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2023.06.08 20:42 steamerstan Do any of you use ultra short throw projectors for home use? If so, what are your favorites?
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2023.06.08 20:42 HumanSweatpants Master Log!
The master log of Welcome Home had a huge update recently!
It's been made more new-fan-friendly and more digestible to read! Plus, each image with text has had the text written beneath it for less-than-clear images!
Might help to curb your Welcome Home Cravings until the site is back /silly!!
Link To The Master Log Here!!
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It's been made more new-fan-friendly and more digestible to read! Plus, each image with text has had the text written beneath it for less-than-clear images!
Might help to curb your Welcome Home Cravings until the site is back /silly!!
Link To The Master Log Here!!
2023.06.08 20:42 Miserable_Win_1003 Looking to Rehome Collection Boxes
Hello Nail Polish lovers!! I have a few of the Holo Taco collection boxes that I'm hoping to find a home for. I'm downsizing my home and my life and I just don't have the space anymore. They're so beautiful so I don't want to throw them away, wondering if anyone in this sub is looking for any of the collection boxes or anyone has had success will selling / giving away boxes they no long want?
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2023.06.08 20:42 thisisforyousirmadam Unlawful search
Is there a way to report an unlawful search?
Last night I tried to sleep in an empty lot(made a beach trip, too tired to drive back home). Cops asked if they could search the back of my pickup-bed, I said no at first. But he mentioned my expired plates and how he could have me towed, so with my arm twisted, I said ok. But before he started, I asked for clarification. The back where I was sleeping? He says yes.
I watch him get in the back, BUT his partner opens my passenger door and starts going through the front of my truck. I never agreed to the front... after being man-handled and being a target of their aggression, I'm pissed and unhappy. Of course, they found nothing. Now I want to report them but I'm kicking myself because I never got their badges or names. I didn't even look at their cars to see what area they pertain to... ugh. Though If I saw them, I'd know who they are.
I've been going through online directories to find them but no luck so far... if I do find them, is there a report I can make? 1 of them may have been a sheriff, so I wonder if this grants him more leeway. But anyway, I appreciate any help from you all. I'm thankful my night didn't end worse, because maybe it easily could have been worse... Thanks for reading.
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Last night I tried to sleep in an empty lot(made a beach trip, too tired to drive back home). Cops asked if they could search the back of my pickup-bed, I said no at first. But he mentioned my expired plates and how he could have me towed, so with my arm twisted, I said ok. But before he started, I asked for clarification. The back where I was sleeping? He says yes.
I watch him get in the back, BUT his partner opens my passenger door and starts going through the front of my truck. I never agreed to the front... after being man-handled and being a target of their aggression, I'm pissed and unhappy. Of course, they found nothing. Now I want to report them but I'm kicking myself because I never got their badges or names. I didn't even look at their cars to see what area they pertain to... ugh. Though If I saw them, I'd know who they are.
I've been going through online directories to find them but no luck so far... if I do find them, is there a report I can make? 1 of them may have been a sheriff, so I wonder if this grants him more leeway. But anyway, I appreciate any help from you all. I'm thankful my night didn't end worse, because maybe it easily could have been worse... Thanks for reading.
2023.06.08 20:42 nussbomb [WTS] Top Notch Decants -- Creed, Louis Vuitton, Tom Ford, Roja, MFK and MORE -NUSS- (Decant)
Welcome to my Decant Shop, I really enjoy what I do!
QUICK PSA: Hey guys, I'm not sure what's going on with my messages but they don't seem to be loading correctly. I'm constantly having to uninstall and reinstall the app. So if you have an outstanding order with me and it's been longer than normal and I have not shipped it, LET ME KNOW. Alot of my messages are getting deleted.
Haven't posted the list in 20 DAYS so here we go!
SEVERAL NEW ADDITIONS THIS WEEK
New Frags/Restocks This Week:
15 mL - $43
30 mL - $72
50 mL - $109
15 mL - $38
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $99
60 mL - $132
15 mL - $46
30 mL - $85
15 mL - $42
30 mL - $75
50 mL - $115
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $89
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $109
100 mL - $199
15 mL - $35
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $105
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $74
50 mL - $115
10 mL - $29 (+3$ ea for 3 for 64)
15 mL - $41
30 mL - $74
30 mL - $115
15 mL - $44
30 mL - $85
50 mL - $125
15 mL - $52
30 mL - $104
50 mL - $175
15 mL - $35
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $99
15 mL - $25
30 mL - $39
15 mL - $30
30 mL - $55
15 mL - $34
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $72
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $99
60 mL - $118
100 mL - $165
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $109
60 mL - $134
15 mL - $45
30 mL - $91
50 mL - $129
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $95
50 mL - $145
15 mL - $51
30 mL - $108
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $75
50 mL - $119
15 mL - $46
30 mL - $92
50 mL - $145
15 mL - $53
30 mL - $106
50 mL - $179
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $76
50 mL - $125
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $69
15 mL - $46
15 mL - $38
30 mL - $76
50 mL - $119
15 mL - $43
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $66
50 mL - $99
15 mL - $49
15 mL - $55
10s of each for $65
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $93
15 mL - $37
30 mL - $69
- 3 x 10 mL for $85
15 mL - $45
30 mL - $85
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $95
15 mL - $55
30 mL - $108
\Add $3 if purchased by self. No charge if added on to order.*
CARDED SAMPLES
Decant Add-Ons
15 mL - $22
30 mL - $43
15 mL - $26
30 mL - $48
15 mL - $31
30 mL - $59
15 mL - $38
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QUICK PSA: Hey guys, I'm not sure what's going on with my messages but they don't seem to be loading correctly. I'm constantly having to uninstall and reinstall the app. So if you have an outstanding order with me and it's been longer than normal and I have not shipped it, LET ME KNOW. Alot of my messages are getting deleted.
Haven't posted the list in 20 DAYS so here we go!
SEVERAL NEW ADDITIONS THIS WEEK
New Frags/Restocks This Week:
- Nishane
- Wulong Cha
- Fan Your Flames
- Tom Ford
- Oud Wood Returns
- Tobacco Vanille Returns
- Parfums De Marly
- OAJAN Back in Stock!
- Delina La Rose
- Delina Exclusif
- Maison Francis Kurkdjian
- Gentle Fluidity Silver Back in Stock!
- By Kilian
- Lots of different Kilians
- Add-Ons
- Lots Of Carded Samples added
- Whatever else I can’t remember.
- Shipping
- First-Class shipping in the States is free for all purchases. You can upgrade your package to USPS Priority/UPS Ground for $5. There are further tiers of expedited shipping just ask and i will quote you.
- International Shipping: I am happy to ship anywhere in the world as long as you cover the cost of the extra shipping as well as take responsibility for the package.
- Shipping to CAN starts at $10 and goes up with the weight of the package.
- Choose 3 x 10 mL decants from TF, PDM and Creed for $64.
- I DO NOT accept Paypal G&S as a form of payment EVER. If this worries you feel free to read any of the 200+ verified sales reviews I have.
- a "Mag Cap" is a 50 ML Magnetic Capped decant that comes with a case. An example can be seen in the imgur album.
- Feel free to upgrade your 50 mL Purchase to a Mag Cap For $5.
- If you have ANY questions feel free to shoot me a message I will be happy to answer them all!
- ETA on "Restocking" frags is typically 5 days or less!
Parfums De Marly
- Pegasus Exclusif
- Akaster
- Oajan
- Carlisle
- Nisean
- Habdan
- Layton Exclusif
- Hamdani
- Kuhuyan
15 mL - $43
30 mL - $72
50 mL - $109
- Herod
- Godolphin
- Kalan
- Galloway
- Byerly
- Pegasus
- Layton
- Percival
- Greenley
- Sedley
- Ispazon
- Darley
- Shagya
- Lippizan
15 mL - $38
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $99
60 mL - $132
- Oriana
- Delina
- Delina La Rose (new)
- Delina Exclusif
15 mL - $46
30 mL - $85
- Haltane (Harrods Exclusive)
15 mL - $42
30 mL - $75
50 mL - $115
Initio
- Paragon
- Oud For Greatness
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $89
CREED
Aventus(F000338, F000463)Out- Aventus Cologne (21T01)
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $109
100 mL - $199
- Royal Water
- Tabarome Millesime (out)
- Love In White
- Milliseme Imperial
- Erolfa
- Virgin Island Water
- Royal Mayfair (out)
- Himalaya
- Royal Mayfair
- Silver Mountain Water
- Bois Du Portugal
- Original Vetiver
- Original Santal (out)
- Green Irish Tweed
- Aventus For Her
15 mL - $35
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $105
- Viking EDP
- Royal Princess Oud
- Royal Oud
Viking Cologne
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $74
50 mL - $115
Older Creeds / Vintage
- Original Vetiver (09Y03)
- Viking (17W01)
- Royal Princess Oud (16B01)
10 mL - $29 (+3$ ea for 3 for 64)
15 mL - $41
30 mL - $74
30 mL - $115
Louis Vuitton
Afternoon Swim(Out)- Orage
- Nouveau Monde
- Spell On You
- Meteore
- L'mmensite
Imagination(Out)- ATTRAPE-RÊVES
15 mL - $44
30 mL - $85
50 mL - $125
- Ombre Nomade
15 mL - $52
30 mL - $104
50 mL - $175
NISHANE
- Hacivat
- Ani
- Wulong Cha
- Fan Your Flames
15 mL - $35
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $99
Mancera
- Cedrat Boise Intense new
15 mL - $25
30 mL - $39
FRAGRANCE ONE (Jeremy)
- Office For Men
15 mL - $30
30 mL - $55
- Unisex For Everyone
- Day For Her
- Date For Men
15 mL - $34
- Black Tie For Men new
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $72
TOM FORD
- Jasmine Rouge
- Metallique
- Mandarino Di Amalfi 2014
- Velvet Orchid
- Sole Di Positano
- Soleil Neige
- Fougere Platine
- Black Orchid
- Grey Vetiver
- Costa Azzurra (Private Blend)
- Rive D'Ambre
- Oud Fleur
- Noir De Noir
- Beau De Jour (Private Blend) (Out)
- Ombre Leather
- Fougere D'argent
- Champaca Absolute
- Patchouli Absolu
- Venetian Bergamote
- Vanille Fatale
- Oud Minerale (NEW)
- Neroli Portofino
- Santal Blush 2015 (A35)
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $99
60 mL - $118
100 mL - $165
- White Patchouli
- Arabian Wood NEW
- Black Orchid Parfum
- Costa Azzurra Parfum new
- Lavender Extreme
- Tuscan Leather
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $109
60 mL - $134
- Oud Wood Intense
- Tobacco Vanille
- Oud Wood
- Noir Extreme Parfum (NEW)
- Tubereuse Nue
- Tuscan Leather Intense
- 2016 Tuscan Leather (B46)
- Tobacco Oud
15 mL - $45
30 mL - $91
50 mL - $129
- Fuckin Fabulous (Low Stock)
- London (NEW)
- Ombre Leather 16
- Vintage Tobacco Oud (2014)
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $95
50 mL - $145
- Lost Cherry (out)
15 mL - $51
30 mL - $108
- Plum Japonaise (AC5)
Maison Francis Khurkdjian
- Grand Soir (Back in stock!)
