Horrors and unhappiness have been helped, hopefully, by heroic
efforts, to bring on halcyon days! ha! Yes, we've worked, Woven,
and worried, wreaking havoc, and finally become weary in welldoing
to bring you all some few glimmers of sunshine through our
unstinting efforts to uncover entomological exigencies.

In short, some few things that weren't right, now are! And for
the impatient among you, skip the soliloquy, aVoid the verbiage,
and see at the end for a sourpuss summary.

Enraged bedsters discovered that their rants and raves were
being classfully broadcast despite their presence in bedded bliss.
No more! We have taught the classed to observe with diligence
and due dignity the discretion dictated (for those in beds).

Singular? Plural? What's in a non-apostrophised "s" I ask you?
Some found that our help scrolls were somehow strangely at odds
with each other, and that HELP VENOM and HELP VENOMS said different
things! Aghast, we approached this situation with care, wearing
venom-proof clothing of course, and found that something was
truly amiss, and needed no longer to be. Vanquished!

Some situation showed sufficiently similar to seize our
attentions somewhat - TATTOO and TATTOOS. Same solution!

Nearsighted SQUINTERS the realms around will sigh a breath of
sweet savour as they enjoy their squinting unhindered by such
(former) distractions as hidden doorways showing up in the wrong
direction, and other such nonsense.

Iconic area scrubbers report their attempts at organisation have
finally come to full fruition. Yes, though the dastardly artists
of graffiti (singular: graffito!) were there first, now buckets
will be sloshing merrily across Nishnatoba in answer to those
graffitic embellishments, organised neatly into bucket brigades
of washerwomen and their allies.

Mystified adventurers reported their partial ability to attempt
blessing each other, DESPITE having no knowledge of the skill.
Strange as it may seem, nearly anybody COULD try this, and
would indeed be unbalanced by the act, though nothing did, nor
could possibly result except embarrassment and failure. Evil and
pernicious creatures have been blamed with this turn of events,
though they remain unidentified. When asked how he knew that these
creatures were pernicious, or who they were, or that they were to
blame, the Weaver was unavailable for comment.

Heralds shouted for joy at the introduction of a new heraldic
tincture - carnation. This ancient, but lesser used tincture,
is classed as a colour (rather than a metal or fur) and is closest
to the colour pink in rendition.

Those bored and often snappy people involved in TTT(al)T -
Things That Take a long Time (chiefly representing those that
work with totems and wormholes) now find themselves able to do
much, much more without disturbing their activities.
"I can't believe it!" said one unnamed serpent, "used to be if
I breathed wrong, boom! no way to keep going. Now I can do all
sorts of stuff. At least I think I can." TTT(al)T can now check
abilities, how Immortals feel about them, rankings, how long
their current punishments are going to last, and even talk in
parties without disturbing their work.

Angry Heralds stormed the Garden a few months ago demanding that
emblazoned pikes not be disturbed in any way by the very gentle
and careful pressing of bodiless heads upon them, which they
universally describe as a gentle and low-energy procedure that
could not possibly disturb existing emblazoning. After several
blackened corpses were dragged away from the gates of the Garden,
a soberer group approached, humbly petitioning for aid in
preserving emblazon, but making no demands. This second group's
request was granted, and now blazons will be clearly visible
even on pikes decorated with a severed head.

Tired of that same old place? Not really liking getting a TIME
out from your local Monk? Not any more you won't be! Yes, monks
have a new, shiny place to banish you to. They seem all excited
trying it out too. Congratulations, monks, but don't overdo it.
Oh yes, and banish-ees may also find that they don't become
permanently trapped in this new place as often as they did in
the last. We hope so anyway!

The three groups of practitioners of necromancy (quick quiz:
can you name them? see below for answer) - these 3 groups have
been perplexed as of late, because their AB NECROMANCY list
seemed completely unrelated to their abilities as they gained
them. Careful inquiries revealed the activities of a completely
drunk fairy who was involved in scribing up those lists, and
whose coming death will probably prove very instructive to all
future candidates for employment in the Garden.

Some folks pushing eyes found that what should've happened
wasn't. Oh my! Well, it is now, and don't tell a soul. We won't
mention anything about location, or it being in Azdun, or any
thing. And we know you won't either.

SOURPUSS SUMMARY
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Classwho and Class now respect bedrooms.
HELP VENOM and HELP VENOMS are now in line with each other.
Same with HELP TATTOO and HELP TATTOOS.
Squinting shouldn't be messed up by hidden exits any longer.
Scrub works in Nishnatoba.
Some BLESSes don't take bal any more if you haven't the skill.
Implant/Uproot/Splice/Cancel are now disturbed by fewer things.
Kai banish now goes to a new place (not TIME).
Necromancy ab lists now line up for apostates, outcasts, and
infernals (there's your answer from above!)
Push eyes now works in one place where it should've, but didn't.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Valnuary, in the year 417 AF.