I leave tomorrow for South Masonia. This coming week, we are to begin the onboarding of workers and the stocking of inventory for dymensional plane manufacturer parts. Starting the first week of September, we will begin construction on the biggest network of dymensional planes that Remikra has ever seen, with each dymensional plane to represent a Province or Territory. Despite the comparison, it is only the first stage, which is slated to be completed by the second week of October. The following week, all of the representatives of these dymensional planes will convene in South Masonia for a Conference, scheduled from 23 October thru 2 November, to discuss coordination plans for the eventual deployment of the dymensional plane copy of Remikra.
I have Colin Madrey, my closest colleague and best friend, to support me. But I also have Sophia Qalmers, who I met shortly after my time at Cabotton. There is also Meona Bell and Cray Fenton, with whom I reside at the Galleston Farmhouse at this time, as well as Jeo Brock, Rose Anne Mahathy, and Ceri Mains.
Also to my joy, I am now getting support from Susan Parans, the current Dungeonmaster for the Third Level Society, who wants to collaborate with my plan to re-establish links between the Arturian Planes and ours.
It is ironic how things came to be with the latter. I am embarrassed to admit that I had attempted something romantic with Susan when I first met her back in 1316. I helped her to win the Dungeonmaster election, but she nonetheless made it clear that romantic interests were not to be reciprocated. I understood completely, but it was still a bit awkward, hence one of the reasons I decided to relocate back to North Kempton. It was only at the urging of Sophia Qalmers that I reached out to Susan again, solely on business.
Initially I was surprised at her easy willingness to collaborate with our project. But then again, Kara Martins, apparently, seems to have grudges against us over what happened a few years ago, and is stirring the pot in terms of Combrian nationalism.
I did not know that was a thing; otherwise, I would have pushed for the operation to happen in North Kempton.
Regardless, I have an army behind me. And I am in high spirits.