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Bascehnse is situated at the confluence of four rivers, the
Sovoro, to the North, the Easpil, to the west, the Cuhurgna,
to the south, and the Pahalame, to the Bevoropeo, to the east.
At their confluence is the Island of the Plosive Onion, and
the administrative/cultural center — which is tiny
as the Bascehnse are good with technology, and Yalaquai
University, on the northeast part of the island.
Bascehnse is an Independent Polity in the nation of
Tisgrove, and Tisgrove has learned — with great grumbling
— to leave it alone.
Here are descriptions of some members of this city’s
population:
Scurnus Quilvaraharro is a fisherweirdo who spends his days
catching Belzonkian Crazyfish on the shores of the Pahalame.
The Belzonkian Crazyfish has evolved for a very long time
in concert with fishers, and as a consequence has developed
a rather nontrivial fishing-avoidance strategy: it acts
as incomprehensibly as possible to classical fishing
strategies and fishers. The fisherweirdos have coevolved
(to an extent) with the Belzonkian Crazyfish, and have likewise
developed somewhat absurd fishing techniques to catch this fish,
such as: putting donuts in the water, playing arias
backwards on violins, eating pickles at the water, singing
ditties to strange beings with negative numbers of brains,
juggling robotic ducks, and so on and so froth. He catches
on average a third of a fish a day, and about a week to
catch the right three wavefunctions of a fish to actually
constitute one classical fish — one of the strategies of
the Belzonkian crazy fish is to manage to make its population
somewhat quantum mechanical in character.
oops, didn’t get the whole thing, you should delete the previous one, please:
Bascehnse is situated at the confluence of four rivers, the
Sovoro, to the North, the Easpil, to the west, the Cuhurgna,
to the south, and the Pahalame, to the Bevoropeo, to the east.
At their confluence is the Island of the Plosive Onion, and
the administrative/cultural center — which is tiny
as the Bascehnse are good with technology, and Yalaquai
University, on the northeast part of the island.
Bascehnse is an Independent Polity in the nation of
Tisgrove, and Tisgrove has learned — with great grumbling
— to leave it alone.
Here are descriptions of some members of this city’s
population:
Earennhé Cozzuel: a thirologist specializing in the
treatment of sighings, lives on the shores of the
Cuhurgna in a two story apartment. She is of Sunspinner
stock: her grandparents migrated to Bascehnse from the
Iridy Archipelago. She has a pet spiral cat named
Arvary. She is vacillating about whether she is happy
with her life at the moment. Her younger brother,
Mortadel and his spouse, Uly, just had their second child.
On the other hand, her thirology practice is booming and
their is a standing invitation to join the faculty of
Yalaquai University, though she is skeptical of that offer
because it is known to both her and her fellow thirologists
that their is a great deal of academic dishonesty and
cronyism in the department, and the three heads of the
department, Moun Scotolo, Palambaka Mienzhei, and
Thuehuec Niva are more than trivially bigoted
against Sunspinners. Their practice is arrogantly
prejudicial against some of the major Sunspinner
developments in thirology: the invitation was from
a minor professor, Skai Ardotoe, who, if Earennhé’s
facility for interpreting gossip is accurate, is not
very adept at picking up, being from a very disparate
school of thirology, and perhaps being a little socially
clueless.
Scurnus Quilvaraharro is a fisherweirdo who spends his days
catching Belzonkian Crazyfish on the shores of the Pahalame.
The Belzonkian Crazyfish has evolved for a very long time
in concert with fishers, and as a consequence has developed
a rather nontrivial fishing-avoidance strategy: it acts
as incomprehensibly as possible to classical fishing
strategies and fishers. The fisherweirdos have coevolved
(to an extent) with the Belzonkian Crazyfish, and have likewise
developed somewhat absurd fishing techniques to catch this fish,
such as: putting donuts in the water, playing arias
backwards on violins, eating pickles at the water, singing
ditties to strange beings with negative numbers of brains,
juggling robotic ducks, and so on and so froth. He catches
on average a third of a fish a day, and about a week to
catch the right three wavefunctions of a fish to actually
constitute one classical fish — one of the strategies of
the Belzonkian crazy fish is to manage to make its population
somewhat quantum mechanical in character.