- A La Rose
- Aqua Universalis Cologne Forte
- Aqua Vite Cologne Forte
- Aqua Celestia Cologne Forte
- Amyris Femme
- Amyris Homme
- Gentle Fluidity Gold
- Gentle Fluidity Silver
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $75
50 mL - $119
- Baccarat Rouge 540 EDP
- Cologne Pour Le Soir
- Oud
- 724 (New Release)
15 mL - $46
30 mL - $92
50 mL - $145
- Baccarat Rouge 540 Extrait
15 mL - $53
30 mL - $106
50 mL - $179
Yves Saint Laurent
- Tuxedo (Back in Stock)
- Lavalliere new
- Caban new
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $76
50 mL - $125
Roja DOVE
*Vetiver PC GIMMECHEAP Temporarily- Vetiver PC
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $69
- Elysium PC
- Scandal PC
- Danger PC
- Enigma PC
15 mL - $46
XERJOFF
Naxos
15 mL - $38
30 mL - $76
50 mL - $119
DIOR
- Sauvage Elixir Back in Stock!
15 mL - $43
- Dior Privee Line -
- Tobacolor
- Patchouli Imperial
- Gris Dior
- Spice Blend
- Bois D'Argent
- Vanilla Diorama
- Ambre Nuit (Back in Stock)
- Purple Oud
- Eden-Roc
- Fève Délicieuse
- Oud Isaphan
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $66
50 mL - $99
Taeur
- L'air Du Desert Marocain (LDDM)
15 mL - $49
- Au Coeur Du Desert (Extrait)
15 mL - $55
Royal Crown
10s of each for $65
- Rain
- Sultan OUT
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $93
Amouge
- Interlude Man
15 mL - $37
30 mL - $69
By Kilian
- 3 x 10 mL for $85
- Bamboo Harmony
- Vodka On The Rocks
- Voulez-Vous Coucher Avec Moi
- Forbidden Games
- A Kiss From A Rose
- Liaisons Dangereuses
- Dark Lord
15 mL - $45
30 mL - $85
- Pearl Oud
- Rose Oud
- Good Girl Gone Bad
- Musk Oud
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $95
- Amber Oud
15 mL - $55
30 mL - $108
Assorted Designers / Add Ons
\Add $3 if purchased by self. No charge if added on to order.*
CARDED SAMPLES
- KILIAN Good Girl Gone Bad ($7.50)
- KILIAN Vodka On The Rocks
- KILIAN Straight To Heaven ($7.50)
- PDM Greenley
- DIOR Miss Dior EDP
- MANCERA Aoud Lemon Mint
- MANCERA Red Tobacco
- MANCERA Holidays
- MANCERA Hindu Kush
- MONTALE Intense Cafe
- MONTALE Starry Nights
Decant Add-Ons
- Sauvage EDT
- Sauvage EDP
- Eros EDP
- Acqua Di Gio Profondo
- La Nuit De L'Homme
- Spice Bomb
- Spice Bomb Nightvision EDT
- Spicebomb Infrared
- Spicebomb Extreme
- One Million Elixir
15 mL - $22
30 mL - $43
- Sauvage Parfum (30 mL/$35 Shipped)
- Bleu De Chanel
- Bleu De Chanel EDP new
- COCO EDP new
- YSL Y EDP
- YSL Y Le Parfum
15 mL - $26
30 mL - $48
- Bleu De Chanel Parfum
15 mL - $31
30 mL - $59
- La Nuit De L'homme (Bleu Electrique)
15 mL - $38
2023.06.08 20:42 TheQuaintGentleman 29 [M4F] Nashville/TN Shall we get you taken care of on this lovely day?
Hey! Picture this: 6 feet tall, green hazel eyes, brunette bartender, heading home with nobody to share that final glass with. Care to help me fix that problem? I’m looking for a fine lady friend i can unwind with at the end of a long day. And if we click, I’m happy to serve in more ways than one. Whatever your drink is, I’m down to make it. Maybe you’re looking for somebody to game with you? I’ll bring a controller. Wanna be tossed around the bedroom? The arms aren’t just for nothing.
I’m 6 feet tall and in good physical shape. More than happy to verify if you want to check that for yourself! Fully vaccinated and DnD free. Looking for some fun and easy company.
Look forward to hearing from you!
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I’m 6 feet tall and in good physical shape. More than happy to verify if you want to check that for yourself! Fully vaccinated and DnD free. Looking for some fun and easy company.
Look forward to hearing from you!
2023.06.08 20:41 truth_seeker2000 Wayman Mitchell/Rob Scribner influences Light house church.Church is a cult going under the radar.
 | Rob Scribner of Lighthouse church follows cult leader Wayman Mitchell.He has been lying to its members about being in a cult for years.This church is affiliated with The Door,Potters House and Victory Chapel and has 5 locations.This church and the pastor has covered up molestation of children,married off young girls,manipulated its members,stole money and houses from its members,threatened and shunned ex members and forced girls to marry.This thread will hopefully help members realize what they are apart of and get out. submitted by truth_seeker2000 to cults [link] [comments] https://uncovertheliesinsantamonica.blogspot.com/2010/03/warning-false-teacher-coming-to-santa.html?m=1&fbclid=IwAR3P3CYExCac-N8s54HDL-wulHGnIlS5xtMbROD6iPSq3bUGweqhN2GkGys&mibextid=Zxz2cZ Be aware that in addition to the Potters House,The Door churches and Victory Chapel that all the Lighthouse churches in California are affiliated with CFM.The pastors follow Wayman Mitchell and there have been reports of sexual molestation in the churches that were covered up by the pastor.Mind control,fear tactics including leaving witchcraft statues to scare ex members,selling shady deed contracts to members and taking homes away from members who leave the church,financial abuse and a host of other illegal activity.Head Pastor Rob Scribner sends his members to the Potters house and the door and Wayman Mitchell crusades.He took over the foursquare church kicked out 300 church members in Santa Monica and has kept the title Lighthouse Church under the foursquare title while really being a a CFM pastor and is in submission to Harold Warner & Wayman Mitchell.He has expanded to over 5 locations including schools while lying to his congregation for years.Beware of this man. Locations are as follows Adelonto CA, Apple Valley CA,Santa Monica CA, Victorville CA, Hesperia CA |
2023.06.08 20:41 Mad-Mandrake Broke up with boyfriend. Questioning if I have bpd
I haven't been diagnosed with BPD, but after this breakup I feel highly suspected that I have it after doing a lot of research and self reflection. Or at least cptsd, irdk.
(tw////// gore/animal injury warning)
Either way, as a vent, this has been one of the worst months ever for me. Within this month, my 2 y/o puppy was spayed, after 5 days, had a complication where a small portion of her intestine fell out (it would've all came out if we hadn't quickly bandaged it and took her to the emergency vet), and during her second recovery time, I had spent the entire night every day watching her breath so my mother wouldn't have to do it all on her own, as well as helping out during the day time. During this month, I also had the stress of having my own surgery which is coming up in a week to remove my gallbladder, and basically change my digestive life forever, so during the time before the surgery, I've been in chronic pain (which is why it needs out) During the time of watching my puppy, I neglected my relationship (for context, we've been together for 2.5 years and have lived together the entire time. We're both art college students age 20, but we were always very great at commicating and had a bond, except during long due to our own traumas, texting was harder and we'd struggle communicating more) (right now he's 5 hours away bc we're home during college break and live in differeng states) and basically, we hadn't been able to call or text this entire time bc of our conflicting schedules.
Well, we got into a fight through text last week. The next day, we still fought a little but he refused to call. In his friends gc I'm in, I said something not related at all which was heavily taken the wrong way. One of his friends sent a message accusing me of something awful. Immediately, I was panicking and made an impulsive decision. After freaking out to him through text and the lack of feeling like he cared, I told my boyfriend impulsively how I couldn't handle the relationship and its over etc etc (something I truly regret)
He responded, "okay 👍", and that was that. Que all my frantic texts and apologies once I realized what I did, he refused to want to call to talk about it. Mind you, this entire talk had been through text. I wanted to call to communicate. Im soneone who highly values talking things through amd hearing his feelings. He said he didn't want to talk and would let me know when he could, bc he said he was hurting too and needed space. I respected that, no no more texting, no attempts at calls. Que a whole 7 days go by of me just panicking, in emotional pain every day, waiting for him, reflecting, learning about myself, wauting to have this call where i tell him all that i learned, what i feel bad about, what his feelings are, how i want to turn a new leaf, etc. During the time, I was under the impression that before we were going to 100% end things, we'd call about it first. But nope, during that whole week, while I was waiting, checking my phone every 2 seconds, he was moving on. He was completely moved on by the time I contacted him again. He wpuld send messages like "stop worrying so much" why wouldnt i be worrying?? We never got to call and its ending so soon! Im missing my best friend and am just now hearing that ill be losing you, while this entire time youve been moving on and putting up an emotional wall!someone who had truly loved me and showed actual genuine care is suddenly texting in a tone of indifference, hatred, etc. And we still hadn't called about it. We're going to do the call today, actually, but, after i prodded and took a risk abd asked him what type of comvo was it/whether he was interested in seeinh where things went instead of already 100% deciding before we talked, he made it clear that there was no chance of a resolution in terms of getting back together, he wants to just continue a friendship. And all in that time he's texting "don't get too worked up over it :)" as if saying "I'm fine. I've moved on. Oh? You didn't know that's what I was doing? I assumed you were coping too, even tho I told you we could call first" If I had known that's what the conversation was going to be, I wouldn't have waited, been in emotional pain, dwelling in hope, checking your Twitter every second. If he had told me upfront what was happening, I could have moved on too. I just feel bitter and angry. It feels cruel that he let me dwell in my loneliness and hope while he avoided feeling anything at all by packing his schedule full every day from 9am-3am with friends. It feels like it was intentionally meant to hurt me.
