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2023.06.08 20:44 IJustLikeRainbowsOK Massachusetts Landlord keeping most of security deposit unreasonably and is over legal timeframe
Hey y’all. Any thoughts/advice/support would be great here. Here’s the situation:
1) The clearest legal issue here is that we moved out on April 30, 2023, but actually left earlier and a walkthrough was done a few days prior to 4/30. We were not notified of any issues after the walkthrough of the apartment initially and had to send multiple emails to finally get a response on May 4 that there was damage that we would be responsible for (more on that in part 2). We were told that we would be sent an invoice for the damage (as required by law) and a balance would be returned if there was any money left from our $2550 security deposit, but we would be sent a bill if it didn’t cover the damage. We haven’t heard a word from the landlord since May 4. Fast forward, it’s now June 8, by my calculations that’s 10 days after the 30 day legal period where we were supposed to receive a) an invoice or estimate for the damage repairs signed by her and b) the balance of the security deposit. Today we reached out to ask what the status was and she said the work was finished last week and she was traveling so she will send the invoice and balance tonight. Am I correct to say that she has broken the law as it clearly states she had 30 days to give us these and failed to do so?
2) her claims of damage were incredibly unreasonable in my opinion. She is charging us to replace the entire kitchen countertop plus the cost of plumbers to remove the sink and reinstall it due to a sliver of the cheap edge of the countertop peeling off while we lived there. This was a cheap vinyl type counter covering and literally got stuck to my shirt as I was walking by one day and peeled of. It wasn’t due to neglect. She was hostile when explaining this to us and claimed we should have told her about this immediately after we told her it was already falling apart. No other damage was done to the counter but she said she had to replace the whole thing on our dime because they don’t make that 4 inch x 1 inch strip on the side that needs to be replaced in the same color anymore. This feels like either normal wear and tear or incredibly unreasonable to charge us almost $2550 for it.
I’d love any feedback or advice on next steps. My ex is hell bent on taking her to court so I assume that’s what’s going to happen. He thinks that under the MA law, we may get 3x the amount of the security deposit back.
I’d post a photo of the countertop cause it’s wild to see how small/minor the damage is, but I can’t add it to this post.
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1) The clearest legal issue here is that we moved out on April 30, 2023, but actually left earlier and a walkthrough was done a few days prior to 4/30. We were not notified of any issues after the walkthrough of the apartment initially and had to send multiple emails to finally get a response on May 4 that there was damage that we would be responsible for (more on that in part 2). We were told that we would be sent an invoice for the damage (as required by law) and a balance would be returned if there was any money left from our $2550 security deposit, but we would be sent a bill if it didn’t cover the damage. We haven’t heard a word from the landlord since May 4. Fast forward, it’s now June 8, by my calculations that’s 10 days after the 30 day legal period where we were supposed to receive a) an invoice or estimate for the damage repairs signed by her and b) the balance of the security deposit. Today we reached out to ask what the status was and she said the work was finished last week and she was traveling so she will send the invoice and balance tonight. Am I correct to say that she has broken the law as it clearly states she had 30 days to give us these and failed to do so?
2) her claims of damage were incredibly unreasonable in my opinion. She is charging us to replace the entire kitchen countertop plus the cost of plumbers to remove the sink and reinstall it due to a sliver of the cheap edge of the countertop peeling off while we lived there. This was a cheap vinyl type counter covering and literally got stuck to my shirt as I was walking by one day and peeled of. It wasn’t due to neglect. She was hostile when explaining this to us and claimed we should have told her about this immediately after we told her it was already falling apart. No other damage was done to the counter but she said she had to replace the whole thing on our dime because they don’t make that 4 inch x 1 inch strip on the side that needs to be replaced in the same color anymore. This feels like either normal wear and tear or incredibly unreasonable to charge us almost $2550 for it.
I’d love any feedback or advice on next steps. My ex is hell bent on taking her to court so I assume that’s what’s going to happen. He thinks that under the MA law, we may get 3x the amount of the security deposit back.
I’d post a photo of the countertop cause it’s wild to see how small/minor the damage is, but I can’t add it to this post.
2023.06.08 20:42 Chillvibes-2525 TS/SCI Clearance for Defense Contractor
Thought this day would never come but here I am writing this post!
10/11/22 - Submitted SF86
11/30/22 - Resubmitted SF86 due to errors
02/01/23 - Polygraph (Counter Intelligence)
04/12/23 - Investigation completed
06/08/23 - TS/SCI granted
Red flags or what I was worried about: - Dual citizenship - Some family members living abroad - Lots of international travel - Smoked weed during Covid - No prior clearance - Cohabitant/girlfriend also has dual citizenship
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10/11/22 - Submitted SF86
11/30/22 - Resubmitted SF86 due to errors
02/01/23 - Polygraph (Counter Intelligence)
04/12/23 - Investigation completed
06/08/23 - TS/SCI granted
Red flags or what I was worried about: - Dual citizenship - Some family members living abroad - Lots of international travel - Smoked weed during Covid - No prior clearance - Cohabitant/girlfriend also has dual citizenship
2023.06.08 20:42 ImportantDig1191 08.06.23: Strength Practice (2x24kg) 10 Snatches, 10 Cleans, 10 Push Press, 10 Racked Lunges X5 - 200 total reps ➕ (32kg) 14 Snatches, 14 Strict Press, 4 Bent Press - 32 total reps ➕ Parallel Bar Dips - 50 total reps
08.06.23: Strength Practice
5 ROUNDS. NO REST BETWEEN EXERCISE. 120s BETWEEN ROUNDS.
Total Training Time: 29:42
Double KB Complex ⬇️ +2x24kg Kettlebells
10 Double KB Snatches
10 Double KB Cleans
10 Double KB Push Press
10 Double KB Racked Lunges
X5 - 200 total reps
Finisher: ⬇️ +32kg Kettlebell
14 Single Arm KB Snatches
14 Single Arm KB Strict Press
4 Bent Press
32 total reps
Parallel Bar Dips - Bodyweight
50 total reps
Verses for today:
Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted. Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ. For if a man think himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceiveth himself. But let every man prove his own work, and then shall he have rejoicing in himself alone, and not in another. For every man shall bear his own burden. Let him that is taught in the word communicate unto him that teacheth in all good things. Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting. And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not. As we have therefore opportunity, let us do good unto all men, especially unto them who are of the household of faith.
Galatians 6:1-10 KJV
The Lord's Prayer
Our Father, who art in heaven. Hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day, our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses. As we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us, not into temptation. But deliver us from evil. For Thine is the Kingdom, the Power and the Glory. Forever and ever. In Jesus Christ's Holy name I pray.
Amen.
Father, help me put on the Full Armor of God & protect me & my family from the wiles of the evil one.
Halleluyah!
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5 ROUNDS. NO REST BETWEEN EXERCISE. 120s BETWEEN ROUNDS.
Total Training Time: 29:42
Double KB Complex ⬇️ +2x24kg Kettlebells
10 Double KB Snatches
10 Double KB Cleans
10 Double KB Push Press
10 Double KB Racked Lunges
X5 - 200 total reps
Finisher: ⬇️ +32kg Kettlebell
14 Single Arm KB Snatches
14 Single Arm KB Strict Press
4 Bent Press
32 total reps
Parallel Bar Dips - Bodyweight
50 total reps
Verses for today:
Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted. Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ. For if a man think himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceiveth himself. But let every man prove his own work, and then shall he have rejoicing in himself alone, and not in another. For every man shall bear his own burden. Let him that is taught in the word communicate unto him that teacheth in all good things. Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting. And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not. As we have therefore opportunity, let us do good unto all men, especially unto them who are of the household of faith.
Galatians 6:1-10 KJV
The Lord's Prayer
Our Father, who art in heaven. Hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day, our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses. As we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us, not into temptation. But deliver us from evil. For Thine is the Kingdom, the Power and the Glory. Forever and ever. In Jesus Christ's Holy name I pray.
Amen.
Father, help me put on the Full Armor of God & protect me & my family from the wiles of the evil one.
Halleluyah!
2023.06.08 20:42 ADHDRiddenBitch BuT yOu MiGhT wAnT mOrE kIdS
Fucks sake. I have a bladder prolapse and I suspect a uterine one too. I am fully accepting a hysterectomy bc I can see my fucking cervix and 3 women (2 maternal side and one on bio fathers side) either have to have hysterectomies or suggested to have one.
Was sent to hospital when I called my dr ab my prolapse (I’m only 16 days PP) and she was like ‘yeah that’s your cervix but you don’t have a uterus prolapse’. I call BS bc she didn’t properly check me- you have to stand up to be checked for that specific prolapse.
