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Anne McCaffrey, author of the Pern novels, and recorded by A.S. Korra'ti
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Log Date:
	6/3/98

Log Cast:
	(People) Anra, Mehlani, K'ti, Ro, Asher, Tyrell (NPC), Chet (NPC),
Ketesar (NPC), Kymria, Erdrick, Aurian, Keller (NPC)

	(Firelizards) Mehlani's fair, Anra's greens, Devlin's brown, NPC
brown, NPC bronze

Log Intro:
	If there's one thing that can lift Mehlani's spirits in the midst of
the many months of hard work and stress that she's undergone ever since being
Searched for Leilanth's Clutch, it's the notion that her family has been in
ardent support of her status as a Candidate. This is brought happily home to
her when she discovers via her sister Anra's firelizards that her younger
sibling has arrived at Telgar Weyr to come and visit her -- and Mehlani quite
happily goes in search of Anra, looking forward to spending time with her
even if her irrepressible sister is bound to ask her disturbing questions
about her experiences with the young men of Telgar Weyr.
	However, neither Mehlani nor Anra have any real idea of what's in 
store for her courtesy of not one, not two, but six, count 'em, six of the
youths of the Weyr...

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Your location's current time: 16:24 on day 16, month 2, Turn 23, of the Tenth 
  Pass. It is a winter afternoon.

You walk past the lintel and into the wide living cavern.
Telgar Weyr's Living Cavern(#750RJM$)
This huge cavern is sufficently roomy to hold a large portion of the Weyr's 
  population without feeling cramped. There's always a bustle of activity 
  here. Fragrant dishes are constantly in prepartion for mealtimes: currently 
  for the evening meal. Drudges are always present, either cleaning under 
  Pierron's watchful eye, or helping fetch and carry. A myriad of glowbaskets 
  and many ever-lit hearths make the cavern warm and inviting despite its 
  size. The scents of cooking meats, baking breads and pastries, and the 
  pungent aroma of spices hang mouthwateringly in the air. It is little wonder 
  that those seeking to relax nearly always find their way here to do it. 
  Branches of evergreens and glistening winter berries are ornaments of the 
  season.
A short tunnel jaunts northward out to the bowl and the merry sounds of 
  cooking, chores, and laughter echo from the kitchen at the southeast end of 
  the cavern near the easterly passage to the rest of the lower caverns. 
  Within the lower caverns is an entrance to the infirmary weyr to care for 
  injured dragons and riders.
Contents:
Anra
K'ti(#3800PAIOce$)
Pierron
Obvious exits:
Lower Caverns  Kitchen  Bowl  

Pierron sniffs at the klah pot, and throws the old klah out with a look of 
  disgust.

Anra pops up out of her chair instantly. A blur later and she's launched 
  herself at her sister, "LANI!"

Walking with that peculiar kind of balance that only someone with a fire 
  lizard on each shoulder _and_ perching atop the battered brown hat on her 
  head can achieve, Mehlani makes her way into the cavern. She's surrounded by 
  several other fire lizards, too, all chittering at the tops of their lungs, 
  Anra's green Dirt in the middle. Multihued forms scatter in all directions, 
  though, as Mehlani, grinning sheepishly, is intercepted by her younger sib.

Not even waiting for 'Lani to speak, Anra pipes up with: "I get to stay until 
  the eggs Hatch! Isn't that great? And we were just talking about you and how 
  is being a Candidate? Are you looking forward to the eggs Hatching? Do you 
  think you'll Impress? What color do you want? Ma said she'd try to be here 
  for the Hatching. Maybe da'll come too! Do you think da'll come?"

K'ti's eyes widen a little and she just watches the girl.

Between Anra's torrent of questions and the inevitable sisterly hug and the 
  din of her sizeable fair -- augmented by Anra's own greens, and the 
  Minecraft-banded brown in the midst of the horde that looks to Mehlani -- 
  'Lani looks rather breathless. But she hugs Anra readily, and manages to get 
  the soft words "Dirt found me, yes!" in edgewise.

Anra hugs her sister back tightly, then tugs her over to a chair. "I knew she 
  would! Dirt's really good at finding people. Especially people she knows, 
  and I've taught them how to snitch a piece of wood from the instrament 
  workshop and bring it back to me but not a very big piece of wood 'cause 
  there's only two of them right now."

