un: eudaimonikos; video

[eudaimonikos]

Hello, Trench! Boy, that's a fun name for a city, isn't it? Trrrrrrench. Sounds...about like what it is, I guess.

So! [He claps his hands together.] Who's here from Deerington? Man, it must've been at least a century since I saw you guys! How's it been? Oh - oh, and look! Eleanor made it too!

[He reaches off-screen to fling his arm around the neck of what, when he pulls it over in front of the camera, proves to be an enormous dappled grey Warg. Her teeth are huge. She's still wearing her enchanted leather war-armor, which really just makes the optics here worse.]

This is my dog, Eleanor! Also, I'm Michael, for all the new folks. I was in the nightmare city before this one, and then I went home for a little bit.

So - what's everyone up to? And what's with the new phones? Are we all using weird, smoky first-generation birds as phones now?

Comments

[eudaimonikos]

Seems like there's lots of empty houses around, if you wanna just pick one?

[Like, that tent business sounds like it sucks to him...]

[spiritwalks]

I know, you're right. We've just got so many good memories in that tent, you know?

[A wistful sigh.]

Family dinners. Tucking our kid in at night. Wrapping our wizard friend in a diaper...

[eudaimonikos]

Totally.

[?????]

Well, guess there's no reason you couldn't stay in it, unless the place gets attacked...just get a house and pitch it in the living room?

[spiritwalks]

Hmm. That's an idea.

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[...!!]

Wait, are you inviting us to camp out in your living room?

[......Vyng, no.]

[eudaimonikos]

..........I was talking about your own living room, but honestly the house has felt very empty.

[Amara is the only one who's gone, but she definitely counts for like three roommates.]

[spiritwalks]

Michael. Thank you. You're the best.

[There's genuine affection in Vyng's tone. He loves his squid bro, man!]

I'll ask Tuck about it. [His mouth twists into a rueful smile.] He's...pretty lonely, to be honest. I keep finding crumpled-up poems about Dark Souls and how we're all Bloodborne now.

[eudaimonikos]

Yikes, that's dark.

[Not that he knows what Bloodborne is, but crumpled-up amateur poetry? Dang.]

But sure, sure. It'd be nice to have company - new place and everything. [.....] Does the tent flap lock or something? Eleanor might try to get in there.

[spiritwalks]

Yeahhhh, that's what our life has been like since we got here.

[It's said quite matter-of-fact, because Vyng is well aware that most people brought plenty of unseen baggage to Trench.]

You think Eleanor would bother Francis or Slippers?

[eudaimonikos]

She wouldn't try to eat them or anything. She's pretty good about that - I think the orcs must have had to keep them away from livestock, or something.

[But you know, a lot of people and animals are bothered generally by a Warg in their space.]

[spiritwalks]

Francis and Slippers both have really good temperaments, so I'm not too worried there. As long as Eleanor isn't, like, you know...aggressively territorial toward other animals, then it should probably be fine.

[eudaimonikos]

Nah, not really. As long as they're not afraid of her, it should be alright, then.

[Hopefully! You know, they'll work it out.]

I'm up on...there's no street names here, but it's close to the docks. I've still got one of those big cactuses out front.

[spiritwalks]

Okay, yeah, that would work. Thanks for keeping your door open for us all the time, man. Tuck has been reluctant to leave the beach, but I'm sure it's a matter time before we'll need to move further inland.

[Vyng smiles when Michael mentions the cactus. He knows just the one!]

Alright. I'm sure I can find the place. I'll be right over, then.

[eudaimonikos]

Sure, of course! I'll leave the front door open, just drop by whenever.

[It's fine; if anyone unfriendly tries to come in, he's pretty sure his hat will eat them.]

[spiritwalks]

Sounds great. See you soon!