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[beshackled]

[It's that fellow with the glowing red eyes again. And this time, he looks... tentatively happy? Quite the reverse of some of the general sentiments being posted in the most recent of days.]

Greetings. Pray forgive my neglect of checking these devices as of late. I ought to have checked more frequently... but, I confess, I became so absorbed in assisting with the matter of housing that I did little else this past moon.

On that subject, I am pleased to say that a number of small houses have been completed. Those we brought back from the desert worked hard on them, so I am sure they shall be pleased to see them put to use.

Ah... on another subject, I have yet to check over much of what I have missed, but did anyone else have an unrelated transmission involving mysteriously-appearing tattoos come up when they activated their charm?

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[beshackled]

[Even though Erichthonios was there during the building process in question, his gaze still follows Emet-Selch's sweeping gesture.]

Aye. I did witness some of the process when I was creating tools for them...

[Temporary though they were... At least they did they job they needed to do.]

They seemed to know what they were doing. Mayhap they are accustomed to building similar structures? Efficiency does tend to improve with experience...

[emet_sulk]

I suppose. Hardly any point in complaining about the work being done too soon. I would hardly have liked for them to work more slowly.

[ He'll be grateful to finally move out of the inn. ]

...My thanks again. I did not imagine I would be able to have a place for myself already.

gently starts wrapping this up...

[beshackled]

I am glad it is to your liking.

[It feels good, to be able to do something of benefit to his people.]

I shall return to the inn. If you have need of me, I keep the charm they gave me on my person.

[While different than what he is accustomed to, it is also close enough that he feels more comfortable using it than the devices others have started to tinker with.]

[emet_sulk]

Aye.

[ He waves Erichthonios off before turning away, lost in his own thoughts. If they need anything of him, they can contact him the same way. ]

[beshackled]

Rest well.

[Given his leave, Erichthonios departs, making his way to the inn. There is much yet he wishes to check on.]