And when I mentioned I expect a hysterectomy she was like ‘ooh it’s a last resort and you might want more kids!’
I HAVE 3 F OFF. Like a perfect fucking stranger knows me and my life and my kids well enough to even fucking know that. I’m so sick of this shit of people not listening to me ab MY BODY. I LIVE IN IT NOT YOU????
My MIL said the same thing bc she has 10 fucking kids. No I’m not you thanks. Idk I’m just. Worn down and sick of it and over it. It makes me just wanna run away for awhile. Fuck everyone except my husband and kids at this point
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Was sent to hospital when I called my dr ab my prolapse (I’m only 16 days PP) and she was like ‘yeah that’s your cervix but you don’t have a uterus prolapse’. I call BS bc she didn’t properly check me- you have to stand up to be checked for that specific prolapse.
And when I mentioned I expect a hysterectomy she was like ‘ooh it’s a last resort and you might want more kids!’
I HAVE 3 F OFF. Like a perfect fucking stranger knows me and my life and my kids well enough to even fucking know that. I’m so sick of this shit of people not listening to me ab MY BODY. I LIVE IN IT NOT YOU????
My MIL said the same thing bc she has 10 fucking kids. No I’m not you thanks. Idk I’m just. Worn down and sick of it and over it. It makes me just wanna run away for awhile. Fuck everyone except my husband and kids at this point
2023.06.08 20:42 nussbomb [WTS] Top Notch Decants -- Creed, Louis Vuitton, Tom Ford, Roja, MFK and MORE -NUSS- (Decant)
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Haven't posted the list in 20 DAYS so here we go!
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15 mL - $36
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10s of each for $65
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $93
15 mL - $37
30 mL - $69
- 3 x 10 mL for $85
15 mL - $45
30 mL - $85
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $95
15 mL - $55
30 mL - $108
\Add $3 if purchased by self. No charge if added on to order.*
CARDED SAMPLES
Decant Add-Ons
15 mL - $22
30 mL - $43
15 mL - $26
30 mL - $48
15 mL - $31
30 mL - $59
15 mL - $38
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QUICK PSA: Hey guys, I'm not sure what's going on with my messages but they don't seem to be loading correctly. I'm constantly having to uninstall and reinstall the app. So if you have an outstanding order with me and it's been longer than normal and I have not shipped it, LET ME KNOW. Alot of my messages are getting deleted.
Haven't posted the list in 20 DAYS so here we go!
SEVERAL NEW ADDITIONS THIS WEEK
New Frags/Restocks This Week:
- Nishane
- Wulong Cha
- Fan Your Flames
- Tom Ford
- Oud Wood Returns
- Tobacco Vanille Returns
- Parfums De Marly
- OAJAN Back in Stock!
- Delina La Rose
- Delina Exclusif
- Maison Francis Kurkdjian
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- Add-Ons
- Lots Of Carded Samples added
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Parfums De Marly
- Pegasus Exclusif
- Akaster
- Oajan
- Carlisle
- Nisean
- Habdan
- Layton Exclusif
- Hamdani
- Kuhuyan
15 mL - $43
30 mL - $72
50 mL - $109
- Herod
- Godolphin
- Kalan
- Galloway
- Byerly
- Pegasus
- Layton
- Percival
- Greenley
- Sedley
- Ispazon
- Darley
- Shagya
- Lippizan
15 mL - $38
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $99
60 mL - $132
- Oriana
- Delina
- Delina La Rose (new)
- Delina Exclusif
15 mL - $46
30 mL - $85
- Haltane (Harrods Exclusive)
15 mL - $42
30 mL - $75
50 mL - $115
Initio
- Paragon
- Oud For Greatness
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $89
CREED
Aventus(F000338, F000463)Out- Aventus Cologne (21T01)
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $109
100 mL - $199
- Royal Water
- Tabarome Millesime (out)
- Love In White
- Milliseme Imperial
- Erolfa
- Virgin Island Water
- Royal Mayfair (out)
- Himalaya
- Royal Mayfair
- Silver Mountain Water
- Bois Du Portugal
- Original Vetiver
- Original Santal (out)
- Green Irish Tweed
- Aventus For Her
15 mL - $35
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $105
- Viking EDP
- Royal Princess Oud
- Royal Oud
Viking Cologne
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $74
50 mL - $115
Older Creeds / Vintage
- Original Vetiver (09Y03)
- Viking (17W01)
- Royal Princess Oud (16B01)
10 mL - $29 (+3$ ea for 3 for 64)
15 mL - $41
30 mL - $74
30 mL - $115
Louis Vuitton
Afternoon Swim(Out)- Orage
- Nouveau Monde
- Spell On You
- Meteore
- L'mmensite
Imagination(Out)- ATTRAPE-RÊVES
15 mL - $44
30 mL - $85
50 mL - $125
- Ombre Nomade
15 mL - $52
30 mL - $104
50 mL - $175
NISHANE
- Hacivat
- Ani
- Wulong Cha
- Fan Your Flames
15 mL - $35
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $99
Mancera
- Cedrat Boise Intense new
15 mL - $25
30 mL - $39
FRAGRANCE ONE (Jeremy)
- Office For Men
15 mL - $30
30 mL - $55
- Unisex For Everyone
- Day For Her
- Date For Men
15 mL - $34
- Black Tie For Men new
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $72
TOM FORD
- Jasmine Rouge
- Metallique
- Mandarino Di Amalfi 2014
- Velvet Orchid
- Sole Di Positano
- Soleil Neige
- Fougere Platine
- Black Orchid
- Grey Vetiver
- Costa Azzurra (Private Blend)
- Rive D'Ambre
- Oud Fleur
- Noir De Noir
- Beau De Jour (Private Blend) (Out)
- Ombre Leather
- Fougere D'argent
- Champaca Absolute
- Patchouli Absolu
- Venetian Bergamote
- Vanille Fatale
- Oud Minerale (NEW)
- Neroli Portofino
- Santal Blush 2015 (A35)
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $65
50 mL - $99
60 mL - $118
100 mL - $165
- White Patchouli
- Arabian Wood NEW
- Black Orchid Parfum
- Costa Azzurra Parfum new
- Lavender Extreme
- Tuscan Leather
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $69
50 mL - $109
60 mL - $134
- Oud Wood Intense
- Tobacco Vanille
- Oud Wood
- Noir Extreme Parfum (NEW)
- Tubereuse Nue
- Tuscan Leather Intense
- 2016 Tuscan Leather (B46)
- Tobacco Oud
15 mL - $45
30 mL - $91
50 mL - $129
- Fuckin Fabulous (Low Stock)
- London (NEW)
- Ombre Leather 16
- Vintage Tobacco Oud (2014)
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $95
50 mL - $145
- Lost Cherry (out)
15 mL - $51
30 mL - $108
- Plum Japonaise (AC5)
Maison Francis Khurkdjian
- Grand Soir (Back in stock!)
- A La Rose
- Aqua Universalis Cologne Forte
- Aqua Vite Cologne Forte
- Aqua Celestia Cologne Forte
- Amyris Femme
- Amyris Homme
- Gentle Fluidity Gold
- Gentle Fluidity Silver
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $75
50 mL - $119
- Baccarat Rouge 540 EDP
- Cologne Pour Le Soir
- Oud
- 724 (New Release)
15 mL - $46
30 mL - $92
50 mL - $145
- Baccarat Rouge 540 Extrait
15 mL - $53
30 mL - $106
50 mL - $179
Yves Saint Laurent
- Tuxedo (Back in Stock)
- Lavalliere new
- Caban new
15 mL - $39
30 mL - $76
50 mL - $125
Roja DOVE
*Vetiver PC GIMMECHEAP Temporarily- Vetiver PC
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $69
- Elysium PC
- Scandal PC
- Danger PC
- Enigma PC
15 mL - $46
XERJOFF
Naxos
15 mL - $38
30 mL - $76
50 mL - $119
DIOR
- Sauvage Elixir Back in Stock!