Mehlani is willingly tugged -- if nothing else since it's the rare Candidate 
  indeed who doesn't appreciate a chance to sit down. As the fire lizards keep 
  up their chatter, fluttering back and forth, with only bronze Holl managing 
  to hold his perch on 'Lani's hat, the older girl sinks into a chair and 
  gives Anra a warm smile, though it's more in her eyes than around her mouth. 
  "I'm glad you came," she murmurs.

Anra says "And I get to /stay/! Isn't it great?" She settles down in her 
  chair, though one could hardly call the squirming that takes the place of 
  sitting 'settling'. "How's it like at Telgar? Lots of things to do? And you 
  shouldn't tell anyone about my snitching wood 'cause then I'd get in trouble 
  and they'd make me scrub dishes again. I /hate/ scrubbing dishes. It's 
  always all the worst dishes."

Mehlani bobs her head in solemn promise to avoid snitching, as she reached up 
  to pluck Holl off the top of her hat. This is fine with Holl, as this means 
  he's going to get scritched, and the bronze parks himself happily in his 
  human's lap and croons steadily as he watches Anra. Mehlani, in the 
  meantime, with briefly crinkled brow, does a quick sort through her sister's 
  chatter to sort out the most relevant question, to which she answers 
  earnestly, "It's been... good, though Candidates are always very busy!"

Ro walks here from the Inner Cavern.
Ro has arrived.

Anra reaches over and scritches Holl too, without asking persmission. "Do you 
  still have boys drooling all over you and stuff? Did you push any of them 
  down in the stables like I said? I bet that stopped them!"

K'ti chuckles a bit then goes back to reading her hide scroll.

Ro walks into the living cavern, dust cloth in hand, and proceeds to give the 
  place a thorough dusting as she hums to herself.

Neither Holl nor Mehlani seem to mind that he's getting scritched; indeed, a 
  few more of 'Lani's fair converge on Anra, wanting their fair share. Elsi 
  and Wili creel at the girl, trying to find a way to perch on her, while 
  Mehlani turns visibly pink, and corrects as earnestly as she can manage, 
  "They... haven't ever been... 'drooling', Anra..." At least, not that she 
  knows. At least, so she hopes...

Anra happily expends some of her energy in scritching the various 'lizards 
  that find perches on her clothing. Her look at Mehlani's response is clearly 
  disbelieving, "But you /said/ they were acting all silly and goofy and, 
  well, /boy-like/. Y'know, like ma and da when they think no one's watching. 
  All kissy and stuff." She makes kissing faces in a somewhat derogatory 
  fashion. "It's icky."

Elsi and Wili take turns occasionally nipping at one another in competition 
  for Anra's attentions, while Mehlani turns pinker at the word 'kissy' from 
  her little sister. "Well, um," she begins, eloquently. And she pauses. Where 
  to go from there? She flails for a few moments before she manages to add, 
  "There are still, er, still boys... Ro!" This last, in sudden distraction, 
  as brown Munki zips off in Ro's direction, chittering playfully at her.

A small brown lizard flicks through the bowl entryway then circles the sisters 
  once. He trills, as though in success, then blips between with a flick of 
  his tail.

Anra shifts her gaze from her sister to this new person curiously. Fingers and 
  hands busy giving scritches and strokes to a myriad of 'lizards, Anra pipes 
  up, "Another Candidate?"

Mehlani lifts a hand off Holl to wave over to Ro, hopefully. "Ro is another 
  Candidate," she explains to Anra earnestly, "and my friend."

Ro smiles at Munki as she says to Mehlani "He's in a cheerful mood, now, isn't 
  he."

Mehlani flashes an actual smile at Ro, and beckons her over. "Ro... come meet 
  my sister Anra?" she invites.

Anra ohs. "Hi! I'm Anra. 'Lani's my sister." The comings and goings of the 
  unidentified brown are unremarked by the younger girl. The 'my sister' part 
  rings with possessiveness. Again, she looks to 'Lani, "Do you like them 
  being, well, boylike? Aren't they just really silly and stuff?"

Ro stops dusting long enough to join the sisters, bobbing her head as she is 
  introduced. She says "Your sister? I never would have guess. Hello...um, 
  Telgar's duties..."

