(This message begins with the maker of it clearing her throat.)

Hello. This is Yasha.

(Cool.

With that out of the way,) I wanted to offer my services in cutting hair for anybody who might like it. It's coming up to the end of a year and sometimes people like to look nice for that. Or maybe your hair has become too long over the course of the year. Hair grows a lot faster than you think it does sometimes.

Um... anyway. If you need a hair cut or maybe a beard trim I can do that. And I can come to your house to do them, I don't mind.

(Oh, one more teeny tiny thing:) Also the tools that I use are my broadsword. If you don't know what a broadsword is basically think of the largest sword you've ever seen and then maybe make it longer. That probably sounds bad but you shouldn't worry too much about it. I'm experienced.

Okay. Bye.

Hmmmm. So the last couple of months have been kind of a doozy for a lot of us, huh? So I was thinking. You know what this place needs after all that?

A party!

I think we need something like that after all that's going on. But maybe like a big bonfire and some food. And maybe some music too if anyone can provide that. [If there are instruments here. He hasn't seen any.] Unless some of you have other ideas. Whaddaya all say?

[The new iStone clicks on, and with a quick clearing of his throat, Kravitz’ voice comes through crisp and… maybe a bit rehearsed. It’s obvious he’s fumbling with the new text feature, so he’s just going to stick to talking right now.]

Our last few months on these islands have me thinking about a conversation I had a while ago with someone who is unfortunately no longer here. While I know we’ve learned quite a bit in the time some of us have been on this archipelago, very little of it is properly available to new arrivals and we risk the loss of this information when people unexpectedly disappear. In addition, seeing as people can simply vanish at any given time, it’s horribly difficult to figure out how many of us we have running around at all. When half of us were children recently enough we couldn’t have told you the information we had as adults, and if that had been permanent, we’d be, well, rather shit out of luck.

[He sighs, trying to collect himself in a way that isn’t just a frustrated ramble, which is also the technical point of this miniature speech.]

All of that is to say… we have a library with books and paper, and if our purpose here is to be telling a story, I feel we should start recording it. I’d like to invite people to come and write down what you’ve learned here, so we can keep a catalog to inform new arrivals and refresh ourselves before we repeat past mistakes. Anything is relevant and nothing is too small not to be marked, so please don’t be shy in thinking someone else has it covered. I’ll do my best to compile the information into something more organized once we have a fair number of responses. In addition, I’d like to keep some record of us as well- your name and where you live would suffice. If you’re all amenable, I would also like to suggest having point people or trusted contacts for each islet and lived area, so if a catastrophe occurs on our shores we’re able to quickly locate and assist anyone who may be in direct peril.

[There’s a slight pause, before he kind of awkwardly adds--]

This is Kravitz, by the way. Uhm. You may have seen me… around. I’ll be down at the library today recording my own experiences. Please let me know if you have any questions.

[ooc: OOC Info on the library is over here!]