Greg wrote: > >>> Woof sticks his head out the hatch and spies Ricardo. "Ricardo! > >>> I'm doing that research paper on the Hootish! Ask him where > >>> they are!" > >>> > >> Ricardo rolls his eyes. "Our steward and his correspondence > >> courses. Sociology it is, this time." He shrugs. "Still as > >> hobbies go it's nice, quiet and it doesn't involve noxious > >> chemicals or explosives. He wants to visit a local Hootish > >> community. Are they ok with visitors? I assure you he's > >> harmless." > > > > Mitwell chuckles saying to Ricardo, "Sounds like many a boffin I've > > run into over the years." > > > > Then he calls out to Woof, "You'll have to go a ways to find the > > Hootish. Their main colony is on the southern continent, a couple > > of thousand klicks from here. There are a few small farming > > communities east of here, but just a few. If you want the real > > Hootish experience, you'll have to head south. I promised to play > > tour guide for some folks on the /Blue Rain/, if you want to come > > along I'm sure you'd be welcome." > > "That would be wonderful, Sir!" he calls. "The rearing of children > in the Hootish community as opposed to the rearin' of cubs in the > vargr pack. Well behaved vs Natural selection and pecking order. > When are you going, and do I need to make arrangements to meet with > children?" "Tomorrow, I expect." Mitwell says, "It'll depend on the folks over on the /Blue Rain/. They're the ones that were setting it up. I think they are looking for cargo, not science." "And I don't know about meeting with children." he says, "You'll have to speak to an Elder to get permission, and then speak to one of the village Creche Mothers. They raise all their young'uns in communally, you know." Eris AKU GM