15 mL - $43
- Dior Privee Line -
- Tobacolor
- Patchouli Imperial
- Gris Dior
- Spice Blend
- Bois D'Argent
- Vanilla Diorama
- Ambre Nuit (Back in Stock)
- Purple Oud
- Eden-Roc
- Fève Délicieuse
- Oud Isaphan
15 mL - $36
30 mL - $66
50 mL - $99
Taeur
- L'air Du Desert Marocain (LDDM)
15 mL - $49
- Au Coeur Du Desert (Extrait)
15 mL - $55
Royal Crown
10s of each for $65
- Rain
- Sultan OUT
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $93
Amouge
- Interlude Man
15 mL - $37
30 mL - $69
By Kilian
- 3 x 10 mL for $85
- Bamboo Harmony
- Vodka On The Rocks
- Voulez-Vous Coucher Avec Moi
- Forbidden Games
- A Kiss From A Rose
- Liaisons Dangereuses
- Dark Lord
15 mL - $45
30 mL - $85
- Pearl Oud
- Rose Oud
- Good Girl Gone Bad
- Musk Oud
15 mL - $49
30 mL - $95
- Amber Oud
15 mL - $55
30 mL - $108
Assorted Designers / Add Ons
\Add $3 if purchased by self. No charge if added on to order.*
CARDED SAMPLES
- KILIAN Good Girl Gone Bad ($7.50)
- KILIAN Vodka On The Rocks
- KILIAN Straight To Heaven ($7.50)
- PDM Greenley
- DIOR Miss Dior EDP
- MANCERA Aoud Lemon Mint
- MANCERA Red Tobacco
- MANCERA Holidays
- MANCERA Hindu Kush
- MONTALE Intense Cafe
- MONTALE Starry Nights
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- Sauvage EDP
- Eros EDP
- Acqua Di Gio Profondo
- La Nuit De L'Homme
- Spice Bomb
- Spice Bomb Nightvision EDT
- Spicebomb Infrared
- Spicebomb Extreme
- One Million Elixir
15 mL - $22
30 mL - $43
- Sauvage Parfum (30 mL/$35 Shipped)
- Bleu De Chanel
- Bleu De Chanel EDP new
- COCO EDP new
- YSL Y EDP
- YSL Y Le Parfum
15 mL - $26
30 mL - $48
- Bleu De Chanel Parfum
15 mL - $31
30 mL - $59
- La Nuit De L'homme (Bleu Electrique)
15 mL - $38
2023.06.08 20:42 Necessary_Yard8163 I wish I could not go to the doctor after leaving work sick
I work in a casino, and I have Mondays and Tuesdays off. A coworker has not been feeling good for a while and was sick Saturday and Sunday. She left after 2 hours Sunday, and I ended up working a 10 hour day that day.
Five days later, she still hasn't gone to the doctor. This isn't the first time it has happened either. She was gone last October for 3 weeks, saying she was sick and didn't go to the doctor when she was going through shit with her ex.
I've never been that selfish where I'll leave work after 2 hours because im sick and not go to the doctor immediately. I wish I could get away with what she's doing, as it's not fair to the rest of the staff.
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Five days later, she still hasn't gone to the doctor. This isn't the first time it has happened either. She was gone last October for 3 weeks, saying she was sick and didn't go to the doctor when she was going through shit with her ex.
I've never been that selfish where I'll leave work after 2 hours because im sick and not go to the doctor immediately. I wish I could get away with what she's doing, as it's not fair to the rest of the staff.
2023.06.08 20:42 Queasy-Inspection535 Trade your personal data with stupid prizes
 | Last month I went to a job fair called Konaktiva in Darmstadt. I visited a stand of a local consulting firm. There, people can register their personal data (name, phone number, email, address) if they are interested in future prospects with the company. We were rewarded an attempt to spin a wheel of fortune. I won a silver prize, which turned out to be a 10 € Amazon voucher. The company also offered possible CV checks and training interviews with a separate appointment. submitted by Queasy-Inspection535 to recruitinghell [link] [comments] Then, I wanted to redeem the voucher. Guess what? It was invalid. I tried once again, ensuring every number was correct, still invalid. A few days passed, they even offered me a possible career day (visit the company and see what the consultants do daily). I didn't realise it was the same company and I said I would follow up. Just for a matter of ten euros, the company destroyed any hint of trust and respect I have for them. I am out of words, how can one have a decent respect and trust on the company, if they treat their applicants this way. TLDR: traded personal data with a company, won an Amazon voucher that did not work. I feel deceived. |
2023.06.08 20:41 petitchampignone Escaped gecko got stepped on. Advice please.
Help needed please, gecko community. Our beautiful girl, Noodle, escaped her tank about 10 days ago. We searched high and low, every day since, but no sign of her.
My son just shouted me through - he'd stepped onto the rug and heard a squeak. There she was - I checked there yesterday so she must have moved there today.
No visible signs of injury. She's very cold. She's scampered back into her warm hide and we have heat on her, water and fresh food close by. My plan is to try to get her in with the reptile vet tomorrow if she's still alive.
What can we do in terms of first aid / shock treatment?
Please cross everything for her, we love her to bits.
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My son just shouted me through - he'd stepped onto the rug and heard a squeak. There she was - I checked there yesterday so she must have moved there today.
No visible signs of injury. She's very cold. She's scampered back into her warm hide and we have heat on her, water and fresh food close by. My plan is to try to get her in with the reptile vet tomorrow if she's still alive.
What can we do in terms of first aid / shock treatment?
Please cross everything for her, we love her to bits.
2023.06.08 20:41 Mista9000 Perfectly Safe Demons -Ch 14- Bruised and cheerful
[Chapter One]
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Rosifo Girtwoud woke up feeling sore and exhausted. He slept well, but never as long as he’d have liked. He could hear his roommates moving around and getting ready for their days. Sitting up in bed, he stretched and took stock. His new job was physically demanding, but it was the best job he’d ever had. By a lot. He loved having his own room in a nice place, all thanks to his generous new salary! He could even afford to eat as much as he wanted, a luxury he’d not even dreamed was possible. Last night he ate three helpings of honey glazed pork at the pub! Still clumsy from sleep, Ros shrugged on a tunic and clean slacks, pausing for a second to appreciate the lordly quality of the garments. He still couldn’t believe he owned such nice things, and the Chief just gave it to him! Well, everyone got a few, but that didn’t make it any less special. Ros put on his belt as he went downstairs to the kitchen, where a few of his roommates were eating breakfast and the landlady was pulling some fresh buns out of the wood fired oven.
“Hey there’s the champ now!” called out Rikad, his housemate and co-worker.
“Heh, there are some perks to being the lightest guy on the squad!” Ros replied, referring to the agility drill he had won at work yesterday. Three days a week of training was by far the hardest part of the job, being trained by the Chief was like weathering a storm. Terrifying and dangerous, but something you could be proud of surviving. The other three days a week they worked were a holiday in comparison. Sitting on carts and standing by warehouses was easy.
Ros devoured his huge bowl of sweetened oats and then three buttered fresh buns. Pushing back from the long table with a satisfied sigh, he got up to leave for work with Rikad. The spring morning air was brisk, and they made sure to stay out of the way of loaded carts and riders that zipped by on the narrow cobblestone streets.
“What do you reckon the Chief will have us do today?” Rikad asked.
Ros snorted, “Quit embarrassing ourselves and pick up the pace?”
“Hah! That’s hardly a guess! I liked the knife throwing we did a few weeks ago, that was fun. I hope it’s not all runs and drills, I’m still aching from yesterday,” Rikad said.
“Yeah, I like combat drills. Other than when I have to spar with the Chief. He’s like a mountain that’s fast. I think the day I get a point on him, I’ll buy the whole team a beer!” Ros motioned a lunging jab as they walked.
“We’ll be too old to drink by then!” Rikad teased.
They were in for a typical training routine, a morning lecture on tactics and formations, some solo weapon drills, a short run, then a hearty lunch delivered from the nearby deli. Other days they just called a food cart into the yard with them, but Ros liked the deli lunches better. Also the novelty of someone else buying his lunches was thrilling. Ros assumed that this must be how pretty girls felt all the time. Maybe less sore and less yelled at. But maybe not.
The real highlight of the day was Ros got to see the owner of the whole company when he came out to observe their exercises. Ros hadn’t seen a real lord up close before he started at Pandemonium, and he thought it was one of the biggest perks. Mostly he looked like a tired doctor or shopkeeper, but Ros wasn’t disappointed. He had a nobility of his bearing, clarity in his eyes and an aura of authority. Even the Chief changed when he was around him! Seeing the him defer to anyone spoke volumes to their importance. Not only was he the lord of a whole company, he was also a mage! They were super rare even before the Church started purging all those heresies in their College of Magic, but now he wasn’t even sure there were any in the city!
“Agility drills are done! Imma talk to Mage Thippily, so you lot do some king of the hill sparring; Sword ‘n board! Ros and Kedril start!” boomed Chief of Security Stanisk.
Ros staggered exhaustedly to the equipment racks to get an arming jacket, leather helm, training sword and shield.
“Mage Thippliy is watching,” he whispered reverentially to himself as he geared up.
“Mind your tone or he’ll turn you into a turnip!” called Rikad.
Kedril grinned, “Hah, He’ll turn you into a turnip, Rik. He’ll just look at Ros and see his work is already done!”
