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Ah, well I am just writing to say congratulations! Er-- well I suppose it's due, isn't it? It has been a full year for some of you and we're... well we're certainly closer to finding the shards and completing the Piedra Roja than we were before, so good on you! I don't know how you're going to manage to take the final pieces from the hands that hold them but we'll run screaming across that burning bridge when we...ah...run to it.

At any rate, though I am a humble Meep who hasn't been with you this entire journey-- Well, I have just that you haven't noticed because Mistress quite enjoys the verbal sparring from time to time-- It's still been a great journey and I would like to thank you for all your incredible hard work.

I... Just wish it hadn't come along with causing so much widespread devastation.

...So I am proud of some of you?

At any rate, Mistress has been cackling over some kind of 'Anniversary Gift' that may manifest in week or two so...be warned, I'm afraid. Not that she doesn't have good intent--

Well her intentions aren't neccessarily evil.

Until said time, keep sailing on, my friends!

And try not to destroy anything....

Please

Humble Love and Regards,
Marshall Evans Earnest Persimmon II (aka Meep)

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Better not be any more damn chickens. I'm about ready to throw that rooster overboard.

You are not a fan of the cockrel? They can be quite irritating at times, I agree. Of course where I grew up it was rare to see a cockrel unless he was already on my plate. So I suppose you would call him dead meat! aha

I think I may need to throw up a little...

In any case, no, I do not believe chickens are involved. I could be wrong. It has been known to happen on occasion. Of course I could ask her whether chickens were involved but I am afraid she would either lie or otherwise get ideas that are probably better for everyone for her not to get. Mistress is a smidge on the capricious side, if you haven't caught on.

Though if it is chicken related, at least you would have a steady supply of eggs. That isn't so foul is it?

You see because it is a pun since chicken are fowl and it sounds like foul, though for the most part the meanings are dissimilar.

On the other hand, I've yet to meat a pleasant chicken...

Yet I have met some rather pleasant pheasants! aha

No, that is a lie, I'm afraid. The pheasants I've met I've been unable to gauge their pleasantness as they were likewise dead on the plate, but I am sure they were quite nice in their prime. Though, how does one judge a pheasants pleasantness any way? Is it the plumage? Is it that they don't chase after you and peck at your ankles? It is one of the mysteries of life.

...what are you on, Meep? Damn. Those were terrible.

If the lady is in a mood, I'll be happy if we can just keep rains of food out of it this time.

[clearly this means whatever is going to happen will be worse and he will learn not to open his big mouth]

Currently I am on a nice Madovian Era Settee that is actually a reproduction of a style two hundred years earlier than that. It's quite nice and plush and has tassels. I think tassels add a little bit of flair, don't you?

I am afraid that nor excessive or strange medicines are excuses for my terrible puns, so I apologize. I'm a bit lonesome, you see. Mistress has been preparing for quite some time. Though between you and I, I wouldn't mind a nice shower of pastries compared to what she usually has in mind.

You're a weird one. I like that.

Nooo no sweets. I get enough o' that with the crew I've got.

In that case, what would you prefer? The Mistress doesn't usually care to cater to requests but perhaps if there was something you were sorely looking forward to, I could slip in a subtle hint or two. Except... there's as an equal chance for success as there is a chance that it will backfire horribly and we will all regret it.

Uh.

If it's gonna backfire, then I ain't makin' any requests. Nope. Let's keep it nice and normal, eh?

Probably for the best, all things considered. There is enough happening without adding more chaos to things. Dear, oh dear if only-- Well-- we can't change the past, can we? Merely press onto the future and hope that things work out for the best.

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