Uncle Tobias Archives
March 9, 2009
Stacy: It's a Spurkey!
He etched the necessary symbols into the delicate egg shell, taking care to avoid breaching the membrane. Life, growth, strength and health symbols were added to the four cardinal points, stability to the bottom, and future to the top. What good was a new species if it could not propagate itself?
He added the egg to an urn filled with water from the Spring, then dropped in a turkey feather and several spiders. The contents would steep for nine days, the essential humors of the ingredients working their way into the egg. After incubation and hatching, turkey legs for everyone!
March 11, 2009
Stacy: A New Friend
Cori loved to wander the wilds around Uncle Tobias’ house. Every day after lessons she collected her journal and went exploring. On the agenda for today was the freshwater spring, and a closer look at that weird hill in the center.
She stood at the edge of the pond, gazing at the moss-covered mound, when a deep, rumbling voice seemed to emerge from the ground.
“Well, aren’t you going to introduce yourself?”
She gaped as the front of the hill opened one great Cori-sized eye and regarded her sleepily.
“I am Heironymus,” the giant tortoise said. “Nice to meet you.”
March 24, 2009
Stacy: In the Character Lounge
“What’s she doing,” asked Patience.
“Procrastinating,” answered the Jack impatiently.
Uzi shushed him.
“Quiet, you. In such a hurry to return to the scene of the crime, are you?”
The Jack glared, Uzi glared back.
Cori snorted, most unladylike.
“You all complain, but every last one of you is kind of in a tight spot right now. Just enjoy the calm while it lasts.”
A chorus of jeers greeted this suggestion.
Comnard Vertnor beeped irritably, tentacles curling.
“You Hu-mans, so noisy! I should eliminate you all.”
Vertnor turned puce as Patience drew her pistol, cocked it meaningfully.
“Patience,” she said.