I am really hurt, during this month alone, my puppy had a terrifying surgical complication, I didn't sleep or eat, I have a surgery scheduled in 5 days, my parents have been fighting, my boyfriend, who we both mutually loved each other, ended things on a dime without calling first or wanting to put in any effort to resolve things, I found out I probably have BPD (reflections based on past interactions and how I've been the entire relationship. Which at this point, now that I know what's wrong with me, I really wanted to make an effort to change/get therapy and have healthier relationships with ppl and to share this news with him to tell him i know how ive been acting and now will make efforts to be a new healthier person now that i can identify my feelings/actions/episodes), I lost my best friend (my boyfriend), litterally also lost all of his friends, which I was friends with too, who have ghosted me, he's ghosted me, my room is in shambles bc I was in the middle of reorganizing everything, I've just been so lonely feeling trapped in a house without a car (my sister has it right now) and no friends, the person I would talk to about everything being gone. I just feel awful, I wish I had known about bpd earlier so i could heal. I wish I hadn't put all my stakes on my ex boyfriend in terms of thinking it'd last forever and not making my own friend group apart from his. And now, all I have to look forward to is instead of rooming with him during college next semester, I have to room with a complete stranger, all alone and with no friends.
This is just a truly miserable experience. I'm booking therapy now and am going to see what I'm diagnosed with. But, either way this is a time I can work on myself now and try to live for myself and not others. Time to start my career, heal from my mental health issues, heal from physical health issues, create my own friend group, and get some independence.
Thanks for reading this far and sorry for the rant/vent, this time just f'n sucks man! I'm surprised I'm as coping as I am without falling into one of my weird severe depersonalization episodes.
submitted by Mad-Mandrake to BPD [link] [comments]
(tw////// gore/animal injury warning)
Either way, as a vent, this has been one of the worst months ever for me. Within this month, my 2 y/o puppy was spayed, after 5 days, had a complication where a small portion of her intestine fell out (it would've all came out if we hadn't quickly bandaged it and took her to the emergency vet), and during her second recovery time, I had spent the entire night every day watching her breath so my mother wouldn't have to do it all on her own, as well as helping out during the day time. During this month, I also had the stress of having my own surgery which is coming up in a week to remove my gallbladder, and basically change my digestive life forever, so during the time before the surgery, I've been in chronic pain (which is why it needs out) During the time of watching my puppy, I neglected my relationship (for context, we've been together for 2.5 years and have lived together the entire time. We're both art college students age 20, but we were always very great at commicating and had a bond, except during long due to our own traumas, texting was harder and we'd struggle communicating more) (right now he's 5 hours away bc we're home during college break and live in differeng states) and basically, we hadn't been able to call or text this entire time bc of our conflicting schedules.
Well, we got into a fight through text last week. The next day, we still fought a little but he refused to call. In his friends gc I'm in, I said something not related at all which was heavily taken the wrong way. One of his friends sent a message accusing me of something awful. Immediately, I was panicking and made an impulsive decision. After freaking out to him through text and the lack of feeling like he cared, I told my boyfriend impulsively how I couldn't handle the relationship and its over etc etc (something I truly regret)
He responded, "okay 👍", and that was that. Que all my frantic texts and apologies once I realized what I did, he refused to want to call to talk about it. Mind you, this entire talk had been through text. I wanted to call to communicate. Im soneone who highly values talking things through amd hearing his feelings. He said he didn't want to talk and would let me know when he could, bc he said he was hurting too and needed space. I respected that, no no more texting, no attempts at calls. Que a whole 7 days go by of me just panicking, in emotional pain every day, waiting for him, reflecting, learning about myself, wauting to have this call where i tell him all that i learned, what i feel bad about, what his feelings are, how i want to turn a new leaf, etc. During the time, I was under the impression that before we were going to 100% end things, we'd call about it first. But nope, during that whole week, while I was waiting, checking my phone every 2 seconds, he was moving on. He was completely moved on by the time I contacted him again. He wpuld send messages like "stop worrying so much" why wouldnt i be worrying?? We never got to call and its ending so soon! Im missing my best friend and am just now hearing that ill be losing you, while this entire time youve been moving on and putting up an emotional wall!someone who had truly loved me and showed actual genuine care is suddenly texting in a tone of indifference, hatred, etc. And we still hadn't called about it. We're going to do the call today, actually, but, after i prodded and took a risk abd asked him what type of comvo was it/whether he was interested in seeinh where things went instead of already 100% deciding before we talked, he made it clear that there was no chance of a resolution in terms of getting back together, he wants to just continue a friendship. And all in that time he's texting "don't get too worked up over it :)" as if saying "I'm fine. I've moved on. Oh? You didn't know that's what I was doing? I assumed you were coping too, even tho I told you we could call first" If I had known that's what the conversation was going to be, I wouldn't have waited, been in emotional pain, dwelling in hope, checking your Twitter every second. If he had told me upfront what was happening, I could have moved on too. I just feel bitter and angry. It feels cruel that he let me dwell in my loneliness and hope while he avoided feeling anything at all by packing his schedule full every day from 9am-3am with friends. It feels like it was intentionally meant to hurt me.
I am really hurt, during this month alone, my puppy had a terrifying surgical complication, I didn't sleep or eat, I have a surgery scheduled in 5 days, my parents have been fighting, my boyfriend, who we both mutually loved each other, ended things on a dime without calling first or wanting to put in any effort to resolve things, I found out I probably have BPD (reflections based on past interactions and how I've been the entire relationship. Which at this point, now that I know what's wrong with me, I really wanted to make an effort to change/get therapy and have healthier relationships with ppl and to share this news with him to tell him i know how ive been acting and now will make efforts to be a new healthier person now that i can identify my feelings/actions/episodes), I lost my best friend (my boyfriend), litterally also lost all of his friends, which I was friends with too, who have ghosted me, he's ghosted me, my room is in shambles bc I was in the middle of reorganizing everything, I've just been so lonely feeling trapped in a house without a car (my sister has it right now) and no friends, the person I would talk to about everything being gone. I just feel awful, I wish I had known about bpd earlier so i could heal. I wish I hadn't put all my stakes on my ex boyfriend in terms of thinking it'd last forever and not making my own friend group apart from his. And now, all I have to look forward to is instead of rooming with him during college next semester, I have to room with a complete stranger, all alone and with no friends.
This is just a truly miserable experience. I'm booking therapy now and am going to see what I'm diagnosed with. But, either way this is a time I can work on myself now and try to live for myself and not others. Time to start my career, heal from my mental health issues, heal from physical health issues, create my own friend group, and get some independence.
Thanks for reading this far and sorry for the rant/vent, this time just f'n sucks man! I'm surprised I'm as coping as I am without falling into one of my weird severe depersonalization episodes.
2023.06.08 20:41 iammitchconner82 Strange change in my blood pressure
I have been struggling with being over weight for a long time and it cought up with several years back and I have had high blood pressure for a while now. I'm on Amlodipine and Propranolol to help but even on the medications I am almost always around 160 over /110 with around 112 pulse and have been as high as 192/124. And that is all resting blood pressure. No exercise or exertion in any way, just sitting down. I have been having numbers in this range for the last couple of years now and I know it's bad and my primary care doctor doesn't seem to care.
Regards. The weird issue I'm having is that I just went to the ER last week for pain in my left flank and vomiting. Sure enough, there was a kidney stone. Not just any stone. An 8mm stone that is entirely blocking my ureter. I was sent home with pain meds and antibiotics and a referral to a urologist to have a stent put in. I am now on day 4 of having this stint I'm my ureter and will be having it removed on Mondaythe 12th. Well ever since this kidney stone has been stuck in my ureter, my blood pressure has gone down to being almost normal for some reason. I'm seeing numbers that I haven't seen in years. 122/88, 110/92, 126/100 etc. And it's like that every day. At first I thought it was the pain meds but even after I ran out. My blood pressure is still looking the same. I'm just wondering if there is anyone that could explain why this is and whether or not I should be taking my blood pressure meds when it's already this low. Thanks
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Regards. The weird issue I'm having is that I just went to the ER last week for pain in my left flank and vomiting. Sure enough, there was a kidney stone. Not just any stone. An 8mm stone that is entirely blocking my ureter. I was sent home with pain meds and antibiotics and a referral to a urologist to have a stent put in. I am now on day 4 of having this stint I'm my ureter and will be having it removed on Mondaythe 12th. Well ever since this kidney stone has been stuck in my ureter, my blood pressure has gone down to being almost normal for some reason. I'm seeing numbers that I haven't seen in years. 122/88, 110/92, 126/100 etc. And it's like that every day. At first I thought it was the pain meds but even after I ran out. My blood pressure is still looking the same. I'm just wondering if there is anyone that could explain why this is and whether or not I should be taking my blood pressure meds when it's already this low. Thanks
2023.06.08 20:41 STEADYthrust [WTS] Boos Blades Aero FF #6 Custom (price reduction)
Hi Knife Bros,
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Boos Blades Aero FF #6 - SV $455 OBO
Third Owner but knife is in excellent condition. Full custom from Boos with amazing action. I've never carried or cut with this knife just flipped. Blade is 154CM at 61HRC knifesteel nerds heat treat. Handle is anodized arctic blue, pocket clip and backspacer are light bronze, and blade is beadblasted. Pivot screw has the dot configuration with light bronze color. Handles have the infinity milling pattern. Boos Blades #6 page. Comes with Boos 3d printed box and DOB card. Original cost was $550 with the milling pattern (so you are saving about $95 for a mint condition boos custom). Blade to handle ratio is great and weight is well under 1oz/in. Knife has 3.35 blade and weighs 2.4oz. This knife disappears into your pocket but has a fairly usable blade. Lock up is great.