Ros used to despise Kedril. He embodied everything Ros had yearned to become: handsome, confident, affluent, and sharp-witted. The team's dynamic was confrontational, rife with competition; they raced, fought, and scored against one another all day, three days a week. It had taken Ros a while to grasp that they were, in fact, a team. Kedril, infuriatingly attractive, devoted time to helping Ros in a few drills last week and offered valuable advice. So, albeit begrudgingly, Ros began to admire him. Kedril was older by a few years, substantially larger, and appeared to be one of the few who already had some training in arms. The prospect of sparring with him didn’t excite Ros.
Fresh from drills and immediately thrown into sparring, sweat trickled into Ros's eyes. The sting impaired his vision. He repeated to himself, 'Elbows in, shield up, tip forward, hips back,’ partially to fix his stance, partially to focus. Kedril was typically in better shape than him, but now appeared even more worn out. His guard was lax and messy, creating a gaping opening. Ros seized the opportunity and struck with a swift, precise jab. In the fleeting instant the jab took, Kedril's shield snapped into position, and his tip dealt a solid blow to Ros's ribs just beneath his sword arm. It was a feint - a brilliantly executed display of weakness where he was most prepared, exactly the tactic Stanisk had explained yesterday.
“Mashed Turnip!” Kedril shouted to the cheers of the others.
“Ros! You lost because your stance is awful! Keep lower! Coiled spring, lad!” the Chief shouted from across the yard.
Ros raised his hands over his head to cede the point and sat at the end of the bench. He hated losing, but he had expected to lose. He gratefully grabbed a cup of water and watched Kedril make short work of a few more challengers. It seemed like they were picking on him, but Ros was coming to understand they were also bonding with him, and these might be the closest friends he’d ever had. Not that it was a high bar, and he didn’t like all of them, but they had his back, and that meant a lot. Finally Jourgun, the biggest lad on the team, tore into Kedril with so much energy and fury that no amount of clever tactics could stop him. Even though he knew these were his friends, seeing Kedril getting bashed in the face with a shield was almost as good as seeing a real mage!
One thing Ros appreciated about training days was that they were shorter. After the sparring, Stanisk pulled aside Kedril and Jourgun for additional work, and dismissed the rest of the men. Ros trailed behind some of his newfound friends to a peculiar place where one would sit, fully naked, in a steam-filled room, all for two glucks.
“This is a sex thing, right?” Ros asked Rikad cautiously.
“What?! Light, no! It’s to relax and heal," Rikad explained. "They place herbs on hot rocks, we sit there, sweat, and breathe in the steam. It’s excellent, you’ll love it!”
“Sounds like we’re all naked and sweaty, though?” Ros remained convinced this was some intimate activity he wasn’t fully grasping. Rikad rolled his eyes and even paid Ros’s entry fee.
Inside the dim, tiled room was surprisingly comfortable. The steam smelled slightly of herbs and medicine, and it was so thick he couldn’t even see the far wall. A quick survey of the others revealed they were just as covered in bruises as he was, which gave Ros a fresh sense of camaraderie. They towelled off, dressed, drank some cold water, and left the strange business without any hint of the carnal encounter Ros had suspected. Despite his lingering confusion about the whole place, Ros liked it and wanted to come back. He appreciated his squadmates not making a single steamed turnip joke. He was hoping that didn’t stick as a nickname, he felt it didn’t remotely suit him.
After the steam, their muscles relaxed and the day's tension eased away. Ros and Rikad were starving. It had been hours since lunch, so they headed to a nearby tavern for drinks and dinner. Being able to simply enjoy food and drink without concern for the price was an intoxicatingly fresh experience. In fact, Ros enjoyed this newfound freedom even more than the meal itself.
After a huge dinner and a few beers Ros paused, and opened up a little.
"Did you know this is the pub where I talked the Chief into hiring me?"
"Really? To be honest, I've always wondered about that. No offence, but you're a lot smaller than the rest of us." Rikad pushed away his empty plate, taking a long drink of his beer.
"Yeah, I saw the Chief in here, dressed like a shining champion, buying ladies drinks and rounds for the whole bar. He was so confident and kind and relaxed. But also obviously dangerous. I’d never seen anyone like him!" Ros gestured to the tavern maid for a refill. "I must have been a sight. My clothes were more patch than original cloth, I was so skinny you could've counted my ribs through a sweater. Not that I had sweater money!" Ros reflected on the lean muscle he'd gained in recent months with inward satisfaction.
"Did the Chief take you for a beggar?"
Ros bristled at the suggestion. "Hell no! I've never begged in my life, I've always earned my keep!" his brief flare of indignation faded immediately. "No, he thought I was a refugee, from some starving backwater. Of course, I corrected him—after he bought me dinner!"
"Hah! The proper sequence," Rikad agreed, laughing.
"Anyway, he asked about my plans. I told him I was waiting till I was eighteen to join the army and serve the Emperor."
"You've certainly filled out since I met you, but I'm not sure you'd pass the army physical even now," Rikad cautiously speculated.
"The Chief was blunter about it. 'Yer so scrawny, a necromancer would find ya offputting, the army ain't gonna waste rations on ya.'" Ros imitated Stanisk’s gruff rural northerner accent.
"Hah! That sounds about right. Which makes your wearing company purple less clear than ever!" Rikad replied.
"Well, he asked if I knew my way around the city. I said I've tread every cobblestone here, so he offered me a job running letters and picking up parcels. Better work than sweeping alleys for a half-gluck and stale bread. I figured a fancy man like him would pay alright."
The waitress finally brought the next round, and Ros paused to take a long drink. Setting his mug down, he continued. "I walked into the Chief's office, and there he was behind that tiny desk with his book and quill. He looked like a cave troll trying to be a librarian. But I wasn't gonna laugh—it was still the Chief. He said, 'We don’t got a lot for now but I’ll give you a list in the morning, and see that it gets done.' I said ain’t fancy, I don’t know how to read! He didn't lose his cool. He simply nodded and said, 'Alright, just report to me in the morning, and we’ll get you started.' Oh, and he warned me never to speak to the Mage unless spoken to, which suited me fine."
Ros took another drink of his beer, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued. "I was hoping for five gee a day. I’d probably have done it for a lone gluck, to be honest. So imagine my shock when he apologised that he could only offer me twenty glucks a day!"
"Where were you living, that five would've been enough?" Rikad asked, curious.
Ros, slightly flushed from the beer, leaned forward. "Under a bloody hedge!" He burst into laughter at his own expense.
"That's rough man," Rikad commented, shaking his head.
Ros nodded. "It was, but it's behind me now. After a month or so of running errands, the Chief finally let me join the crew he was training. That's how I ended up a part of the elite guard of a learned lord mage."
Rikad, his face ruddy, pointed his finger at Ros’s chest. "It’s your attitude! You always train the hardest. It’s changed the whole team's tone."
Ros nodded again, serious. "I gotta! The fifteen hundred gee I make every month now is probably more than I did in the last decade. Total! I bet we make as much as a knight commander does leading a thousand soldiers!"
Rikad looked at him suspiciously. "Wait, a decade? Aren't you still a teenager?"
Ros shrugged. "It's been a long, hard time. Anyway, I know I promised to go to see that folk band with you tonight, but I'm spent. I think I might call it an early night." He finished the beer in two long gulps and stood up.
"I get it. Besides, tomorrow's Sunday. We can finally sleep in!" Rikad pointed out.
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Ros woke to a frantic pounding on his bedroom door. It was still dark out.
“Go away! Keep it down! You’ll wake the whole house!” Ros grumbled, mostly asleep.
“Come on man! Emergency meeting at the training yard. We gotta go now!” Rikad hoarsely whispered.
“Ah, that’s not good!” Ros threw on some clothes and headed out the door with his friend.
“Think it has something to do with what Kedril and Jourgun were doing after work?” Ros asked.
“Maybe? That was hours and hours ago, and those guys are great, and they were with the Chief,” Rikad countered.
They jogged through the mostly empty streets. The moons were behind clouds, and the dew made the cobblestones slick. The faint flickering of their leviathan oil lamp cast strange shadows in the foggy night. The city felt on edge, too many people on the streets in the middle of the night, whispering. A few times Ros thought he heard something about thunder and demons, which did nothing to calm his growing panic.
“What if something happened to Mage Thippily? Are we all unemployed now?” Ros asked, knowing Rikad knew as much as he did.
“What is the business we guard? Something to do with magically formed super secret goods that no one was allowed to talk about. I think? I should have asked,” Rikad lamented.
Finally they made it to the yard, and Kedril was standing at the gate, torch held aloft.