Shards -- the attempt at distracting Anra off the topic didn't work. Mehlani 
  blushes again, clears her throat a little, and hedges, "Well... it's... all 
  rather confusing..."

K'ti quietly writes on her hide, her fingers flicking out easy letters with 
  black ink.

"Oh! Yeah, um," Anra looks at K'ti for a minute, "Harper's duties and stuff. 
  Um. I think that's right." To Ro, "And, yeah, Harper's duties and stuff." 
  Once again to her sister, "It wouldn't be if you'd just push them down at 
  the stables."

Ro lifts an eyebrow at that, listening with more interest.

Asher walks in from the bowl.
Asher has arrived.

Ro waves to Asher, a dusting cloth in hand.

"I... um... well, some of them don't really go _in_ the stables much," Mehlani 
  mumbles, blushing more brightly. Now that she's sitting again, Rianet claims 
  her shoulder as a perch.

Asher stomps his way into the cavern, spreading snow and firestone dust with 
  each stompstomp. The boy lifts his blue and black marked face to wave to Ro, 
  and than he taps the top of Mehlani's cap as he walks past her. "Why are you 
  still wearing that cap?" he wonders under his breath.

Mehlani, distracted, blinks and looks up at Asher. So, for that matter, does 
  Rianet on her shoulder, who chitters in apparent displeasure at the 
  disturbance of the hat.

Asher, who should KNOW BETTER than to touch The Hat, takes a bit of fruit and 
  bites at it, hovering over the serving table with his firestone-dusted self.

Anra peers closely at Asher for a minute, then whispers - not terribly quietly 
  - to her sister, "Is he one of the /boys/?"

Mehlani's behatted head snaps back around to her sister, in startlement. Um. 
  Er. Um. "That's... Asher," she manages, after regaining her composure. "He 
  is another Candidate... Asher," she adds, glancing at the boy, "this is my 
  sister, Anra..." In the meantime, Rianet settles down a little and 
  protectively curls her tail around 'Lani's neck and nudges at the side of 
  Mehlani's hat brim.

Anra considers Asher for a moment, then thrusts out a somewhat less than tidy 
  hand, "Hi!"

Asher considers Anra for a quiet moment, and than extends his own black hand, 
  wrapping it around the girl's gently. "Hello." He blinks green eyes 
  owlishly. "Did they kidnap you too?"

Another lizard, this time a little brazen bronze, comes winging through the 
  cavern and almost right into Mehlani. With both a happy and a surprised 
  cheep he breaks between in a fridged burst of air.

Mehlani, who's taken in a sigh of relief that the subject seems safely 
  diverted away from a) boys, and b) her hat, blinks at the bronze, who's 
  greeted with a flurry of surprised chitters from the representatives of 
  Mehlani's fair on hand.

Anra tilts her head a bit, "Kidnap me? Who would kidnap me? My mom would tear 
  them to pieces."

Asher ahems quickly, releases the hand that he's clasping. "I meant uhm. Not 
  kidnapped. Aha." He looks towards the nearest rider guiltily. "I meant, are 
  you a candidate? Really Mehlani, at least wear a different one....."

Ro rolls her eyes at Asher and goes back to dusting.

Mehlani puts in solemnly, "Anra has come to visit me, Asher..." Holl, having 
  lifted his head to eye that unfamiliar bronze who trekked in here, finally 
  lowers it again, shifting position in 'Lani's lap, to give her more access 
  to those parts of him which require more scritching. Which is to say, all of 
  them. Then Mehlani's brow furrows, and she considers Asher a few moments 
  before saying quietly, "I wear it because it was a gift."

Three boys walk in from the direction of the inner caverns. They're rather 
  dusty, somewhat worn out and of course just talking up a storm.

Anra shakes her head, "Oh, no. I'm just visiting until the Hatching 'cause 
  'Lani's my sister."

Asher looks at the girl, smiles a little bit, in his not-really-there way, and 
  says, "Very nice to have you here, Anra." He leans towards Anra, lifting a 
  hand to cup near her face, so that Mehlani can't see the words he whispers, 
  "Get her to change hats, won't you?"

Anra wrinkles her nose a bit, "It's not /my/ fault she wears the hat."