Feel Free to make a reasonable offer via chat/dm.
Rules: I am looking to sell, not trade. I will ship out within 24-48 hours of sale. Paypal F&F only. Included shipping is for Conus only. Will ship priority flat rate and insure for the sale value of the knife. I reserve the right to deny a sale if you are sketch.
Let me know if you have any questions or want to haggle.
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TimeStamp
Boos Blades Aero FF #6 - SV $455 OBO
Third Owner but knife is in excellent condition. Full custom from Boos with amazing action. I've never carried or cut with this knife just flipped. Blade is 154CM at 61HRC knifesteel nerds heat treat. Handle is anodized arctic blue, pocket clip and backspacer are light bronze, and blade is beadblasted. Pivot screw has the dot configuration with light bronze color. Handles have the infinity milling pattern. Boos Blades #6 page. Comes with Boos 3d printed box and DOB card. Original cost was $550 with the milling pattern (so you are saving about $95 for a mint condition boos custom). Blade to handle ratio is great and weight is well under 1oz/in. Knife has 3.35 blade and weighs 2.4oz. This knife disappears into your pocket but has a fairly usable blade. Lock up is great.
Feel Free to make a reasonable offer via chat/dm.
Rules: I am looking to sell, not trade. I will ship out within 24-48 hours of sale. Paypal F&F only. Included shipping is for Conus only. Will ship priority flat rate and insure for the sale value of the knife. I reserve the right to deny a sale if you are sketch.
Let me know if you have any questions or want to haggle.
2023.06.08 20:41 Few_Rooster1190 Was I being an unreasonable patient at any point?
I’m an FY1, but in this scenario I’m the patient, so looking for the perspective of GPs or other doctors if you were the one dealing with me.
Last month I contacted my GP surgery for a referral. I was previously diagnosed overseas but didn’t require any treatment as I wasn’t symptomatic. However symptoms have since recurred, hence I wanted the referral to the local secondary care service.
I didn’t see the GP (or have a tele-consult), but he sent me some forms to fill in and to bring along the relevant documentation. I did so on the same day. It turns out the text message platform they used had no ‘reply’ function that I could attach the forms to. So I went down to the practice. After some discussion the receptionist (R1) said to e-mail them, which I did so, and got R1 to verbally confirm that all required paperwork has been received. Therefore, the next step would be these will be sent to the GP for him to send off the referral.
About two weeks later I called to check on the status of the referral. It was another receptionist (R2) that answered. She told me that on the system it says they are still waiting for my documents. I said I had submitted all required documents on the day itself, and I was told all that’s left is for the GP to complete the referral. So R2 checks again, and says ‘oh yes we do have the documents’, so she changes the tagging(?) such that it is now flagged to the GP for him to complete.
I call again two days later. It is yet another receptionist (R3). To my horror, R3 says ‘no it doesn’t seem like we have the required documents, can you send them over again?’ At this point I was getting very confused and frustrated by the process. Along with re-sending the documents, I included in my e-mail the whole timeline so far, from my point of view.
R3 called me the next day to confirm that the documents are received and have now been sent to the GP. I asked if there was a possibility that my documents (containing my medical history) have been filed under some other patient’s record, given that I have definitely provided them, and apparently now they are not found on the system. R3 said they have checks in place to prevent this. I then asked if R3 could provide a written reply to my e-mail, acknowledging the documents have been received and have been passed on to the GP. She seemed slightly unwilling but eventually did so.
Finally, 28 days after I originally provided the documents, I receive a text saying my GP has sent my referral off.
Yesterday, I happened to see the website of the service I was getting referred to. It mentions that the waiting list is several months, if not a year. At the same time, it mentions possibility of utilising Right to Choose to consider alternative services, including private providers that see NHS-funded patients. I had not known of this possibility before, so I didn’t ask about this initially.
This morning, I rang up the surgery again and after completing the triage form (stating the existing referral but I wanted to discuss RTC), was assigned a same-day phone call from a GP. Unfortunately, the phone rang just as I was in the toilet, so I missed the call. This GP (a different one from before) left a voicemail saying that she would get her secretary to send me some forms to fill in. I contact the secretary and was given the same exact forms I filled in a month ago. I clarify with the secretary if she wants me to fill in the same forms again, given that I had already done so and there is an existing referral in place. The secretary, understandably, doesn’t know and advised me to see if I can speak to the doctor again.
I visit the surgery in-person and spoke with a receptionist (R5). Initially she saw the updates on my record and said no I cannot get another phone call with the GP. I then explained the queries I had, and that I just needed to clarify some things with someone who is aware of the pathways (i.e. the GP). R5 then said she will fill in a form and send it to the GP, and the GP will call me within the day. I asked R5 what time it might be, not to rush them, but just to have some expectation, and was told any time between 1530 and 1830. R5 sounded very understanding to my situation so I was hopeful that I could finally speak to the GP (even if as a phone call).
I went back home to wait. By 1745, I’ve not received a call so I rang the surgery again (their phone lines close at 1800). Another receptionist (R6) answers. R6 tells me that their final appointment was at 1710, and the GP that I was awaiting a call from has long left the surgery. So I explain what I was told. R6 says R5 did fill in a form, but it was categorised as ‘routine referral’, so the wait time is up to 48 hours. Again, this was very different from what I was told, so I asked R6 why R5 would tell me ‘up to 1830’, if the doctor wasn’t even staying till that late? R6 started to say that I was being nit-picky and argumentative, since I would have had to wait either way, since it was up to 48 hours. R6 also said that I should remain focused on the solution, which is to continue to wait for the call.
On the one hand, I get what R6 is saying. On the other, this feels like yet another miscommunication. Therefore, my questioning ‘why’ is not to pinpoint blame, but to find out why there seems to be different things told to me by different members of staff. If R5 had told me ‘48 hours’ from the start, I would have tailored my expectations accordingly, and need not have called again at 1745.
It has felt like different receptionists are seeing different things from my record, even though there should only be one version of it. Because a lot of the communication was done verbally (via telephone), I don’t have any written documentation e.g. e-mails that I can use to refer back on.
For those that have read all this, do you feel at any point I was being an ‘unreasonable’ or ‘difficult patient’? I know how GPs (and practically the entire NHS) is struggling at the moment, so I do try and be understanding, but it is very frustrating to be told different things by different people. Throughout the conversations I have not raised my voice at anyone. But what R6 said made me wonder if I might not have been as calm and measured as I thought I was being? Keen to hear others’ opinions.
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Last month I contacted my GP surgery for a referral. I was previously diagnosed overseas but didn’t require any treatment as I wasn’t symptomatic. However symptoms have since recurred, hence I wanted the referral to the local secondary care service.
I didn’t see the GP (or have a tele-consult), but he sent me some forms to fill in and to bring along the relevant documentation. I did so on the same day. It turns out the text message platform they used had no ‘reply’ function that I could attach the forms to. So I went down to the practice. After some discussion the receptionist (R1) said to e-mail them, which I did so, and got R1 to verbally confirm that all required paperwork has been received. Therefore, the next step would be these will be sent to the GP for him to send off the referral.
About two weeks later I called to check on the status of the referral. It was another receptionist (R2) that answered. She told me that on the system it says they are still waiting for my documents. I said I had submitted all required documents on the day itself, and I was told all that’s left is for the GP to complete the referral. So R2 checks again, and says ‘oh yes we do have the documents’, so she changes the tagging(?) such that it is now flagged to the GP for him to complete.
I call again two days later. It is yet another receptionist (R3). To my horror, R3 says ‘no it doesn’t seem like we have the required documents, can you send them over again?’ At this point I was getting very confused and frustrated by the process. Along with re-sending the documents, I included in my e-mail the whole timeline so far, from my point of view.
R3 called me the next day to confirm that the documents are received and have now been sent to the GP. I asked if there was a possibility that my documents (containing my medical history) have been filed under some other patient’s record, given that I have definitely provided them, and apparently now they are not found on the system. R3 said they have checks in place to prevent this. I then asked if R3 could provide a written reply to my e-mail, acknowledging the documents have been received and have been passed on to the GP. She seemed slightly unwilling but eventually did so.
Finally, 28 days after I originally provided the documents, I receive a text saying my GP has sent my referral off.
Yesterday, I happened to see the website of the service I was getting referred to. It mentions that the waiting list is several months, if not a year. At the same time, it mentions possibility of utilising Right to Choose to consider alternative services, including private providers that see NHS-funded patients. I had not known of this possibility before, so I didn’t ask about this initially.
This morning, I rang up the surgery again and after completing the triage form (stating the existing referral but I wanted to discuss RTC), was assigned a same-day phone call from a GP. Unfortunately, the phone rang just as I was in the toilet, so I missed the call. This GP (a different one from before) left a voicemail saying that she would get her secretary to send me some forms to fill in. I contact the secretary and was given the same exact forms I filled in a month ago. I clarify with the secretary if she wants me to fill in the same forms again, given that I had already done so and there is an existing referral in place. The secretary, understandably, doesn’t know and advised me to see if I can speak to the doctor again.
I visit the surgery in-person and spoke with a receptionist (R5). Initially she saw the updates on my record and said no I cannot get another phone call with the GP. I then explained the queries I had, and that I just needed to clarify some things with someone who is aware of the pathways (i.e. the GP). R5 then said she will fill in a form and send it to the GP, and the GP will call me within the day. I asked R5 what time it might be, not to rush them, but just to have some expectation, and was told any time between 1530 and 1830. R5 sounded very understanding to my situation so I was hopeful that I could finally speak to the GP (even if as a phone call).
