Friday

So President Trump was inaugurated. Que sera, sera. Did a grocery run and grabbed some take-out for dinner.

Ivana (my carpenter) got a bunch of factioning with Clan Grobb done--Zubzub sent me out to collect the ingredients for a plate of spiced rats, and cook it. I'd comment about troll tastes in grub, but Ivana is a Sarnak (large dragon-lizard person), so she thinks it's delish. The Tuptans have a more important problem for their faction quests: termites are eating the giant tree their village is built on. We're seeking some pest control. More to come on that tomorrow.

After last night's re-read, I'm convinced "Spearmaker" is off to a good start. Now I just need to figure out where to go next with the story, which I think is the reason I just stopped before--no idea what to write next. Grrr-Arrgh.

I think I'll play some Stardew Valley before bed.