Time Out Called.
Due to the possibly sporadic nature of my internet access over the next 10-12 days, and since everybody is in a nice safe place where nothing bad will happen unless they do it to themselves (Jack, Aaron... play nice), I am calling a Time Out at this point in the game, while I run off to the balmy tropical shores of Sweden for a well-deserved holiday, consisting of (I'm told) sun, sea, and sand.
I've been promised sun-drenched golden sands, palm trees waving in the gentle breeze, and swimming with fish that are living gems of the ocean. I've packed my shorts, sandals, and sun cream, and I expect to be sporting a healthy tan upon my return.
Just kind of hang around the hospital until about the 13th, when I'll be back and fit for posting. You'll find the coffee machine just down there, and a cafeteria a bit further along. Try to stay out of trouble.
You too Berd... I don't want a repeat of the last incident, or Cyan will be short half a drake. Clear?