I went back home to wait. By 1745, I’ve not received a call so I rang the surgery again (their phone lines close at 1800). Another receptionist (R6) answers. R6 tells me that their final appointment was at 1710, and the GP that I was awaiting a call from has long left the surgery. So I explain what I was told. R6 says R5 did fill in a form, but it was categorised as ‘routine referral’, so the wait time is up to 48 hours. Again, this was very different from what I was told, so I asked R6 why R5 would tell me ‘up to 1830’, if the doctor wasn’t even staying till that late? R6 started to say that I was being nit-picky and argumentative, since I would have had to wait either way, since it was up to 48 hours. R6 also said that I should remain focused on the solution, which is to continue to wait for the call.
On the one hand, I get what R6 is saying. On the other, this feels like yet another miscommunication. Therefore, my questioning ‘why’ is not to pinpoint blame, but to find out why there seems to be different things told to me by different members of staff. If R5 had told me ‘48 hours’ from the start, I would have tailored my expectations accordingly, and need not have called again at 1745.
It has felt like different receptionists are seeing different things from my record, even though there should only be one version of it. Because a lot of the communication was done verbally (via telephone), I don’t have any written documentation e.g. e-mails that I can use to refer back on.
For those that have read all this, do you feel at any point I was being an ‘unreasonable’ or ‘difficult patient’? I know how GPs (and practically the entire NHS) is struggling at the moment, so I do try and be understanding, but it is very frustrating to be told different things by different people. Throughout the conversations I have not raised my voice at anyone. But what R6 said made me wonder if I might not have been as calm and measured as I thought I was being? Keen to hear others’ opinions.
2023.06.08 20:41 Mista9000 Perfectly Safe Demons -Ch 14- Bruised and cheerful
[Chapter One]
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Rosifo Girtwoud woke up feeling sore and exhausted. He slept well, but never as long as he’d have liked. He could hear his roommates moving around and getting ready for their days. Sitting up in bed, he stretched and took stock. His new job was physically demanding, but it was the best job he’d ever had. By a lot. He loved having his own room in a nice place, all thanks to his generous new salary! He could even afford to eat as much as he wanted, a luxury he’d not even dreamed was possible. Last night he ate three helpings of honey glazed pork at the pub! Still clumsy from sleep, Ros shrugged on a tunic and clean slacks, pausing for a second to appreciate the lordly quality of the garments. He still couldn’t believe he owned such nice things, and the Chief just gave it to him! Well, everyone got a few, but that didn’t make it any less special. Ros put on his belt as he went downstairs to the kitchen, where a few of his roommates were eating breakfast and the landlady was pulling some fresh buns out of the wood fired oven.
“Hey there’s the champ now!” called out Rikad, his housemate and co-worker.
“Heh, there are some perks to being the lightest guy on the squad!” Ros replied, referring to the agility drill he had won at work yesterday. Three days a week of training was by far the hardest part of the job, being trained by the Chief was like weathering a storm. Terrifying and dangerous, but something you could be proud of surviving. The other three days a week they worked were a holiday in comparison. Sitting on carts and standing by warehouses was easy.
Ros devoured his huge bowl of sweetened oats and then three buttered fresh buns. Pushing back from the long table with a satisfied sigh, he got up to leave for work with Rikad. The spring morning air was brisk, and they made sure to stay out of the way of loaded carts and riders that zipped by on the narrow cobblestone streets.
“What do you reckon the Chief will have us do today?” Rikad asked.
Ros snorted, “Quit embarrassing ourselves and pick up the pace?”
“Hah! That’s hardly a guess! I liked the knife throwing we did a few weeks ago, that was fun. I hope it’s not all runs and drills, I’m still aching from yesterday,” Rikad said.
“Yeah, I like combat drills. Other than when I have to spar with the Chief. He’s like a mountain that’s fast. I think the day I get a point on him, I’ll buy the whole team a beer!” Ros motioned a lunging jab as they walked.
“We’ll be too old to drink by then!” Rikad teased.
They were in for a typical training routine, a morning lecture on tactics and formations, some solo weapon drills, a short run, then a hearty lunch delivered from the nearby deli. Other days they just called a food cart into the yard with them, but Ros liked the deli lunches better. Also the novelty of someone else buying his lunches was thrilling. Ros assumed that this must be how pretty girls felt all the time. Maybe less sore and less yelled at. But maybe not.
The real highlight of the day was Ros got to see the owner of the whole company when he came out to observe their exercises. Ros hadn’t seen a real lord up close before he started at Pandemonium, and he thought it was one of the biggest perks. Mostly he looked like a tired doctor or shopkeeper, but Ros wasn’t disappointed. He had a nobility of his bearing, clarity in his eyes and an aura of authority. Even the Chief changed when he was around him! Seeing the him defer to anyone spoke volumes to their importance. Not only was he the lord of a whole company, he was also a mage! They were super rare even before the Church started purging all those heresies in their College of Magic, but now he wasn’t even sure there were any in the city!
“Agility drills are done! Imma talk to Mage Thippily, so you lot do some king of the hill sparring; Sword ‘n board! Ros and Kedril start!” boomed Chief of Security Stanisk.
Ros staggered exhaustedly to the equipment racks to get an arming jacket, leather helm, training sword and shield.
“Mage Thippliy is watching,” he whispered reverentially to himself as he geared up.
“Mind your tone or he’ll turn you into a turnip!” called Rikad.
Kedril grinned, “Hah, He’ll turn you into a turnip, Rik. He’ll just look at Ros and see his work is already done!”
Ros used to despise Kedril. He embodied everything Ros had yearned to become: handsome, confident, affluent, and sharp-witted. The team's dynamic was confrontational, rife with competition; they raced, fought, and scored against one another all day, three days a week. It had taken Ros a while to grasp that they were, in fact, a team. Kedril, infuriatingly attractive, devoted time to helping Ros in a few drills last week and offered valuable advice. So, albeit begrudgingly, Ros began to admire him. Kedril was older by a few years, substantially larger, and appeared to be one of the few who already had some training in arms. The prospect of sparring with him didn’t excite Ros.
Fresh from drills and immediately thrown into sparring, sweat trickled into Ros's eyes. The sting impaired his vision. He repeated to himself, 'Elbows in, shield up, tip forward, hips back,’ partially to fix his stance, partially to focus. Kedril was typically in better shape than him, but now appeared even more worn out. His guard was lax and messy, creating a gaping opening. Ros seized the opportunity and struck with a swift, precise jab. In the fleeting instant the jab took, Kedril's shield snapped into position, and his tip dealt a solid blow to Ros's ribs just beneath his sword arm. It was a feint - a brilliantly executed display of weakness where he was most prepared, exactly the tactic Stanisk had explained yesterday.
“Mashed Turnip!” Kedril shouted to the cheers of the others.
“Ros! You lost because your stance is awful! Keep lower! Coiled spring, lad!” the Chief shouted from across the yard.
Ros raised his hands over his head to cede the point and sat at the end of the bench. He hated losing, but he had expected to lose. He gratefully grabbed a cup of water and watched Kedril make short work of a few more challengers. It seemed like they were picking on him, but Ros was coming to understand they were also bonding with him, and these might be the closest friends he’d ever had. Not that it was a high bar, and he didn’t like all of them, but they had his back, and that meant a lot. Finally Jourgun, the biggest lad on the team, tore into Kedril with so much energy and fury that no amount of clever tactics could stop him. Even though he knew these were his friends, seeing Kedril getting bashed in the face with a shield was almost as good as seeing a real mage!
One thing Ros appreciated about training days was that they were shorter. After the sparring, Stanisk pulled aside Kedril and Jourgun for additional work, and dismissed the rest of the men. Ros trailed behind some of his newfound friends to a peculiar place where one would sit, fully naked, in a steam-filled room, all for two glucks.
“This is a sex thing, right?” Ros asked Rikad cautiously.
“What?! Light, no! It’s to relax and heal," Rikad explained. "They place herbs on hot rocks, we sit there, sweat, and breathe in the steam. It’s excellent, you’ll love it!”
“Sounds like we’re all naked and sweaty, though?” Ros remained convinced this was some intimate activity he wasn’t fully grasping. Rikad rolled his eyes and even paid Ros’s entry fee.
Inside the dim, tiled room was surprisingly comfortable. The steam smelled slightly of herbs and medicine, and it was so thick he couldn’t even see the far wall. A quick survey of the others revealed they were just as covered in bruises as he was, which gave Ros a fresh sense of camaraderie. They towelled off, dressed, drank some cold water, and left the strange business without any hint of the carnal encounter Ros had suspected. Despite his lingering confusion about the whole place, Ros liked it and wanted to come back. He appreciated his squadmates not making a single steamed turnip joke. He was hoping that didn’t stick as a nickname, he felt it didn’t remotely suit him.
After the steam, their muscles relaxed and the day's tension eased away. Ros and Rikad were starving. It had been hours since lunch, so they headed to a nearby tavern for drinks and dinner. Being able to simply enjoy food and drink without concern for the price was an intoxicatingly fresh experience. In fact, Ros enjoyed this newfound freedom even more than the meal itself.
After a huge dinner and a few beers Ros paused, and opened up a little.
"Did you know this is the pub where I talked the Chief into hiring me?"
"Really? To be honest, I've always wondered about that. No offence, but you're a lot smaller than the rest of us." Rikad pushed away his empty plate, taking a long drink of his beer.
"Yeah, I saw the Chief in here, dressed like a shining champion, buying ladies drinks and rounds for the whole bar. He was so confident and kind and relaxed. But also obviously dangerous. I’d never seen anyone like him!" Ros gestured to the tavern maid for a refill. "I must have been a sight. My clothes were more patch than original cloth, I was so skinny you could've counted my ribs through a sweater. Not that I had sweater money!" Ros reflected on the lean muscle he'd gained in recent months with inward satisfaction.
"Did the Chief take you for a beggar?"
