Eunie’s pondering getting herself a tattoo. That or getting one she’s already got modified, at least. Said as much last night. See, she’s still got those three lines on one forearm from when she fainted in the city that one time and had a night elf sneak up on her, try tattooing her with a man’s reproductive organs. Didn’t get all that far in, thankfully enough, but she’s still got the lines to remind her of the occasion. Guess with me getting mine done the other day, she’s gotten to wondering whether she might get them altered a little, maybe see if somebody could figure out how to work them into a tree or vines or something along those lines. Y’know, something a little druid-y. Will say, she’s never really struck me as the sort to get a tattoo willingly, but I guess the fact that I’ve got one now and she’s already got the beginnings of one there’s enough to tip her over the edge. Guess it’d hardly be the biggest change she’d have made since she left the abbey, if she does go ahead and get it done. Think one of her main concerns about going through with it’d be the pain. Told her mine didn’t hurt all that much, but that’s probably equal parts that it wasn’t on too sensitive a part of my body and that I’ve been through enough pain in my time that it doesn’t seem so bad. Sort of pain you get from a tattoo gun doesn’t exactly rank up there with getting cooked in your own armour or having your back whipped until it’s torn to shreds. She might not have so much of an advantage in either of those respects, but figure she’d still be able to put up with the pain enough to get it done if she does wind up deciding to go ahead with it. She doesn’t really wear short-sleeved dresses all that often, at least outside of summer, so wouldn’t get shown off all that much, but don’t think either of us’re really the sorts to get something like that just for the purposes of showing it off to other people.
Might’ve carried on that line of conversation of Gloria hadn’t gotten to yanking at Eunie’s braid. She’s getting to be really grabby now. Not quite at the stage of crawling around, but I’d doubt she’s all that far off it with as active as she seems to want to be, always waving around or trying to get a hold of things. Month or so, maybe. Thinking I’ll have to dedicate some time at work to building a barrier to go in front of the fireplace for when she does reach that stage, just to make sure we don’t wind up with any unfortunate accidents occurring. Hopefully just basic metal grill should do the job, long as she doesn’t wind up figuring out how to climb over it or anything like that. Wouldn’t put it past her, actually, smart as she seems to be turning out thus far. Speaking of work, Eunie’s made a start on that coconut palm project of hers. Planted one down by the shore of the pond. She’s pumped a little magic into it already, but guess it could be a little while yet ‘til we start seeing growth even with her there to help it along. Potentially a few months until the fruit or seeds or whatever you’d call them are at the stage that they’ll be ready to eat, but I figure it’ll be worth the wait, long as keeping the tree alive doesn’t wind up taking the wind out of her sails too much. Might have to start looking around, trying to find recipes that’ve got coconut in them. Could be good for baking, maybe a good addition to slices or something along those lines. Guess we’ve got a decent while yet to figure things out for certain.
Eunie wound up heading to bed at that stage, but I stayed out a little longer, took Gloria for a bit of a wander. Got a letter sent off to that Bellinger guy just saying he’s welcome to come talk to us whenever the chance presents itself. After that, just wandered on over towards the Cathedral District. Wound up meeting Matthes there. This woman’d apparently made some kind of threats towards his manhood, but otherwise sounded like he was getting on alright. No bullet wounds or anything like that to complain about. Apologised about not having stopped by the visit Gloria, not that it bothered me all that much. Figured they were just busy. Sounds like it might be taking Sarah a little while to settle back into things, now that she’s back. From what he was saying, was one stage there where she was talking about not coming back at all, but don’t know if she was actually all that serious about that. Am glad she didn’t wind up going ahead with that. Those two’re good friends, after all. If she’d be up to it, thinking I might have to get Sarah to take me north some time, see if she could get them to let me see the blacksmiths who got her armour modified for her. Seems like they did a pretty solid job, at least looking at it from a distance. Then again, not a Strom, so don’t know they’d let me in that temple thing of theirs even if she was with me. Lot of odd traditions around the whole vindicator thing, not that I’d describe them that way with Sarah within earshot. Having her on board kinda seems like it might be a change for the better for the whole organisation. Y’know, chance to change things a little, move away from what they have been in the past. Don’t know how likely it is to survive otherwise, considering what little’s left of Stromgarde nowadays.