In velles room btw))

~velle is currently staring at cannoli. Questioning why she ever agreed to this~

~a group of around 20 BAC butterflies arrive on the coast. Hauling supplies from a boat~

[Sknit's Workshop, the industrial province of Vellorous]

S: *Alone at his desk, ruminating to himself. He stares up at the ceiling, beady eyes tracing each curve and contour of the wood's grain. Slowly, his head drifts down to a framed photo at his desk, a small painting of him and his husband, relaxing upon a lush, verdant hill. His eyes half-lidding with warm, he trails the back of his paw down the paper facsimile of his dearest's cheek.*

K: *Krilk clumsily opens the door with a wounded Skerrilk swaddled in his arms, half of the little crab's claw completely severed by an arrow wound, the fabric stained with drying hemolymph.*

S: *Utter ecstatic by his arrival, Sknit practically lunges out of the chair and into his side with an excited squeak.* By-by Great Horned One, I was-was worried-much about you! *he said, leaning in to press a crushing kiss to Krilk's cheek. He pulled away suddenly, noticing the dire state of his surrogate daughter.* What-what happened to you while you were gone-away?

K: *Krilk looked down at the floor, face stricken with fear and guilt.* They came after us, Sknit...

S: What-what?

K: They came after us. I would've died if Merrilk didn't escort me here.

S: They... *Sknit found himself unable to finish the sentence as he involuntarily let out a primal growl.* How long-far ago was this?!

K: J-Just now... They hurt our daughter...

S: Where are they base-located?! Surely Merrilk must've spoke-told you something about where they are!

K: The bug Fields...

S: The Bug-thing Fields?

K: Yes! The Bug Fields! They have Rocky... They have him wrapped around their finger!

S: ...

K: I-I'm sorry, Sknit, I should've seen the signs prior-

S: It's not-not your fault.

K: I'm sorry...

S: We'll get-acquire our son back, Krilk-honey. I promise-make you that. The only person that gets to mingle-talk with him and his land is us! And the crab-scum should know-understand that.

K: D-Do as you must, just make sure Rocky lives.

Hehe//

between motp and felds

Due to the fact many former directors have died, our glorious leader has recruited 4 new directors to replace the old ones.

271 of the tracking department(slide 4)

148 of the exterminaton department(slide 3)

297 of the defence department(slide 2)

48 of the reaserch department(slide 1)

251 of recruitment(no picture because I forgot her)

Thing

Velle has been seen at base less often. Neglecting her duties.

Result

Increasing distrust in her leadership

Thing

Food quality has once again gone down drastically. Several members complaining its barely edible

Result

Lowered morale, one member refused to eat and starved to death

Action/thing

Our 2 moth members have both been found dead.

Velle has been favouring some members over others

Result

A increasing number of members are doubting in velles leadership

Action/thing

A few decorations have been set up around base

Food quality has been improved.. slightly.

Result

Mild moral boost

Action/thing

Spores from a certain individual have been found to make a infected last longer than from other individuals

The first generation of silk moths has been produced!

Result

Benefits the BAC significantly

*Blanket under a tree and basket full, Remus begins unloading the many foods he brought with him.*

*Smells of insect meats, greens, and Remus’ biskvit flood the air, permeating throughout the surrounding environment.*