Ros bristled at the suggestion. "Hell no! I've never begged in my life, I've always earned my keep!" his brief flare of indignation faded immediately. "No, he thought I was a refugee, from some starving backwater. Of course, I corrected him—after he bought me dinner!"
"Hah! The proper sequence," Rikad agreed, laughing.
"Anyway, he asked about my plans. I told him I was waiting till I was eighteen to join the army and serve the Emperor."
"You've certainly filled out since I met you, but I'm not sure you'd pass the army physical even now," Rikad cautiously speculated.
"The Chief was blunter about it. 'Yer so scrawny, a necromancer would find ya offputting, the army ain't gonna waste rations on ya.'" Ros imitated Stanisk’s gruff rural northerner accent.
"Hah! That sounds about right. Which makes your wearing company purple less clear than ever!" Rikad replied.
"Well, he asked if I knew my way around the city. I said I've tread every cobblestone here, so he offered me a job running letters and picking up parcels. Better work than sweeping alleys for a half-gluck and stale bread. I figured a fancy man like him would pay alright."
The waitress finally brought the next round, and Ros paused to take a long drink. Setting his mug down, he continued. "I walked into the Chief's office, and there he was behind that tiny desk with his book and quill. He looked like a cave troll trying to be a librarian. But I wasn't gonna laugh—it was still the Chief. He said, 'We don’t got a lot for now but I’ll give you a list in the morning, and see that it gets done.' I said ain’t fancy, I don’t know how to read! He didn't lose his cool. He simply nodded and said, 'Alright, just report to me in the morning, and we’ll get you started.' Oh, and he warned me never to speak to the Mage unless spoken to, which suited me fine."
Ros took another drink of his beer, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued. "I was hoping for five gee a day. I’d probably have done it for a lone gluck, to be honest. So imagine my shock when he apologised that he could only offer me twenty glucks a day!"
"Where were you living, that five would've been enough?" Rikad asked, curious.
Ros, slightly flushed from the beer, leaned forward. "Under a bloody hedge!" He burst into laughter at his own expense.
"That's rough man," Rikad commented, shaking his head.
Ros nodded. "It was, but it's behind me now. After a month or so of running errands, the Chief finally let me join the crew he was training. That's how I ended up a part of the elite guard of a learned lord mage."
Rikad, his face ruddy, pointed his finger at Ros’s chest. "It’s your attitude! You always train the hardest. It’s changed the whole team's tone."
Ros nodded again, serious. "I gotta! The fifteen hundred gee I make every month now is probably more than I did in the last decade. Total! I bet we make as much as a knight commander does leading a thousand soldiers!"
Rikad looked at him suspiciously. "Wait, a decade? Aren't you still a teenager?"
Ros shrugged. "It's been a long, hard time. Anyway, I know I promised to go to see that folk band with you tonight, but I'm spent. I think I might call it an early night." He finished the beer in two long gulps and stood up.
"I get it. Besides, tomorrow's Sunday. We can finally sleep in!" Rikad pointed out.
******
Ros woke to a frantic pounding on his bedroom door. It was still dark out.
“Go away! Keep it down! You’ll wake the whole house!” Ros grumbled, mostly asleep.
“Come on man! Emergency meeting at the training yard. We gotta go now!” Rikad hoarsely whispered.
“Ah, that’s not good!” Ros threw on some clothes and headed out the door with his friend.
“Think it has something to do with what Kedril and Jourgun were doing after work?” Ros asked.
“Maybe? That was hours and hours ago, and those guys are great, and they were with the Chief,” Rikad countered.
They jogged through the mostly empty streets. The moons were behind clouds, and the dew made the cobblestones slick. The faint flickering of their leviathan oil lamp cast strange shadows in the foggy night. The city felt on edge, too many people on the streets in the middle of the night, whispering. A few times Ros thought he heard something about thunder and demons, which did nothing to calm his growing panic.
“What if something happened to Mage Thippily? Are we all unemployed now?” Ros asked, knowing Rikad knew as much as he did.
“What is the business we guard? Something to do with magically formed super secret goods that no one was allowed to talk about. I think? I should have asked,” Rikad lamented.
Finally they made it to the yard, and Kedril was standing at the gate, torch held aloft.
“Good lads! Go into the workshop and take a seat. The Chief has some tea on.” Kedril’s voice was as calm and steady as ever, but his face was pale and drawn, and his eyes never focused on them, just scanned the night intently.
“Inside? Are you sure?” Ros had never gone inside; that was the single biggest rule.
Kedril just nodded. Ros and Rikad looked at each other for courage and moved forward. The big yard door to the workshop opened a crack, and warm light was spilling out. Rikad motioned Ros to go first, and he poked his head in, fully expecting to lose it.
“Oy, is that Ros? Git your scrawny ass in here,” Chief Stanisk rumbled.
The two men felt like flies exploring a web, but inside was surprisingly normal. Five other guards were already there, and the room was a lot like any other workshop. It had planked floors, shelves and tables and one corner was even converted into a kitchen. There were a few simple stools set up, and two incredibly luxurious loungers. Like everyone else, Ros and Rikad took a stool. The Chief gestured to a kettle and mugs for the tea, but no one seemed interested.
“What’s happening, is everyone okay?” Ros finally asked.
“Short answer is yes, for now.” Stanisk said calmly. “We’ll give the other lads a few minutes to get here, then I’ll explain.”
“Holy light, sir! You aren’t wearing your armour!” This unsettled Ros more than anything he’d seen all night, it was like seeing a bear shaved. Chief was just sitting there in trousers and a shirt, sipping tea. He’d never seen the Chief without armour.
“Needs cleaned,” he answered cryptically.
Follow up questions were interrupted by the rest of the men arriving, followed by Kedril and then Jourgun, who must have been watching the far gate.
“Alright, gather round, at ease.” Stanisk started. He looked relaxed which was probably a good sign.
“You lot were hired to protect the interests of our operations. There was an attempt on Mage Thippliy’s life tonight, at his meeting. Security Specialists Kedril and Jourgun did excellent work, and I have full confidence in all of your growing abilities. Our concern is there will be additional attempts."
There was a murmur of apprehension. The mage was the company. Without him there was nothing to guard. No one here wanted to lose their jobs, but they had been suspicious from the start. The pay didn’t match the work.
Stanisk paused as Mage Thipply and the elv, that had only been speculated to exist, came down the ladder from the loft. The mage was dressed like normal, in his brown pants and a white shirt, frameless glasses and a short well maintained beard streaked with grey. The elv was wearing an oversized sweater and long stockings. It had the effect of making her upper body look human, but with the long spindly legs of a shore bird. Her huge nocturnal eyes stared at them all unblinkingly, and her long narrow fingers with too many segments wrapped around a mug of tea. Ros was both intimidated and repulsed. It was like a bird or an insect pretending to be a person, but with eyes that had intelligence and cruelty.
“Ah! Um, thank you all for coming!” The mage was directly addressing them, Ros grinned despite his fears and worries. “There have been events over the last week or so that have culminated tonight, and I no longer think that our operation in Jagged Cove is viable.” The mage saw the reaction of the crowd turn sharply negative. He hastily added, “Of course I’m not closing up shop, we’re just moving to another location. A location outside of the capital region, and I’d like you all to join us.”
Ros sighed and leaned back in relief. This wasn’t bad news at all. He’d gladly move to the bottom of the sea for the Mage. He could feel his pulse returning to normal, as other people started asking questions.
“What? I can’t leave the city, I got a wife and kids!” a guard named Theros said.
“Oh, I just started dating a baker's apprentice, is there an option to stay?” Jourgun asked.
The elv stood up, and addressed the room with an icy indifference. “This is not a negotiation. There is a ship that is leaving in about six hours. If you are on it, you will remain employed. We have also made considerations for your families. They are welcome on the ship, and you can find new homes in the town we relocate to.” She subtly nodded to the Chief before continuing. “Chief Stanisk values your skills so highly that he convinced the board of directors to offer each of you a five year contract. The contract will have some additional employment conditions, but there will be a 5000 glindi signing bonus. Follow Chief Stanisk’s instructions to get on the boat, and we’ll see you there. Or not.”
She returned to the ornate chair, and the room erupted into chaos.
“Holy light! That’s so much!”
“I’d be insane not to sign!”
“Where are we even going?”
Ros grinned from ear to ear, what’s to decide? This was the best possible outcome! Free money to see the world! Packing his bags would take no time, and he could carry everything that mattered in one trip.
Stanisk took command of the room, “You with young ‘uns, we got the company wagons for you waiting, get a move on. I’ll take the mage’s personal wagon and do a loop to Kedril’s, Eowin’s and Klive’s. The rest of you, leg it! Meet back here in three hours and tell anyone what asks, that you took a job out of the city. Be vague! Come on, pick up the pace you helpless kittens!"
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Rosifo Girtwoud woke up feeling sore and exhausted. He slept well, but never as long as he’d have liked. He could hear his roommates moving around and getting ready for their days. Sitting up in bed, he stretched and took stock. His new job was physically demanding, but it was the best job he’d ever had. By a lot. He loved having his own room in a nice place, all thanks to his generous new salary! He could even afford to eat as much as he wanted, a luxury he’d not even dreamed was possible. Last night he ate three helpings of honey glazed pork at the pub! Still clumsy from sleep, Ros shrugged on a tunic and clean slacks, pausing for a second to appreciate the lordly quality of the garments. He still couldn’t believe he owned such nice things, and the Chief just gave it to him! Well, everyone got a few, but that didn’t make it any less special. Ros put on his belt as he went downstairs to the kitchen, where a few of his roommates were eating breakfast and the landlady was pulling some fresh buns out of the wood fired oven.
“Hey there’s the champ now!” called out Rikad, his housemate and co-worker.
“Heh, there are some perks to being the lightest guy on the squad!” Ros replied, referring to the agility drill he had won at work yesterday. Three days a week of training was by far the hardest part of the job, being trained by the Chief was like weathering a storm. Terrifying and dangerous, but something you could be proud of surviving. The other three days a week they worked were a holiday in comparison. Sitting on carts and standing by warehouses was easy.
