Lonely Isles, Day 3 report:
After noticing some of the workers sitting on the ground in the stockpile to eat dinner yesterday, the leader decided this simply wouldn’t do and comissioned the setup of a temporary dining area, with stone tables and luxury stone chairs.
Everyone was so happy to hear, there was a rush from all parts of the island and all jobs in progress to help set it up for the community!
The almighty leader commented about needing some umbrellas to make the setup perfect. We were not sure what she meant by that.
We were also pleasantly surprised when a new pioneer washed up on our shore introducing himself as Tharlite Ogrish
LOOK AT THE ADORABLE FRIEND THAT MILES MADE TODAY! LOOK AT HIM! LOOK AT THE CUTENESS!
Ahem, sorry, this is why we try to refrain from letting the leader write the reports…
After work entirely stalled on construction even when an order went out to not mine or haul, the leader got very angry and ordered it to be torn down…
We expected to see new orders for that spot the moment it is cleared, as possible…
GASP! A sudden varanus!
RUN, MILES, RUN!!!
No, D’Lanara, run! RUN!
Good girl!
Oh no, Miles!
Hazumu and Tharlite have had enough of you, foul beast!
Nothing to see here, citizen. Move along.