"So, the capital of Ozerbord has moved and Borrd is no longer under siege," she said to herself. "I think I'm going to miss that place."

"But, my lady, you hardly visited Ozerbord," her fairy partner, Miguel, commented.

eatpraylove laughed. "True, but any place where I don't need to make a new set of papers on my first visit is a good place. Honestly, parts of Weab can be so bureaucratic sometimes, it's almost oppressive. Especially the Federation, good Goddess." She gestured to a desk drawer crammed with letters and forms from various scholars.

Miguel's mother piped up from atop the china cabinet she was cleaning. "Begging your pardon, my lady, but bureaucracy's a walk in the park compared to being captured by some barbarian child and promptly forgotten about. I don't suppose humans have experience with being captured?"

"No, and I thank the Goddess for my freedom every day," eatpraylove replied. "I'm sure Teebor will become as strong and lively as Ozerbord was one day."

The Knight Jumper grimaced, rudely roused from a rather rambunctious dream. "Why do you bother me so early, Tristram. 'Tis the new year! Do not bother me til' it tis what twas not tomorrow, tonight...twill be...twas..."

"Ser, the new year twas four days ago, ser. Five by some's measure. An' this news is 'portant!"

Jumper blinked, rubbing away the alcohol soaked sleep from his eyes. "Four days? Rainbow's Wings..." He motioned towards the squire, knocking aside mugs of Faust knows what for reading room. When he saw the seal of Ozerbord, the already throbbing headache penetrated deeper in his skull. "What now, Lord?"

His eyes widened.

He read again.

They widened yet more.

"Tristram?"

"Yes, ser?"

"Saddle up a strong work horse. Load her with a barrel of that new Bronee whiskey. Once that's done, if I am not dressed and ready, you are to assist me."

"At once ser. If I may?"

"Always."

"Where are you headed to?"

Jumper gazed deep upon the letter. "Making a trip to Ozerbord. The main pub, if you must ask. And no, not for myself." He headed up the stairs, handing the opened letter to Tristram, motioning approval. "For our Lord Protector."

The T-board doesn't load whatsoever on boatnet.

My email is above. Bug me there for issues. The bug where you couldn't preview when editing a post has been fixed (it was literally a one line change).

I have also added an "RP" tag.

The header is located at app/views/posts/_header.html.erb in the main repository. Dann and I have the ability to make changes directly to that, so please either send text to us or fork T-Board and make a pull request (if you have absolutely no idea what that last bit means, you can probably ignore it).

Does anyone have suggestions for how to handle email sends? I'm currently using my personal Gmail account for outbound, which could be bad. Could someone maybe make an email account for T-Board to use? (I guess I could do it, if no one objects).

Also, the host I'm using limits/will limit the T-Board to being awake for 18 out of 24 hours. (If no one goes to the Board for 30 minutes, it falls asleep until someone goes there again.) This is obviously bad, so I'm still open to anyone who has something resembling a hosting suggestion.

Baron Thanasius Ampelius stared out of the library's window, not quite seeing the vista Skypcht's height afforded him. The townsman who brought him the mail stepped closer to the fireplace, rubbing his hands together.

Neither of them moved for a time, the townsman warming his hands and the Baron deep in thought. Finally, the Baron got up from the wide windowsill and went to his desk, where he quickly scribbled a few words on a scroll and sealed it. He went and tapped the townsman's shoulder. "Bjartur, would you be so kind and carry this to my friends at the monastery?"

"What?" Bjartur glanced up. "Oh. Certainly, milord. Though I hope...?" He looked at the fireplace.

"Take your time," the Baron said. "We are in no rush. The land will feel the effects of Eagleshadow's ousting for many a day."

Lady Iximaz finished reading the scroll that had been delivered earlier that day and set it aside, drumming her fingers on the desk.

"What is it?" her brother, Foon, asked. He was leaning against the desk, propped up on his elbow, and playing with one of her quills. "Don't tell me we're going to have to cancel riding."

"No, we can still go. It's just..." Lady Iximaz sighed and began pushing the scroll around her desk. "I hate to speak ill of my peers, but to be frank, the Eagleshadow has been more concerned with extending his influence than asserting his power as Ozerbord's protector. But it would appear as though his role as such has been usurped by Sir Tomash."

Foon's eyes went wide. "Wait, what?! When?"

"Just yesterday, it would seem." Lady Iximaz stood, smoothing down her rumpled tunic. "That would at least explain the sudden disappearance of the Inter'Nelerors. Sir Tomash has found a way to drive them off."

"That's... a little worrisome, actually," Foon replied, frowning. "What sort of man is he to wield such power?"

"A man like any other," Lady Iximaz said, shrugging. "And you're not the one to talk, O Great and Powerful Sorcerer."

Foon shrugged. "You saw what happened when I tried to fight the beasts."

"The Inter'Nelerors are but one threat," Lady Iximaz said calmly. "But come, let us not darken your Name Day with such thoughts. We shall go riding together, and when we return, the cook will have prepared a hearty dinner for us. Tomorrow, I will visit Baron Huinesoron."

"I don't envy you," Foon said under his breath as his sister strode out the door. He sighed and followed after her.

Because I get the impression he's not really up to date when it comes about doing his job, if we go by the scenes involving him.

He linked to a post of his on T-Board saying yourwebapps' service provider got attacked, hence the downtime.

It always struck me as slightly odd that our main Board and hideaway Board used the same server. Smacked a bit of putting all our eggs in one basket.

'Cause I still need to back up all those RPs.

—doctorlit the monomaniac

We would have a Board which wouldn't depend of the same server, and testing could be done. I would even have a suggestion for the testing: Could we try to set a new Gallifreyan Scrabble party? Maybe more people would participate this time, and the regualr posting, pictures included, would put to test the abilities of the T-Board.