Ros devoured his huge bowl of sweetened oats and then three buttered fresh buns. Pushing back from the long table with a satisfied sigh, he got up to leave for work with Rikad. The spring morning air was brisk, and they made sure to stay out of the way of loaded carts and riders that zipped by on the narrow cobblestone streets.
“What do you reckon the Chief will have us do today?” Rikad asked.
Ros snorted, “Quit embarrassing ourselves and pick up the pace?”
“Hah! That’s hardly a guess! I liked the knife throwing we did a few weeks ago, that was fun. I hope it’s not all runs and drills, I’m still aching from yesterday,” Rikad said.
“Yeah, I like combat drills. Other than when I have to spar with the Chief. He’s like a mountain that’s fast. I think the day I get a point on him, I’ll buy the whole team a beer!” Ros motioned a lunging jab as they walked.
“We’ll be too old to drink by then!” Rikad teased.
They were in for a typical training routine, a morning lecture on tactics and formations, some solo weapon drills, a short run, then a hearty lunch delivered from the nearby deli. Other days they just called a food cart into the yard with them, but Ros liked the deli lunches better. Also the novelty of someone else buying his lunches was thrilling. Ros assumed that this must be how pretty girls felt all the time. Maybe less sore and less yelled at. But maybe not.
The real highlight of the day was Ros got to see the owner of the whole company when he came out to observe their exercises. Ros hadn’t seen a real lord up close before he started at Pandemonium, and he thought it was one of the biggest perks. Mostly he looked like a tired doctor or shopkeeper, but Ros wasn’t disappointed. He had a nobility of his bearing, clarity in his eyes and an aura of authority. Even the Chief changed when he was around him! Seeing the him defer to anyone spoke volumes to their importance. Not only was he the lord of a whole company, he was also a mage! They were super rare even before the Church started purging all those heresies in their College of Magic, but now he wasn’t even sure there were any in the city!
“Agility drills are done! Imma talk to Mage Thippily, so you lot do some king of the hill sparring; Sword ‘n board! Ros and Kedril start!” boomed Chief of Security Stanisk.
Ros staggered exhaustedly to the equipment racks to get an arming jacket, leather helm, training sword and shield.
“Mage Thippliy is watching,” he whispered reverentially to himself as he geared up.
“Mind your tone or he’ll turn you into a turnip!” called Rikad.
Kedril grinned, “Hah, He’ll turn you into a turnip, Rik. He’ll just look at Ros and see his work is already done!”
Ros used to despise Kedril. He embodied everything Ros had yearned to become: handsome, confident, affluent, and sharp-witted. The team's dynamic was confrontational, rife with competition; they raced, fought, and scored against one another all day, three days a week. It had taken Ros a while to grasp that they were, in fact, a team. Kedril, infuriatingly attractive, devoted time to helping Ros in a few drills last week and offered valuable advice. So, albeit begrudgingly, Ros began to admire him. Kedril was older by a few years, substantially larger, and appeared to be one of the few who already had some training in arms. The prospect of sparring with him didn’t excite Ros.
Fresh from drills and immediately thrown into sparring, sweat trickled into Ros's eyes. The sting impaired his vision. He repeated to himself, 'Elbows in, shield up, tip forward, hips back,’ partially to fix his stance, partially to focus. Kedril was typically in better shape than him, but now appeared even more worn out. His guard was lax and messy, creating a gaping opening. Ros seized the opportunity and struck with a swift, precise jab. In the fleeting instant the jab took, Kedril's shield snapped into position, and his tip dealt a solid blow to Ros's ribs just beneath his sword arm. It was a feint - a brilliantly executed display of weakness where he was most prepared, exactly the tactic Stanisk had explained yesterday.
“Mashed Turnip!” Kedril shouted to the cheers of the others.
“Ros! You lost because your stance is awful! Keep lower! Coiled spring, lad!” the Chief shouted from across the yard.
Ros raised his hands over his head to cede the point and sat at the end of the bench. He hated losing, but he had expected to lose. He gratefully grabbed a cup of water and watched Kedril make short work of a few more challengers. It seemed like they were picking on him, but Ros was coming to understand they were also bonding with him, and these might be the closest friends he’d ever had. Not that it was a high bar, and he didn’t like all of them, but they had his back, and that meant a lot. Finally Jourgun, the biggest lad on the team, tore into Kedril with so much energy and fury that no amount of clever tactics could stop him. Even though he knew these were his friends, seeing Kedril getting bashed in the face with a shield was almost as good as seeing a real mage!
One thing Ros appreciated about training days was that they were shorter. After the sparring, Stanisk pulled aside Kedril and Jourgun for additional work, and dismissed the rest of the men. Ros trailed behind some of his newfound friends to a peculiar place where one would sit, fully naked, in a steam-filled room, all for two glucks.
“This is a sex thing, right?” Ros asked Rikad cautiously.
“What?! Light, no! It’s to relax and heal," Rikad explained. "They place herbs on hot rocks, we sit there, sweat, and breathe in the steam. It’s excellent, you’ll love it!”
“Sounds like we’re all naked and sweaty, though?” Ros remained convinced this was some intimate activity he wasn’t fully grasping. Rikad rolled his eyes and even paid Ros’s entry fee.
Inside the dim, tiled room was surprisingly comfortable. The steam smelled slightly of herbs and medicine, and it was so thick he couldn’t even see the far wall. A quick survey of the others revealed they were just as covered in bruises as he was, which gave Ros a fresh sense of camaraderie. They towelled off, dressed, drank some cold water, and left the strange business without any hint of the carnal encounter Ros had suspected. Despite his lingering confusion about the whole place, Ros liked it and wanted to come back. He appreciated his squadmates not making a single steamed turnip joke. He was hoping that didn’t stick as a nickname, he felt it didn’t remotely suit him.
After the steam, their muscles relaxed and the day's tension eased away. Ros and Rikad were starving. It had been hours since lunch, so they headed to a nearby tavern for drinks and dinner. Being able to simply enjoy food and drink without concern for the price was an intoxicatingly fresh experience. In fact, Ros enjoyed this newfound freedom even more than the meal itself.
After a huge dinner and a few beers Ros paused, and opened up a little.
"Did you know this is the pub where I talked the Chief into hiring me?"
"Really? To be honest, I've always wondered about that. No offence, but you're a lot smaller than the rest of us." Rikad pushed away his empty plate, taking a long drink of his beer.
"Yeah, I saw the Chief in here, dressed like a shining champion, buying ladies drinks and rounds for the whole bar. He was so confident and kind and relaxed. But also obviously dangerous. I’d never seen anyone like him!" Ros gestured to the tavern maid for a refill. "I must have been a sight. My clothes were more patch than original cloth, I was so skinny you could've counted my ribs through a sweater. Not that I had sweater money!" Ros reflected on the lean muscle he'd gained in recent months with inward satisfaction.
"Did the Chief take you for a beggar?"
Ros bristled at the suggestion. "Hell no! I've never begged in my life, I've always earned my keep!" his brief flare of indignation faded immediately. "No, he thought I was a refugee, from some starving backwater. Of course, I corrected him—after he bought me dinner!"
"Hah! The proper sequence," Rikad agreed, laughing.
"Anyway, he asked about my plans. I told him I was waiting till I was eighteen to join the army and serve the Emperor."
"You've certainly filled out since I met you, but I'm not sure you'd pass the army physical even now," Rikad cautiously speculated.
"The Chief was blunter about it. 'Yer so scrawny, a necromancer would find ya offputting, the army ain't gonna waste rations on ya.'" Ros imitated Stanisk’s gruff rural northerner accent.
"Hah! That sounds about right. Which makes your wearing company purple less clear than ever!" Rikad replied.
"Well, he asked if I knew my way around the city. I said I've tread every cobblestone here, so he offered me a job running letters and picking up parcels. Better work than sweeping alleys for a half-gluck and stale bread. I figured a fancy man like him would pay alright."
The waitress finally brought the next round, and Ros paused to take a long drink. Setting his mug down, he continued. "I walked into the Chief's office, and there he was behind that tiny desk with his book and quill. He looked like a cave troll trying to be a librarian. But I wasn't gonna laugh—it was still the Chief. He said, 'We don’t got a lot for now but I’ll give you a list in the morning, and see that it gets done.' I said ain’t fancy, I don’t know how to read! He didn't lose his cool. He simply nodded and said, 'Alright, just report to me in the morning, and we’ll get you started.' Oh, and he warned me never to speak to the Mage unless spoken to, which suited me fine."
Ros took another drink of his beer, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued. "I was hoping for five gee a day. I’d probably have done it for a lone gluck, to be honest. So imagine my shock when he apologised that he could only offer me twenty glucks a day!"
"Where were you living, that five would've been enough?" Rikad asked, curious.
Ros, slightly flushed from the beer, leaned forward. "Under a bloody hedge!" He burst into laughter at his own expense.
"That's rough man," Rikad commented, shaking his head.
Ros nodded. "It was, but it's behind me now. After a month or so of running errands, the Chief finally let me join the crew he was training. That's how I ended up a part of the elite guard of a learned lord mage."
Rikad, his face ruddy, pointed his finger at Ros’s chest. "It’s your attitude! You always train the hardest. It’s changed the whole team's tone."
Ros nodded again, serious. "I gotta! The fifteen hundred gee I make every month now is probably more than I did in the last decade. Total! I bet we make as much as a knight commander does leading a thousand soldiers!"
Rikad looked at him suspiciously. "Wait, a decade? Aren't you still a teenager?"
Ros shrugged. "It's been a long, hard time. Anyway, I know I promised to go to see that folk band with you tonight, but I'm spent. I think I might call it an early night." He finished the beer in two long gulps and stood up.
"I get it. Besides, tomorrow's Sunday. We can finally sleep in!" Rikad pointed out.
******
Ros woke to a frantic pounding on his bedroom door. It was still dark out.
“Go away! Keep it down! You’ll wake the whole house!” Ros grumbled, mostly asleep.
“Come on man! Emergency meeting at the training yard. We gotta go now!” Rikad hoarsely whispered.
