lajos Tantony
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We haved achieved dining tables! Long, narrow dining tables to stand along the wall and take the food at the housewarming and picture-hanging party on Octeday! In the end, Angua, Igor, Igorina and Raimon helped Beth and me. Thanks, everybody! And special thanks to her Ladyship, who inflicted the blasted infernal things on us lent us the tables. Once we had the metal crosses that stabilise the legs underneath the tabletop, it was almost really easy to assemble them.

Also, we have achieved domesticity and a really comfy kitchen. When I just came home from having my horses shoed for the winter, there were posters on the wall, held by an ingenious system of two narrow wooden battens clamped on at the top and bottom that one of my friends from Red Bear House had devised to hang their schedules and maps with. Posters of Beth's paintings, iconographed by Otto and printed by the Dwarves at the "Times" press. Around the kitchen table sat said friend, Dasha with her cubs, my sister Ilona with her son, Raimon, and Beth, who had made coffee for everybody, and were disjointedly discussing exceedingly bizarre topics. I just got myself a cup of coffee, looked from one to the other while they talked and seemed to make sense to each other, and was suddenly inanely happy content.

Angua and Otto came in later; apparently, there had been a message from Mikhail's and Sergei's new branch-off pack, demanding to be heard as well. Otto and Angua weren't quite decided yet whether Otto and Munya should in fact go to see them, and whether Angua should go with them. Angua seems to regard Otto as dangerously mad, in any case; but then, the Ankh-Morpork City Watch has a somewhat uneasy relationship with the "Times" and the other newspapers, anyway.

Everybody agreed that werewolves were not really to be trusted while there were, at the same time, two of them sitting at the table, having coffee, and agreeing while three more (admittedly young, and really two yennorks and a wolfman, and we know what wonderful creatures those can be, from Lupine) were playing tag on the kitchen floor with Palko, my sister's son. Or rather, Palko was trying to teach them, but they didn't quite get it yet. Ana broke a saucer, but it was only one from the bric-a-brac china with the little blue violets painted on my mother had given me as an afterthought, apparently glad to have it out of her attics.

Also, I have achieved freshly shoed horses with snow grips under the shoes which will keep the snow from packing in hard into the hoof, and somwhat bigger studs on the shoes themselves. The last few days, I was a bit careful where I went on my horses, because of all this snow. Also, Beth is considering whether he should have his own horse.
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[User Picture]From: _angua
2004-11-12 05:54 am (UTC)
Ana has a special knack for breaking things. This could be the outpouring of early genius, as Dasha all-but-insists, or it could merely be an inconvenience for all smashable objects within reach. Dasha tries to keep her daughter away from dishware, but is not always successful. Meanwhile Lady Margolotta is very patient. Thank the gods.

The goddamned bloody puzzles with sharp corners tables were... fun. They certainly got my mind off things. That is, until I received the supposed message from Mikhail and Sergei. I admit I've, er, not been very good at discussing the matter with Mr. Chriek. Because I find myself caring less than I'd like, and because I can tell Otto is thinking up ways to get me to give a interview on the blasted blasted werewolf war, which I've so far evaded.
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[User Picture]From: cpt_tantony
2004-11-12 08:23 am (UTC)
Well, it wasn't that the saucer was in any way valuable or precious. I just hope her Ladyship has put away all her things that are, and there must be many in her castle...

Do you think the branch-off pack truly wants to cause trouble here? Of course, there are enough wolves and werewolves in Überwald so there are no unoccupied territories available where they could go, but wouldn't it be more sensible to seek life far away from the original pack, anyway?
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[User Picture]From: _angua
2004-11-12 08:41 pm (UTC)
Well, the Bonkian valley is evidently considered prime property by most Uberwaldean werewolf clans, but it seems to me that Mikhail and Sergei are mainly trying to get revenge on the Baroness for sending them to their deaths. And they probably don't much like that most Clan members condemned their ideas. And good grief, when your own aunts and uncles, who kill and eat humans for sport, think your ideas are a bit too much, that's a definite warning sign.
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[User Picture]From: cpt_tantony
2004-11-12 08:55 pm (UTC)
The brancher pack has most likely been sighted: King Verence of Lancre mentions new werewolves turning up in his latest PC journal entry. These PC devices are very useful for keeping up with the less-than immediate neighbours.

At least they appear to be operating out of Lancre now. I can hardly ask the King to find out more about them (and my sort-of "opposite number" there, Shawn Ogg, used to have a PC but seems to have misplaced it), but his Majesty has kindly agreed to tell us when the pack leaves.
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[User Picture]From: _angua
2004-11-12 09:21 pm (UTC)
If the stories I've heard of Lancre Witches are true, the pack might as well stay there. It's a place where they'll have much worse repercussions for causing humans harm. Of course I don't know about the wolves in those parts, but they're usually better at dodging the werewolves, and the Howl keeps them informed.

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[User Picture]From: cpt_tantony
2004-11-12 09:34 pm (UTC)
Which is exactly why I suspect (and said so to his Majesty) that they are not going to stay there long. People will not üut up with them. People will not be afraid of them much. Even the little Princess apparently found them rather sad than scary. Werewolves do not really thrive in such an atmosphere of non-fear.

His Majesty will keep us informed when they move on.
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[User Picture]From: _angua
2004-11-13 08:23 pm (UTC)
Where they move on to could be a problem. Blasted blasted wolves need at least one pair of blasted silver axes to their necks.

"Sad" was never a term I'd thought to apply to my family, but I suppose it fits, in a way. They're a sad excuse for a Clan. You can see them vacillating between classical Uberwaldean lore and merely being foolish bloodthirsty beasts too blind to see the light of, hah, "Modern Times." No wonder they're bickering among themselves, they can't make head or tail of their direction.
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[User Picture]From: cpt_tantony
2004-11-13 09:12 pm (UTC)
If they go on making neither head nor tale for some more time, Beth might take the opportunity and make something from their tails.

Sorry, atrocious pun. I had too many tables fall on my toes today to still be entriely serious and sober.
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[User Picture]From: _angua
2004-11-15 02:31 am (UTC)
Hah! "Not entirely sober" indeed, but it was very good wine and those tables would drive lesser men to drinking. I don't blame you, I said it first.

And hey, despite bruised toes, I feel vaguely comforted by the knowledge that should an enemy ever try to take her Ladyship's attics by force, he will be driven back quite soundly by an army of attack-tables that fall upon you when you most expect them to stay standing.
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[User Picture]From: cpt_tantony
2004-11-15 06:52 am (UTC)
Yes, that's it; they're really weapons. Only then I don't understand why we were asked to deploy them...
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