“Lock Picking” With all of the racket that has been happening during this rescue, Nik, is foregoing the lowered voices. Clearly, the sooner they get their gear and get out, the better. So when Nob asked where it might, the most likely and immediate answered would be the nearby chest. And, since they have the keys, lock picking will not be needed. Actually, when you have a handful of gobos riding the wave of taking down a raider, the picking of locks is definitely not needed. Oh, you three. Trying to be helpful. And what better way to end this “stealth” mission than with a spectacular, over the top finish?
These hi-jinks do not amuse Nik in the least. They are in a dangerous place and they should be cautious. Fip was on the same page as Nik from the get-go, and is also rightfully concerned. The subdued guard is no where to be seen. But even our emerald archer is quick to put that thought aside to make room for the possibility of loot. More importantly, the recovery of prized possessions. What is one misplaced raider when you are moments away from getting your precious bow back?
I do believe that I may have misspoke in an 
Happy Labor Day! It’s that time again for an extended weekend were one can take a break from labor and get one last barbecue in before it gets cold. That’s what Labor Day is about… right? Well, that’s holidays in general really. Labor Day in the U.S. and Canada is the day celebrating all the workers that have worked hard to make the wonderful things that we sometimes take for granted. It also celebrates the unions that came about to make sure they were treated fairly. Back in the day, there were too many 
訪ねてきてくれて、ありがとう (Tazunete kite kurete, arigato)! Please note that I do not speak Japanese. I found this translation online and when I passed it by my wife, she said “All Good.” You might be wondering why I am going through all this trouble. Well, my mother-in-law had traveled from Japan and spent the last ten weeks with us. And it was quite enjoyable. I had first met her, her mother and her daughter when she was still living in Hawaii. That was many years ago. I am happy to say that little has changed since then, other than we are all a bit older – hopefully wiser – and there was a grandson for her to see in person for the first time.
It’s the Fourth of July once more. It is time again to celebrate the uniting thirteen colonies against their sovereign across the ocean. As my friend is want to say, “Treason is the Reason for the Season.” 
Who doesn’t like some hugs on Father’s Day? 
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