“Ah, that’s not good!” Ros threw on some clothes and headed out the door with his friend.
“Think it has something to do with what Kedril and Jourgun were doing after work?” Ros asked.
“Maybe? That was hours and hours ago, and those guys are great, and they were with the Chief,” Rikad countered.
They jogged through the mostly empty streets. The moons were behind clouds, and the dew made the cobblestones slick. The faint flickering of their leviathan oil lamp cast strange shadows in the foggy night. The city felt on edge, too many people on the streets in the middle of the night, whispering. A few times Ros thought he heard something about thunder and demons, which did nothing to calm his growing panic.
“What if something happened to Mage Thippily? Are we all unemployed now?” Ros asked, knowing Rikad knew as much as he did.
“What is the business we guard? Something to do with magically formed super secret goods that no one was allowed to talk about. I think? I should have asked,” Rikad lamented.
Finally they made it to the yard, and Kedril was standing at the gate, torch held aloft.
“Good lads! Go into the workshop and take a seat. The Chief has some tea on.” Kedril’s voice was as calm and steady as ever, but his face was pale and drawn, and his eyes never focused on them, just scanned the night intently.
“Inside? Are you sure?” Ros had never gone inside; that was the single biggest rule.
Kedril just nodded. Ros and Rikad looked at each other for courage and moved forward. The big yard door to the workshop opened a crack, and warm light was spilling out. Rikad motioned Ros to go first, and he poked his head in, fully expecting to lose it.
“Oy, is that Ros? Git your scrawny ass in here,” Chief Stanisk rumbled.
The two men felt like flies exploring a web, but inside was surprisingly normal. Five other guards were already there, and the room was a lot like any other workshop. It had planked floors, shelves and tables and one corner was even converted into a kitchen. There were a few simple stools set up, and two incredibly luxurious loungers. Like everyone else, Ros and Rikad took a stool. The Chief gestured to a kettle and mugs for the tea, but no one seemed interested.
“What’s happening, is everyone okay?” Ros finally asked.
“Short answer is yes, for now.” Stanisk said calmly. “We’ll give the other lads a few minutes to get here, then I’ll explain.”
“Holy light, sir! You aren’t wearing your armour!” This unsettled Ros more than anything he’d seen all night, it was like seeing a bear shaved. Chief was just sitting there in trousers and a shirt, sipping tea. He’d never seen the Chief without armour.
“Needs cleaned,” he answered cryptically.
Follow up questions were interrupted by the rest of the men arriving, followed by Kedril and then Jourgun, who must have been watching the far gate.
“Alright, gather round, at ease.” Stanisk started. He looked relaxed which was probably a good sign.
“You lot were hired to protect the interests of our operations. There was an attempt on Mage Thippliy’s life tonight, at his meeting. Security Specialists Kedril and Jourgun did excellent work, and I have full confidence in all of your growing abilities. Our concern is there will be additional attempts."
There was a murmur of apprehension. The mage was the company. Without him there was nothing to guard. No one here wanted to lose their jobs, but they had been suspicious from the start. The pay didn’t match the work.
Stanisk paused as Mage Thipply and the elv, that had only been speculated to exist, came down the ladder from the loft. The mage was dressed like normal, in his brown pants and a white shirt, frameless glasses and a short well maintained beard streaked with grey. The elv was wearing an oversized sweater and long stockings. It had the effect of making her upper body look human, but with the long spindly legs of a shore bird. Her huge nocturnal eyes stared at them all unblinkingly, and her long narrow fingers with too many segments wrapped around a mug of tea. Ros was both intimidated and repulsed. It was like a bird or an insect pretending to be a person, but with eyes that had intelligence and cruelty.
“Ah! Um, thank you all for coming!” The mage was directly addressing them, Ros grinned despite his fears and worries. “There have been events over the last week or so that have culminated tonight, and I no longer think that our operation in Jagged Cove is viable.” The mage saw the reaction of the crowd turn sharply negative. He hastily added, “Of course I’m not closing up shop, we’re just moving to another location. A location outside of the capital region, and I’d like you all to join us.”
Ros sighed and leaned back in relief. This wasn’t bad news at all. He’d gladly move to the bottom of the sea for the Mage. He could feel his pulse returning to normal, as other people started asking questions.
“What? I can’t leave the city, I got a wife and kids!” a guard named Theros said.
“Oh, I just started dating a baker's apprentice, is there an option to stay?” Jourgun asked.
The elv stood up, and addressed the room with an icy indifference. “This is not a negotiation. There is a ship that is leaving in about six hours. If you are on it, you will remain employed. We have also made considerations for your families. They are welcome on the ship, and you can find new homes in the town we relocate to.” She subtly nodded to the Chief before continuing. “Chief Stanisk values your skills so highly that he convinced the board of directors to offer each of you a five year contract. The contract will have some additional employment conditions, but there will be a 5000 glindi signing bonus. Follow Chief Stanisk’s instructions to get on the boat, and we’ll see you there. Or not.”
She returned to the ornate chair, and the room erupted into chaos.
“Holy light! That’s so much!”
“I’d be insane not to sign!”
“Where are we even going?”
Ros grinned from ear to ear, what’s to decide? This was the best possible outcome! Free money to see the world! Packing his bags would take no time, and he could carry everything that mattered in one trip.
Stanisk took command of the room, “You with young ‘uns, we got the company wagons for you waiting, get a move on. I’ll take the mage’s personal wagon and do a loop to Kedril’s, Eowin’s and Klive’s. The rest of you, leg it! Meet back here in three hours and tell anyone what asks, that you took a job out of the city. Be vague! Come on, pick up the pace you helpless kittens!"
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2023.06.08 20:41 unknown0extra Myntra's Mixed Shipping Scam?
Guys, I don't know if this is the right place to post this. Do remove the post if it violates the community rules
Recently I placed a few orders from Etude House & Pigment Play during Myntra's sale. I placed 5 different orders to avail discounts. 3 of them were paid and 2 were COD.
Today, Myntra has shipped all 5 orders together and I received a mail stating that I have to pay a huge sum (including the orders I already paid and invoice for the convenience fee for the paid ones). What's happening here. I am not being able to wrap my head around it.
Has anyone else experienced something similar? Please let me know if anyone's COD & prepaid orders were shipped together and how much was asked to be paid in that scenario
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Recently I placed a few orders from Etude House & Pigment Play during Myntra's sale. I placed 5 different orders to avail discounts. 3 of them were paid and 2 were COD.
Today, Myntra has shipped all 5 orders together and I received a mail stating that I have to pay a huge sum (including the orders I already paid and invoice for the convenience fee for the paid ones). What's happening here. I am not being able to wrap my head around it.
Has anyone else experienced something similar? Please let me know if anyone's COD & prepaid orders were shipped together and how much was asked to be paid in that scenario
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There’s been a large white pigeon with black specks and a green leg tag hanging around McAllister Park for a few days. At first I figured it would just hone back home but now I think it’s lost. Haven’t been able to get close enough to get a good picture or see if there’s a number on the tag.
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2023.06.08 20:41 Interesting_Fall_210 How can I say this in a natural way?
I'm out right now, I'll send it to you when I get home if you want. (I'm going to send my audition videos to my friend for a job, this sentence is about her.)
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2023.06.08 20:40 DaveyJonas Best Ground/Bean Coffee in South Beach Area
I’m traveling to the South Beach area for a few days and I’m looking for local Miami coffee to take home. Whether it’s ground or whole bean, regardless of style, I’m looking for a few different varieties that have good notes/tastes without adding sugar or dairy.
Any direct roaster locations? Or grocery spots that sell local coffee? Any recommendations would be greatly appreciated!
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Any direct roaster locations? Or grocery spots that sell local coffee? Any recommendations would be greatly appreciated!
2023.06.08 20:40 kevsmakin Cooling cages
My home doesn't have ac so it gets above 80 sometimes. Is there a good solution for cooling just the cage? Im thinking of when im out over a weekend or on Vacation when Id just have someone look in on them.
How sensitive are chinchillas to heat? Does the cooling need back up power in the case of an outage?
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How sensitive are chinchillas to heat? Does the cooling need back up power in the case of an outage?
2023.06.08 20:40 xplodium90 What kinda scam is this?
I posted a Facebook marketplace ad for a couch. I got 10 identical messages saying they like the couch. They are out of town. Someone else will come get it. They will pay beforehand via Zelle. Everyone stops messaging once I say I’ll share when the people who want to pick it up come home to look at the couch. What’s the end game here?
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2023.06.08 20:40 Vampire_Duchess DNS Privacy and Filtering Preferences
Hi everyone,
I'm in the process of setting up another OpenWrt router, this is not for travel but for a home for improved privacy and security, and I'd love to hear your insights and experiences on a couple of aspects. I'm particularly interested in your thoughts on DNS privacy options and DNS filtering solutions.
I appreciate any insights, tips, or personal anecdotes you can provide based on your experiences.
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I'm in the process of setting up another OpenWrt router, this is not for travel but for a home for improved privacy and security, and I'd love to hear your insights and experiences on a couple of aspects. I'm particularly interested in your thoughts on DNS privacy options and DNS filtering solutions.
DNS Privacy Options: a) Stubby b) DNSCrypt c) HTTPS DNS Proxy d) Unbound e) Other (please specify)I'd like to know which DNS privacy option you prefer and why. Have you used any of the options mentioned above, or do you have a different favorite? If you've switched to DNS over TLS or DNS over HTTPS, please share your reasons for making the switch and any benefits or challenges you've encountered.
DNS Filtering Solutions on: a) AdGuard Home b) NextDNS c) Pihole (raspberry pi or linux server) d) Other (please specify)I'm also interested in hearing about your experiences with DNS filtering solutions. Have you implemented any of the solutions mentioned above, or do you have a different one in place? How effective have they been in blocking ads, malware, and unwanted telemetry? If you have any tips or recommendations for configuring and integrating these solutions with OpenWrt, please share them as well.
I appreciate any insights, tips, or personal anecdotes you can provide based on your experiences.
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