Productivity is productive.

( Meeting up with Val to discuss mage-related documents and her upcoming buzzard assault. )

( Clocking some hours with Terminus, my own stock portfolio, and a few more 25-lb propoane containers )

( Playing defense and unseen guardian angel at the assault on the Buzzard and his minions. )

Eventually, in scanning over the area, I noticed that Reggie seemed to be sensing the magic I was using and pretty excited about it. He didn't seem to know where or who it was coming from, though. I watched a little longer, and then I dropped the effect entirely. Uktena.

Might have saved a life or two tonight. Won't ever get thanked for it, but them's the breaks. Now for a well-deserved glass of fine whiskey and an early bedtime for a change.