Asher sighs and leans away. A shake of the head for Mehlani....though it does 
  seem rather blasphemous to see all of her hair so short when it had been so 
  full and pretty once. He sighs again, and goes to get something to drink.

Anra, for her part, looks wistfully at her sister's short hair. "I wish ma 
  would let me cut my hair short."

Mehlani's features shift into a rather subtle, unfamiliar expression, though 
  only someone intimately familiar with her might recognize it as 
  stubbornness. Her expression takes on a kind of forthright contentment, 
  though she doesn't bother to elaborate on exactly _why_ that weathered old 
  hat continually rides in place atop her short, fluff-cropped hair. What she 
  does say to her sister, however, is a murmured, "I didn't choose the 
  haircut, but it makes more sense now anyway."

Ro chuckles "Stay around here long enough and you may end up having to have it 
  cut."

Anra touches 'Lani's shoulder lightly, "I bet," is the only response that she 
  makes. For once, the young girl is quiet.

Asher sighs loudly and audiably, turning about quickly. "I think it looks 
  fine," he declares, turns red beneath the scores of bruises on his face, and 
  looks back to the plate of food he was preparing.

Mehlani glances to Asher and gives him a shy little smile, then turns back to 
  her sister; Anra gets a similar smile. Still scritching Holl thoroughly, 
  coaxing a steady enough croon out of the bronze that he might be a purring 
  feline, she asks, "Is there any new news with Mother?"

Anra huffs a long suffering sigh. "Just endless speeches about how I should 
  look to the future and settle down a bit and I'm growing up and all this 
  stuff."

From the table the boys have taken over comes a bit more noise than normal, 
  perhaps some type of argument. It silents almost as fast just as one of the 
  boys, Tyrell perhaps, gets up and makes his way over towards the sisters' 
  table. He clears his throat and looks at Mehlani for a moment.

Mehlani starts to bob her behatted head to Anra; then, Rianet on her shoulder 
  chitters at that approaching youth, and Mehlani glances round at him 
  instead, brows rising in silent query under her hat brim.

Asher sits down near the other boys, but apart, to pick at his food in silence.

Tyrell puts his hands in his pockets and begins to sing. While his voice is 
  normally quite pleasing, it doesn't lend to music very well. "Yesterday... 
  all my troubles seemed to melt away, she turned that shy smile and it seemed 
  to stay. Oh I believe, it's Mehlani." With a little pause he continues, 
  "Suddenly, life is brighter than it could ever be..." My word, he's off key!

Mehlani had expected the lad to just ask her a question. When he breaks into 
  song, 'Lani's eyes go round as marks, and if her expression could be 
  translated into words, those words would be 'Oh no, not again...!' But she 
  says nothing, only stares in shock at Tyrell, while her fair abruptly starts 
  chittering in reaction to their human's abrupt shift in mood. Holl and 
  Rianet, closest to the boy, flare up and both eye him with warily whirling 
  eyes.

Chet, the dark haired boy in the back giggles a little as Ketesar picks up the 
  next part of the chorus. Tyrell is left standing with his mouth open. 
  "Mehlani, you just don't know what you do to me. All I've ever wa-nted to 
  say, is Mehlani, You look through me." His voice gets a bit louder "all I've 
  wanted to know, I know- you couldn't say..."

Kymria walks here from the Inner Cavern.
Kymria has arrived.
Kymria looks at you for a moment.

Erdrick walks in from the bowl.
Erdrick has arrived.
Erdrick walks quietly in.

Ro stifles laughter behind her hand as she watches her friend be serenaded.

Asher has appeared at Mehlani's elbow, having mysteriously made his way from 
  his seat to her side in moments. "Well, I say, you are wrong, She just 
  smiled at me today! Oh oh, Mehlani, Make up your mind and tell me what to 
  be." The brave child picks up her hand. "Should I seek your hand and woo you 
  to me?"

Erdrick walks over to Asher, pulls Asher's hat down and starts to sing as 
  well, "My heart beats faster and it seems to say, Oh I believe, it's 
  Mehlani. Yesterday, it's such a long game to play, Show me that you really 
  mean to stay. Oh Mehlani..."

Anra gives Tyrell an utterly horrified look. Clearly, she's spent too much 
  time at Harper Hall.