“Good lads! Go into the workshop and take a seat. The Chief has some tea on.” Kedril’s voice was as calm and steady as ever, but his face was pale and drawn, and his eyes never focused on them, just scanned the night intently.
“Inside? Are you sure?” Ros had never gone inside; that was the single biggest rule.
Kedril just nodded. Ros and Rikad looked at each other for courage and moved forward. The big yard door to the workshop opened a crack, and warm light was spilling out. Rikad motioned Ros to go first, and he poked his head in, fully expecting to lose it.
“Oy, is that Ros? Git your scrawny ass in here,” Chief Stanisk rumbled.
The two men felt like flies exploring a web, but inside was surprisingly normal. Five other guards were already there, and the room was a lot like any other workshop. It had planked floors, shelves and tables and one corner was even converted into a kitchen. There were a few simple stools set up, and two incredibly luxurious loungers. Like everyone else, Ros and Rikad took a stool. The Chief gestured to a kettle and mugs for the tea, but no one seemed interested.
“What’s happening, is everyone okay?” Ros finally asked.
“Short answer is yes, for now.” Stanisk said calmly. “We’ll give the other lads a few minutes to get here, then I’ll explain.”
“Holy light, sir! You aren’t wearing your armour!” This unsettled Ros more than anything he’d seen all night, it was like seeing a bear shaved. Chief was just sitting there in trousers and a shirt, sipping tea. He’d never seen the Chief without armour.
“Needs cleaned,” he answered cryptically.
Follow up questions were interrupted by the rest of the men arriving, followed by Kedril and then Jourgun, who must have been watching the far gate.
“Alright, gather round, at ease.” Stanisk started. He looked relaxed which was probably a good sign.
“You lot were hired to protect the interests of our operations. There was an attempt on Mage Thippliy’s life tonight, at his meeting. Security Specialists Kedril and Jourgun did excellent work, and I have full confidence in all of your growing abilities. Our concern is there will be additional attempts."
There was a murmur of apprehension. The mage was the company. Without him there was nothing to guard. No one here wanted to lose their jobs, but they had been suspicious from the start. The pay didn’t match the work.
Stanisk paused as Mage Thipply and the elv, that had only been speculated to exist, came down the ladder from the loft. The mage was dressed like normal, in his brown pants and a white shirt, frameless glasses and a short well maintained beard streaked with grey. The elv was wearing an oversized sweater and long stockings. It had the effect of making her upper body look human, but with the long spindly legs of a shore bird. Her huge nocturnal eyes stared at them all unblinkingly, and her long narrow fingers with too many segments wrapped around a mug of tea. Ros was both intimidated and repulsed. It was like a bird or an insect pretending to be a person, but with eyes that had intelligence and cruelty.
“Ah! Um, thank you all for coming!” The mage was directly addressing them, Ros grinned despite his fears and worries. “There have been events over the last week or so that have culminated tonight, and I no longer think that our operation in Jagged Cove is viable.” The mage saw the reaction of the crowd turn sharply negative. He hastily added, “Of course I’m not closing up shop, we’re just moving to another location. A location outside of the capital region, and I’d like you all to join us.”
Ros sighed and leaned back in relief. This wasn’t bad news at all. He’d gladly move to the bottom of the sea for the Mage. He could feel his pulse returning to normal, as other people started asking questions.
“What? I can’t leave the city, I got a wife and kids!” a guard named Theros said.
“Oh, I just started dating a baker's apprentice, is there an option to stay?” Jourgun asked.
The elv stood up, and addressed the room with an icy indifference. “This is not a negotiation. There is a ship that is leaving in about six hours. If you are on it, you will remain employed. We have also made considerations for your families. They are welcome on the ship, and you can find new homes in the town we relocate to.” She subtly nodded to the Chief before continuing. “Chief Stanisk values your skills so highly that he convinced the board of directors to offer each of you a five year contract. The contract will have some additional employment conditions, but there will be a 5000 glindi signing bonus. Follow Chief Stanisk’s instructions to get on the boat, and we’ll see you there. Or not.”
She returned to the ornate chair, and the room erupted into chaos.
“Holy light! That’s so much!”
“I’d be insane not to sign!”
“Where are we even going?”
Ros grinned from ear to ear, what’s to decide? This was the best possible outcome! Free money to see the world! Packing his bags would take no time, and he could carry everything that mattered in one trip.
Stanisk took command of the room, “You with young ‘uns, we got the company wagons for you waiting, get a move on. I’ll take the mage’s personal wagon and do a loop to Kedril’s, Eowin’s and Klive’s. The rest of you, leg it! Meet back here in three hours and tell anyone what asks, that you took a job out of the city. Be vague! Come on, pick up the pace you helpless kittens!"
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Rosifo Girtwoud woke up feeling sore and exhausted. He slept well, but never as long as he’d have liked. He could hear his roommates moving around and getting ready for their days. Sitting up in bed, he stretched and took stock. His new job was physically demanding, but it was the best job he’d ever had. By a lot. He loved having his own room in a nice place, all thanks to his generous new salary! He could even afford to eat as much as he wanted, a luxury he’d not even dreamed was possible. Last night he ate three helpings of honey glazed pork at the pub! Still clumsy from sleep, Ros shrugged on a tunic and clean slacks, pausing for a second to appreciate the lordly quality of the garments. He still couldn’t believe he owned such nice things, and the Chief just gave it to him! Well, everyone got a few, but that didn’t make it any less special. Ros put on his belt as he went downstairs to the kitchen, where a few of his roommates were eating breakfast and the landlady was pulling some fresh buns out of the wood fired oven.
“Hey there’s the champ now!” called out Rikad, his housemate and co-worker.
“Heh, there are some perks to being the lightest guy on the squad!” Ros replied, referring to the agility drill he had won at work yesterday. Three days a week of training was by far the hardest part of the job, being trained by the Chief was like weathering a storm. Terrifying and dangerous, but something you could be proud of surviving. The other three days a week they worked were a holiday in comparison. Sitting on carts and standing by warehouses was easy.
Ros devoured his huge bowl of sweetened oats and then three buttered fresh buns. Pushing back from the long table with a satisfied sigh, he got up to leave for work with Rikad. The spring morning air was brisk, and they made sure to stay out of the way of loaded carts and riders that zipped by on the narrow cobblestone streets.
“What do you reckon the Chief will have us do today?” Rikad asked.
Ros snorted, “Quit embarrassing ourselves and pick up the pace?”
“Hah! That’s hardly a guess! I liked the knife throwing we did a few weeks ago, that was fun. I hope it’s not all runs and drills, I’m still aching from yesterday,” Rikad said.
“Yeah, I like combat drills. Other than when I have to spar with the Chief. He’s like a mountain that’s fast. I think the day I get a point on him, I’ll buy the whole team a beer!” Ros motioned a lunging jab as they walked.
“We’ll be too old to drink by then!” Rikad teased.
They were in for a typical training routine, a morning lecture on tactics and formations, some solo weapon drills, a short run, then a hearty lunch delivered from the nearby deli. Other days they just called a food cart into the yard with them, but Ros liked the deli lunches better. Also the novelty of someone else buying his lunches was thrilling. Ros assumed that this must be how pretty girls felt all the time. Maybe less sore and less yelled at. But maybe not.
The real highlight of the day was Ros got to see the owner of the whole company when he came out to observe their exercises. Ros hadn’t seen a real lord up close before he started at Pandemonium, and he thought it was one of the biggest perks. Mostly he looked like a tired doctor or shopkeeper, but Ros wasn’t disappointed. He had a nobility of his bearing, clarity in his eyes and an aura of authority. Even the Chief changed when he was around him! Seeing the him defer to anyone spoke volumes to their importance. Not only was he the lord of a whole company, he was also a mage! They were super rare even before the Church started purging all those heresies in their College of Magic, but now he wasn’t even sure there were any in the city!
“Agility drills are done! Imma talk to Mage Thippily, so you lot do some king of the hill sparring; Sword ‘n board! Ros and Kedril start!” boomed Chief of Security Stanisk.
Ros staggered exhaustedly to the equipment racks to get an arming jacket, leather helm, training sword and shield.
“Mage Thippliy is watching,” he whispered reverentially to himself as he geared up.
“Mind your tone or he’ll turn you into a turnip!” called Rikad.
Kedril grinned, “Hah, He’ll turn you into a turnip, Rik. He’ll just look at Ros and see his work is already done!”
Ros used to despise Kedril. He embodied everything Ros had yearned to become: handsome, confident, affluent, and sharp-witted. The team's dynamic was confrontational, rife with competition; they raced, fought, and scored against one another all day, three days a week. It had taken Ros a while to grasp that they were, in fact, a team. Kedril, infuriatingly attractive, devoted time to helping Ros in a few drills last week and offered valuable advice. So, albeit begrudgingly, Ros began to admire him. Kedril was older by a few years, substantially larger, and appeared to be one of the few who already had some training in arms. The prospect of sparring with him didn’t excite Ros.
