It's been a busy few turns, this last half-cycle or so. Hacking away at the wall down in the bronze tunnels is hard labour, and frustrating too as no matter how many of us work on the thing it shows no sign of weakening. A few crystals have been dislodged as people work, and many, myself included, were cheered at the thought this was a sign that the wall was slowly giving way under our pickaxes. But no, it just remains as it apparently has been for an unknown time while the air around chills and darkens.
When not digging, I decided on a change of surroundings - though come to think of it there's not much difference between a dark dusty tunnel and dark dusty passages and sepulchres. The N'Rolav tombs always provide entertainment for a few marcs while I hunt the wretches. At the same time, of course, the wretches are hunting me!
I took a few marcs for a stroll around the RoK halls. It seems a long time since I had the chance to visit other than to fight off raids.
In between all this I've been tending to the flowers that recently bloomed just outside my own hall. While Ellyana rests I keep myself occupied watering the flowers, and pulling out any weeds that grow amongst them. Although I must admit I'm no great gardener. I use plants for my potions and poisons yes, but I don't always see the entire plant. So, in the hope I won't kill anything of use I've been replanting whatever I dig up in a corner of our own gardens. They may not be weeds, for all I know. And I recall long ago being told that there actually is no such thing as a weed - it's simply something growing where it's not wanted, and may have its own intrinsic worth. So all is kept alive and healthy for Ellyana to study at her leisure.