You can visibly track the progress of red across Mehlani's cheeks. Handily 
  concealing hat brim or no, her thunderstruck look is clear as day -- and 
  half her fair, realizing that Music is occurring, treacherously join in, 
  trying to pipe along. Never mind that they're about as off-key as poor 
  Tyrell. And fortunately for Asher, the 'lizard in 'Lani's lap is Holl and 
  not Arki, so the boy gets to keep his fingers. Finally, as _Erdrick_ joins 
  in, Mehlani looks rather dangerously close to falling off her chair.

Erdrick grins at Lani and slips out quietly.
Erdrick walks towards the inner cavern.
Erdrick has left.

Kymria steps in with swiftly sweeping motions - and stops in her tracks. The 
  outline of her mouth twitches involuntarily. The occasional note escapes her 
  strained countenance, even as she attempts to hold it in. 
  "Must...not...sing," she gasps, more to herself than any other. Though, of 
  course, it's plainly audible to any other anyway.

Chet, not to be outdone, is already near the group when he starts with his own 
  voice. It's young and almost soprano in sound. ".. Be close to me." he 
  finishes, "Why'd you have to go? I looked at you, you turned away..." It's 
  actually not bad.

Aurian walks here from the Inner Cavern.
Aurian has arrived.

An elbow meets Chet's shoulder and forward steps Keller from the other side of 
  the table. One of the lower cavern girls gasps and turns envious eyes to 
  Mehlani as he sings, "I think you were wrong, she likes *me* and that's 
  okay." His lips turn to that stunning smile and he finishes, keeping his 
  eyes on Mehlani, "Mehlani, turn your chin up and let me see your eyes. Their 
  expressions give me such a surprise..."

Asher grins at Chet, whom he maybe is nicer to than anyone else here, still 
  hanging onto Mehlani's hand and crouched at her side. It's hard not to sing 
  when it's just so catchy....

"Mehlani... stay clear for me..." Keller finishes. "Mehlani... be dear to me." 
  Several more cavern girls come from the kitchen at the voice, their eyes 
  hanging on Keller.

Aurian wanders in, her jaw drops as people appear to be singing.

Anra eyes the boys all signing like they were dangerous tunnelsnakes 
  discovered in the stores. Finally, the young girl pipes up with, hopefully 
  devastatingly, "They could, at least, learn to sing /first/." Clearly, all 
  this attention placed on her sister doesn't sit terribly well with her world 
  view. Especially not from /boys/.

Mehlani's blue eyes snap from young male face to young male face, continual 
  shock dominating her expressive features -- _especially_ when Keller chimes 
  in. Mehlani might be shy, but she knows swoonful when she sees it, and 
  Keller qualifies. Anra's comment gets her another shocked look from her 
  older sister; Mehlani, unsurprisingly, appears to have been stunned 
  speechless.

"How loverly," sings out a clear voice from near the lower caverns. Dark eyes 
  blink furiously, widening. Kymria adds almost innocently, "I didn't mean to 
  /sing/ that. Honest!" Starting again, she calls rather less musically to the 
  occupants of the living cavern, "That was /pretty/." What the comment says 
  for Kym's musical tastes is uncertain. She hops brightly upwards, a rather 
  odd sight, all in all.

Anra looks for a moment like she might actually kick this Keller person. But 
  she manages to restrain the sudden violence.

K'ti is peering up, her writing having stopped and several drips of ink 
  spreading across the hide.

Kymria's comment gets a lifted eyebrow from Ro, her wide eyed expression 
  clearly stating 'You must be totally insane."

K'ti says "Actually.. fer all I'm not one, I thought it romantically cute."

Asher smiles, dark brows curving in amusement. A light kiss for Mehlani's 
  cheek and he stands, shuffling back into the small crowd of other boys. They 
  all seem to fighting for a kind of unreachable sobriety.

Kymria's own dark brows curve into a rather more confused reflection of 
  amusement, before a wide smile breaks across her face. "Romantically cute?" 
  She asks, with hints of mischief coloring her quicksilver voice.

Mehlani shrinks a few inches in her seat, trying to look as inconspicuous as 
  possible. Difficult to do when you have a fedora on your head, and a green 
  fire lizard on your shoulder, and a bronze in your lap.

Anra hops up as her sister shrinks, several firelizards tumbling into the air 
  with loud squawks, "You're all making her embarassed! Go away!" Anra's words 
  are fierce, as is her expression, as she stands both protectively and 
  possessively between her sister and the boys.