Fresh from drills and immediately thrown into sparring, sweat trickled into Ros's eyes. The sting impaired his vision. He repeated to himself, 'Elbows in, shield up, tip forward, hips back,’ partially to fix his stance, partially to focus. Kedril was typically in better shape than him, but now appeared even more worn out. His guard was lax and messy, creating a gaping opening. Ros seized the opportunity and struck with a swift, precise jab. In the fleeting instant the jab took, Kedril's shield snapped into position, and his tip dealt a solid blow to Ros's ribs just beneath his sword arm. It was a feint - a brilliantly executed display of weakness where he was most prepared, exactly the tactic Stanisk had explained yesterday.
“Mashed Turnip!” Kedril shouted to the cheers of the others.
“Ros! You lost because your stance is awful! Keep lower! Coiled spring, lad!” the Chief shouted from across the yard.
Ros raised his hands over his head to cede the point and sat at the end of the bench. He hated losing, but he had expected to lose. He gratefully grabbed a cup of water and watched Kedril make short work of a few more challengers. It seemed like they were picking on him, but Ros was coming to understand they were also bonding with him, and these might be the closest friends he’d ever had. Not that it was a high bar, and he didn’t like all of them, but they had his back, and that meant a lot. Finally Jourgun, the biggest lad on the team, tore into Kedril with so much energy and fury that no amount of clever tactics could stop him. Even though he knew these were his friends, seeing Kedril getting bashed in the face with a shield was almost as good as seeing a real mage!
One thing Ros appreciated about training days was that they were shorter. After the sparring, Stanisk pulled aside Kedril and Jourgun for additional work, and dismissed the rest of the men. Ros trailed behind some of his newfound friends to a peculiar place where one would sit, fully naked, in a steam-filled room, all for two glucks.
“This is a sex thing, right?” Ros asked Rikad cautiously.
“What?! Light, no! It’s to relax and heal," Rikad explained. "They place herbs on hot rocks, we sit there, sweat, and breathe in the steam. It’s excellent, you’ll love it!”
“Sounds like we’re all naked and sweaty, though?” Ros remained convinced this was some intimate activity he wasn’t fully grasping. Rikad rolled his eyes and even paid Ros’s entry fee.
Inside the dim, tiled room was surprisingly comfortable. The steam smelled slightly of herbs and medicine, and it was so thick he couldn’t even see the far wall. A quick survey of the others revealed they were just as covered in bruises as he was, which gave Ros a fresh sense of camaraderie. They towelled off, dressed, drank some cold water, and left the strange business without any hint of the carnal encounter Ros had suspected. Despite his lingering confusion about the whole place, Ros liked it and wanted to come back. He appreciated his squadmates not making a single steamed turnip joke. He was hoping that didn’t stick as a nickname, he felt it didn’t remotely suit him.
After the steam, their muscles relaxed and the day's tension eased away. Ros and Rikad were starving. It had been hours since lunch, so they headed to a nearby tavern for drinks and dinner. Being able to simply enjoy food and drink without concern for the price was an intoxicatingly fresh experience. In fact, Ros enjoyed this newfound freedom even more than the meal itself.
After a huge dinner and a few beers Ros paused, and opened up a little.
"Did you know this is the pub where I talked the Chief into hiring me?"
"Really? To be honest, I've always wondered about that. No offence, but you're a lot smaller than the rest of us." Rikad pushed away his empty plate, taking a long drink of his beer.
"Yeah, I saw the Chief in here, dressed like a shining champion, buying ladies drinks and rounds for the whole bar. He was so confident and kind and relaxed. But also obviously dangerous. I’d never seen anyone like him!" Ros gestured to the tavern maid for a refill. "I must have been a sight. My clothes were more patch than original cloth, I was so skinny you could've counted my ribs through a sweater. Not that I had sweater money!" Ros reflected on the lean muscle he'd gained in recent months with inward satisfaction.
"Did the Chief take you for a beggar?"
Ros bristled at the suggestion. "Hell no! I've never begged in my life, I've always earned my keep!" his brief flare of indignation faded immediately. "No, he thought I was a refugee, from some starving backwater. Of course, I corrected him—after he bought me dinner!"
"Hah! The proper sequence," Rikad agreed, laughing.
"Anyway, he asked about my plans. I told him I was waiting till I was eighteen to join the army and serve the Emperor."
"You've certainly filled out since I met you, but I'm not sure you'd pass the army physical even now," Rikad cautiously speculated.
"The Chief was blunter about it. 'Yer so scrawny, a necromancer would find ya offputting, the army ain't gonna waste rations on ya.'" Ros imitated Stanisk’s gruff rural northerner accent.
"Hah! That sounds about right. Which makes your wearing company purple less clear than ever!" Rikad replied.
"Well, he asked if I knew my way around the city. I said I've tread every cobblestone here, so he offered me a job running letters and picking up parcels. Better work than sweeping alleys for a half-gluck and stale bread. I figured a fancy man like him would pay alright."
The waitress finally brought the next round, and Ros paused to take a long drink. Setting his mug down, he continued. "I walked into the Chief's office, and there he was behind that tiny desk with his book and quill. He looked like a cave troll trying to be a librarian. But I wasn't gonna laugh—it was still the Chief. He said, 'We don’t got a lot for now but I’ll give you a list in the morning, and see that it gets done.' I said ain’t fancy, I don’t know how to read! He didn't lose his cool. He simply nodded and said, 'Alright, just report to me in the morning, and we’ll get you started.' Oh, and he warned me never to speak to the Mage unless spoken to, which suited me fine."
Ros took another drink of his beer, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued. "I was hoping for five gee a day. I’d probably have done it for a lone gluck, to be honest. So imagine my shock when he apologised that he could only offer me twenty glucks a day!"
"Where were you living, that five would've been enough?" Rikad asked, curious.
Ros, slightly flushed from the beer, leaned forward. "Under a bloody hedge!" He burst into laughter at his own expense.
"That's rough man," Rikad commented, shaking his head.
Ros nodded. "It was, but it's behind me now. After a month or so of running errands, the Chief finally let me join the crew he was training. That's how I ended up a part of the elite guard of a learned lord mage."
Rikad, his face ruddy, pointed his finger at Ros’s chest. "It’s your attitude! You always train the hardest. It’s changed the whole team's tone."
Ros nodded again, serious. "I gotta! The fifteen hundred gee I make every month now is probably more than I did in the last decade. Total! I bet we make as much as a knight commander does leading a thousand soldiers!"
Rikad looked at him suspiciously. "Wait, a decade? Aren't you still a teenager?"
Ros shrugged. "It's been a long, hard time. Anyway, I know I promised to go to see that folk band with you tonight, but I'm spent. I think I might call it an early night." He finished the beer in two long gulps and stood up.
"I get it. Besides, tomorrow's Sunday. We can finally sleep in!" Rikad pointed out.
******
Ros woke to a frantic pounding on his bedroom door. It was still dark out.
“Go away! Keep it down! You’ll wake the whole house!” Ros grumbled, mostly asleep.
“Come on man! Emergency meeting at the training yard. We gotta go now!” Rikad hoarsely whispered.
“Ah, that’s not good!” Ros threw on some clothes and headed out the door with his friend.
“Think it has something to do with what Kedril and Jourgun were doing after work?” Ros asked.
“Maybe? That was hours and hours ago, and those guys are great, and they were with the Chief,” Rikad countered.
They jogged through the mostly empty streets. The moons were behind clouds, and the dew made the cobblestones slick. The faint flickering of their leviathan oil lamp cast strange shadows in the foggy night. The city felt on edge, too many people on the streets in the middle of the night, whispering. A few times Ros thought he heard something about thunder and demons, which did nothing to calm his growing panic.
“What if something happened to Mage Thippily? Are we all unemployed now?” Ros asked, knowing Rikad knew as much as he did.
“What is the business we guard? Something to do with magically formed super secret goods that no one was allowed to talk about. I think? I should have asked,” Rikad lamented.
Finally they made it to the yard, and Kedril was standing at the gate, torch held aloft.
“Good lads! Go into the workshop and take a seat. The Chief has some tea on.” Kedril’s voice was as calm and steady as ever, but his face was pale and drawn, and his eyes never focused on them, just scanned the night intently.
“Inside? Are you sure?” Ros had never gone inside; that was the single biggest rule.