Keller offers a winning smile towards the center of the masculine attention, 
  Mehlani. He then sits down and starts at his dinner again. At Anra's display 
  he gazes at her and asks, "who's that?"

Swatting the back of Asher's head without a thought, Chet playfully calls, 
  "You /are/ embarrassing her! Go do your chores!"

Aurian with a wide eyed look at Mehlani, She mutters to Mehlani, "It... my... 
  heart."  She chuckles down at her friend.
You sense Aurian with a wide eyed look at Mehlani, "It looks like you took my 
  advice to heart." She chuckles down at her friend.

Blue Enri wings down to claim Mehlani's other shoulder, eyeing the collection 
  of youths in a grand fire lizard imitiation of Stern Steward. Or perhaps, 
  Crufty Old Weyrlingmaster. The rest of her fair -- at least, the portion of 
  her fair that's present, there's still no sign of Arki -- wings in curious 
  circles around and around the boys. Elsi and Wili, arguably even more 
  cognizant of swoonfulness regardless of the fact that they're fire lizards, 
  go winging closer to Keller.

Asher ouches as he's smacked, and stumbles his way towards the bowl again. "It 
  wasn't me,"he protests. "Maybe if the group of you could sing like /I/ sing-"

Erdrick walks here from the Inner Cavern.
Erdrick has arrived.

Mehlani, in the meantime, is profoundly silent, no doubt trying to remind 
  herself that she does actually possess the ability to talk. She finally 
  manages to blurt out huskily, "Um... er... thank you, all..." _I think..._ 
  "It's... alright, Anra, don't worry..."

Erdrick walks in quietly, slipping over to the klah pot without a word, though 
  some might notice a rather odd grin on his face.

Aurian chuckles and pats Mehlani's back becuase the shoulders are adorned with 
  firelizards, "Could have been worse."

Kymria's discomfort grows more and more obvious. She edges towards a nice, 
  central spot, lips curving into a sad pout. Envy glitters in her expressive 
  eyes as she turns a glance briefly towards Mehlani, then towards the males. 
  She begins to hum softly, and there's something about her pose that suggests 
  she's seeking out an appropriate song to sing.

Anra peers over her shoulder at her sister, not quite willing to step down the 
  hostility. Finally, she harumphs. "They better not do it again," comes the 
  young girl's threat. Stomping, and followed by two noisy greens, she heads 
  towards the bowl. Sullen.

"Whoever it is," says Chet from his spot, a little loud, "she's kind of cute.."

Mehlani's face remains flooded crimson, and as Anra turns to stomp off, she 
  surges to her feet, blurting, "Oh, Anra, but--"

Erdrick glances from Anra to Mehlani, sitting down with a mug of klah.

Asher avoids Anra with a noiseless side-step, and peers at the girl with a 
  solemn expression. "I think she'd be cuter with shorter hair...." he offers.

Anra spins about as she catches Chet's words, mouth open to deliver a stinging 
  retort -- only to discover that she doesn't have one! Eloquently, she 
  harumphs again, and continues on her way out.

"Wait, wait, I'll show you Nightsong," Mehlani cries out, thinking desperately 
  of an excuse to flee. Holl falls out of her lap, but gamely wings into the 
  air after her.

Anra pauses long enough to wait for her sister.

K'ti gathers up her hide and ink and shakes her head a couple of times. She 
  whistles her offtune way out of the caverns.

Asher steps back even further as Mehlani rushes past him. "They're both 
  kissable," he offers for the sake and well fare of the rest of the cavern.

K'ti walks down the short tunnel and out into the bowl.
K'ti has left.

"Please excuse us," Mehlani pipes, her voice cracking a little, as she manages 
  to beat her sister out into the Bowl.

You walk down the short tunnel and out into the bowl.
Southern Bowl(#396RJL$)
Contents:
Asabeth
Rhonneth
Veyath(#3233Jaepqs)
Obvious exits:
Living Cavern  Central Bowl  Weyrleaders' Complex  Outer Infirmary  Guest Weyr 
   Records Room  

Anra comes out of the short tunnel from the living cavern.
Anra has arrived.
Anra makes faces, "Boys. Yuck."

[End log.]