Kedril just nodded. Ros and Rikad looked at each other for courage and moved forward. The big yard door to the workshop opened a crack, and warm light was spilling out. Rikad motioned Ros to go first, and he poked his head in, fully expecting to lose it.
“Oy, is that Ros? Git your scrawny ass in here,” Chief Stanisk rumbled.
The two men felt like flies exploring a web, but inside was surprisingly normal. Five other guards were already there, and the room was a lot like any other workshop. It had planked floors, shelves and tables and one corner was even converted into a kitchen. There were a few simple stools set up, and two incredibly luxurious loungers. Like everyone else, Ros and Rikad took a stool. The Chief gestured to a kettle and mugs for the tea, but no one seemed interested.
“What’s happening, is everyone okay?” Ros finally asked.
“Short answer is yes, for now.” Stanisk said calmly. “We’ll give the other lads a few minutes to get here, then I’ll explain.”
“Holy light, sir! You aren’t wearing your armour!” This unsettled Ros more than anything he’d seen all night, it was like seeing a bear shaved. Chief was just sitting there in trousers and a shirt, sipping tea. He’d never seen the Chief without armour.
“Needs cleaned,” he answered cryptically.
Follow up questions were interrupted by the rest of the men arriving, followed by Kedril and then Jourgun, who must have been watching the far gate.
“Alright, gather round, at ease.” Stanisk started. He looked relaxed which was probably a good sign.
“You lot were hired to protect the interests of our operations. There was an attempt on Mage Thippliy’s life tonight, at his meeting. Security Specialists Kedril and Jourgun did excellent work, and I have full confidence in all of your growing abilities. Our concern is there will be additional attempts."
There was a murmur of apprehension. The mage was the company. Without him there was nothing to guard. No one here wanted to lose their jobs, but they had been suspicious from the start. The pay didn’t match the work.
Stanisk paused as Mage Thipply and the elv, that had only been speculated to exist, came down the ladder from the loft. The mage was dressed like normal, in his brown pants and a white shirt, frameless glasses and a short well maintained beard streaked with grey. The elv was wearing an oversized sweater and long stockings. It had the effect of making her upper body look human, but with the long spindly legs of a shore bird. Her huge nocturnal eyes stared at them all unblinkingly, and her long narrow fingers with too many segments wrapped around a mug of tea. Ros was both intimidated and repulsed. It was like a bird or an insect pretending to be a person, but with eyes that had intelligence and cruelty.
“Ah! Um, thank you all for coming!” The mage was directly addressing them, Ros grinned despite his fears and worries. “There have been events over the last week or so that have culminated tonight, and I no longer think that our operation in Jagged Cove is viable.” The mage saw the reaction of the crowd turn sharply negative. He hastily added, “Of course I’m not closing up shop, we’re just moving to another location. A location outside of the capital region, and I’d like you all to join us.”
Ros sighed and leaned back in relief. This wasn’t bad news at all. He’d gladly move to the bottom of the sea for the Mage. He could feel his pulse returning to normal, as other people started asking questions.
“What? I can’t leave the city, I got a wife and kids!” a guard named Theros said.
“Oh, I just started dating a baker's apprentice, is there an option to stay?” Jourgun asked.
The elv stood up, and addressed the room with an icy indifference. “This is not a negotiation. There is a ship that is leaving in about six hours. If you are on it, you will remain employed. We have also made considerations for your families. They are welcome on the ship, and you can find new homes in the town we relocate to.” She subtly nodded to the Chief before continuing. “Chief Stanisk values your skills so highly that he convinced the board of directors to offer each of you a five year contract. The contract will have some additional employment conditions, but there will be a 5000 glindi signing bonus. Follow Chief Stanisk’s instructions to get on the boat, and we’ll see you there. Or not.”
She returned to the ornate chair, and the room erupted into chaos.
“Holy light! That’s so much!”
“I’d be insane not to sign!”
“Where are we even going?”
Ros grinned from ear to ear, what’s to decide? This was the best possible outcome! Free money to see the world! Packing his bags would take no time, and he could carry everything that mattered in one trip.
Stanisk took command of the room, “You with young ‘uns, we got the company wagons for you waiting, get a move on. I’ll take the mage’s personal wagon and do a loop to Kedril’s, Eowin’s and Klive’s. The rest of you, leg it! Meet back here in three hours and tell anyone what asks, that you took a job out of the city. Be vague! Come on, pick up the pace you helpless kittens!"
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2023.06.08 20:40 ImInfinityStoned Tier 2 Tech is horrible
Tier 2 tech support is so bad. These reps rarely take phone calls. They have 20-40 minute open time In between calls, yet act bothered and annoyed when you call them. They try to refuse the call and push the work back on you 1/2 the time. They enjoy the luxury of not even 10 calls a day, while tier one tech support takes 25-40 calls a day, with also helping general customer service calls. I think the restructuring is a wake up call for a lot of lazy reps that take their free time and minimal call volume for granted. Enjoy it while you can, and some of y’all should consider taking severance if you already can’t handle more than 2 calls an hour
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2023.06.08 20:39 Particular_Egg4073 Currently treating an acute case- what should I watch out for re: chronic lyme?
I was diagnosed on Tues, am on doxy, and am improving. My first concern is, given that symptoms can continue past the end of treatment, how do I know if I need longer than 10 days of doxy? Secondly, what should I be monitoring for in the future regarding this potentially chronic condition? Thanks!
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2023.06.08 20:39 shelterbored Choosing first ebike, so overwhelming... help
I've been reading as much as I can the past few days, and now I don't feel any closer to being able to make a decision.
My use case: I want to make shorter 8-10 miles max round trips with my 2 year old daughter in tow, probably in some sort of trailer rather than on the back of the bike. I'd also like to be able to fold the bike to put it in my car and take it with me on vacation.
Based on reading this subreddit, its also clear that I want something that I can get serviced locally, and I can get parts for (I'm in NYC). So I researched it and it looks like there's a Vanmoof store (seems to expensive), there's a wing store, and a Rad power ( people shared quality concerns). There's also an REI for their electric bikes... but they also have some quality issues too.
Seems like this forum also cautions people about getting budget bikes at the $1000 and below mark, so I'm open to going up to 1500 or 2000 if it'll help avoid future problems.
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My use case: I want to make shorter 8-10 miles max round trips with my 2 year old daughter in tow, probably in some sort of trailer rather than on the back of the bike. I'd also like to be able to fold the bike to put it in my car and take it with me on vacation.
Based on reading this subreddit, its also clear that I want something that I can get serviced locally, and I can get parts for (I'm in NYC). So I researched it and it looks like there's a Vanmoof store (seems to expensive), there's a wing store, and a Rad power ( people shared quality concerns). There's also an REI for their electric bikes... but they also have some quality issues too.
Seems like this forum also cautions people about getting budget bikes at the $1000 and below mark, so I'm open to going up to 1500 or 2000 if it'll help avoid future problems.
2023.06.08 20:38 sadpancreas Insulin sensitivity change after quitting weed
I used to smoke weed daily, usually a couple of joints a day and it was a big part of my identity. I smoked for almost 10 years until 2 weeks ago i decided to quit and havent had any urge to smoke since. I feel healthier, wake up earlier and am much more productive.
Aside from that I've finally gotten my blood sugar under control [ for the most part as its still higher after falling asleep (~200mg/dl an hour after falling asleep)and then slowly dropping down to ~100 mg/dl an hour or so after waking up ] I'm waking up earlier and I'm getting much better sleep.
Still I'm having many more lows than i used to even after eating a lot and injecting less than my supposed 1u/10g of carbs. The lows persist after 3 hours of injecting insulin.
Example this morning i had a huge breakfast, ate roughly 96g of carbs initally injected 9u and then drank a juice box which is 21g of sugars. Totaling 117g of carbs but i still went low 2.5 hours after injecting. Drank another 21g of sugars went up to 110 mg/dl and the dropped down to 59, got really shaky during work. And it happened again an hour later.
I ate a huge lunch at work loaded with carbs (around 70g of carbs) injected 3 units after being at 90 mg/dl but still went low 2 times after.
Feels like i need to inject less now that ive stopped smoking since its the only thing I've really changed in my lifestyle.
Now did any of you smoke for long period while being diabetic? Did you quit and have a similar situation?
Its been 2 weeks of this and i dont want it to affect my work since i work in hospitality and really dont want to have to take the time to get out of the low sugar because it affects the service and i hate having the rest of the team pick up my workload during that time.
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Aside from that I've finally gotten my blood sugar under control [ for the most part as its still higher after falling asleep (~200mg/dl an hour after falling asleep)and then slowly dropping down to ~100 mg/dl an hour or so after waking up ] I'm waking up earlier and I'm getting much better sleep.
Still I'm having many more lows than i used to even after eating a lot and injecting less than my supposed 1u/10g of carbs. The lows persist after 3 hours of injecting insulin.
Example this morning i had a huge breakfast, ate roughly 96g of carbs initally injected 9u and then drank a juice box which is 21g of sugars. Totaling 117g of carbs but i still went low 2.5 hours after injecting. Drank another 21g of sugars went up to 110 mg/dl and the dropped down to 59, got really shaky during work. And it happened again an hour later.
I ate a huge lunch at work loaded with carbs (around 70g of carbs) injected 3 units after being at 90 mg/dl but still went low 2 times after.
Feels like i need to inject less now that ive stopped smoking since its the only thing I've really changed in my lifestyle.
Now did any of you smoke for long period while being diabetic? Did you quit and have a similar situation?
Its been 2 weeks of this and i dont want it to affect my work since i work in hospitality and really dont want to have to take the time to get out of the low sugar because it affects the service and i hate having the rest of the team pick up my workload during that time.
2023.06.08 20:37 MacaroniAndCheese0 I’d so be more mask, but it’s so expensive…
My mother chose what I wore until I was like 10. It used to men colourful skirts and frilly dresses. (she didn’t have much money as a child and couldn’t get her own dresses so she does it on me) I love the tomboy style. With chains and everything. I told my mom once, I wanted oversized pants. And she told me I’d look ugly. So she told me she’s not wasting her money on useless stuff like that.
I have to pay for the clothes she doesn’t approve of or like. Which is fine. But I don’t have an allowance. Or pocket money. I just have b day money.
Ever since the tomboy style became trendy and the new girly, the price and demand has skyrocketed. An oversized used to cost me like 20 bucks and now it’s like 50.
My hair as well. My parents pay. But every time I go, and say I want a wolf cut or smt, my mom sneaks in: but under the shoulder. Because I’d “look like a boy” in short hair.
THATS THE POINT
My mom knows im les. Kinda pushes away the idea like: “ur gonna have a great husband in the future” even tho I say im gay.
Well she then told me: but your girlfriend will be the man in the relationship. You’re girly.
IM SORRY MOM WERE BOTH WOMEN, NO ONE IS THE “MAN”
And my girlfriend is actually girlier than me.
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I have to pay for the clothes she doesn’t approve of or like. Which is fine. But I don’t have an allowance. Or pocket money. I just have b day money.
Ever since the tomboy style became trendy and the new girly, the price and demand has skyrocketed. An oversized used to cost me like 20 bucks and now it’s like 50.
My hair as well. My parents pay. But every time I go, and say I want a wolf cut or smt, my mom sneaks in: but under the shoulder. Because I’d “look like a boy” in short hair.
THATS THE POINT
My mom knows im les. Kinda pushes away the idea like: “ur gonna have a great husband in the future” even tho I say im gay.
Well she then told me: but your girlfriend will be the man in the relationship. You’re girly.
IM SORRY MOM WERE BOTH WOMEN, NO ONE IS THE “MAN”
And my girlfriend is actually girlier than me.
2023.06.08 20:36 Living_Assumption_51 3 months post op euphoria is finally hitting!
 | Holy shit guys, I’m 3 months postop now and I feel like I have finally come home to myself. My chest finally feels like mine, though I still can’t believe how amazing it looks and that this is actually ME. I am so grateful and want to share this with all of you still working towards it, to perhaps lift your spirits and ease your waiting, as previous posts here did for me. The wait is worth it. It will get better. submitted by Living_Assumption_51 to TopSurgery [link] [comments] My surgical journey:
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2023.06.08 20:36 rthomas10 ATT data plan on a princess cruise
Going to hawaii from Los Angeles with inlaws for 16 days and rather than the internet plan I was thinking about getting the att talk, text, data (1gb) plan for 100 dollars and 10 dollars per gb over. has anyone ever used this? ATT said to enable roaming so I gather it's like a international roaming plan? To save data did you just come out of airplane mode when you wanted to check texts and make calls and such or did you leave it in regular roaming mode for the entire trip? I can imagine the later eating a lot of data with background processes and such. Anyone with knowledge or experience with this plan?
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2023.06.08 20:36 smol__might (Just wanna spread this)
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2023.06.08 20:35 BellingerGuy310 YSK: Although credit score apps, such as Credit Karma and Experian, can help improve your credit by tracking debts, utilization, and account ages, they are a fairly poor tool for checking your actual credit score.
I want to start by mentioning that the purpose of this post is not to diminish the progress many have made, because I know how hard it can be to rebuild credit, but I do believe it’s important for everyone to understand where they actually stand.
I’ve seen a trend of people posting their credit score progress, primarily using Credit Karma for their impressive before and after. Although progress, no matter how small, is something to celebrate, it’s important to understand what you’re actually seeing.
It’s been about six years since I began my own journey to improve my credit. My (at the time) girlfriend and I were looking into purchasing our first home, but I had poor credit (585). Knowing that I needed a score of at least 620 to receive approval on a loan, steps towards fixing my credit needed to happen. I spoke with a financial advisor, who created a plan to help improve my credit score over a span of a couple years.
It only took about three months before I began seeing a change in my score, at least while tracking it on Credit Karma’s app. Another three months had passed, and I was over the moon to see a score of 655. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to accomplish these positive changes!
Fast forward another 10 months or so and we were again looking at houses. I no longer had the fear of being rejected by lenders, as my score just kept going up. At this point, about a year and a half into my journey to fix my credit, my Credit Karma score was sitting at around 710. I was doing everything right, and it made sense to me (at the time) that the progress I had made was legitimate.
We found an amazing home, decided we wanted to make our first offer, and sought approval from a local lender. Within a few hours, we were informed that we were denied the loan, specifically due to a low credit score. It didn’t make any sense at the time, as I knew I had a 710, and my girlfriend had a score of 792. I wanted to look further into the issue, but another offer was accepted that evening. We were back to shopping the market for a house, and simply assumed the previous denial had been for a number of reasons, so I didn’t look into it as much as I should have.
Within the coming weeks, unrelated to the house search, I decided to request a balance increase to a credit card I have had with Bank of America for some time. It was only a $1,000 increase, so I hadn’t even considered any chance of a denial. Well, sure as shit, I got a letter in the mail a few days later apologizing for the denial of my request. There was only one reason for the denial, and it was “poor credit”.
At this point, I knew something had to be wrong with the information they had on me, because I could clearly see that I had a 700+ score. Curious if there was possibly an issue with Credit Karma’s app, I also downloaded Experian to compare the scores. As expected, the scores on the two apps were within 10 points of each other. I scheduled an appointment with my bank for the following day, and flat out asked why their systems weren’t updating my increasing score. This is, unfortunately, when I learned that the scores given on these apps are essentially irrelevant.
The account manager at my bank was nice enough to explain what was happening, and it was both eye-opening and upsetting. Someone’s credit score is determined by a number of factors, and this varies from lender to lender. When it came to a house, car, or personal loan, nearly every lender in this country calculates your score in a way different than what’s being seen on these credit score apps. They want you to continue using the app, because they’re a business and want users to purchase their services, see their adds, and use the lenders they recommend. So it’s obviously in their best interest for users to see impressive changes, which keeps them checking on a regular basis. My account manager then asked me to open my Bank of America app, as well as my Discovery CC app, and check what they were showing my FICO score as. My stomach sank when I saw 611 on one, and 617 on the other.
As it turns out, Credit Karma and Experian had been giving me a false sense of success for over a year and a half, which was devastating. Although I could show fiends and family a high credit score, it meant nothing to the institutions I needed lines of credit from.
Although having the wind knocked out of my sails was rough, I stuck at it and continued strengthening my credit. It took longer than expected, but it’s now been years since I began this journey and the score recognized by lenders has finally surpassed 700. With that’s said, my Credit Karma account, which I never deleted, shows scores of 798 and 793. Although I’m now aware how little those scores actually mean to my overall financial success, it’s still fun to watch them rise.
At the end of the day, I don’t think these apps are evil or anything, I just don't want people getting ahead of themselves based solely on the information they’re receiving from them. Your best way to get a proper idea of what your credit looks like is to check your banking or credit card apps. As far as I know, all of them offer free FICO checks.
I’m sorry if this post leads to any of the same disappointment I once felt, but having a true grasp of your credit score, at least the one that lenders see, is extremely important.
TLDR; Credit Karma and Experian are fun apps, but the scores shown on there are often irrelevant to what’s needed when applying for a loan. For a realistic idea of your important credit score, log into your online banking or credit card app snd see what they show as your FICO score. This score is what’s being used when applying for a loan from essentially every financial institution in this nation.
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I’ve seen a trend of people posting their credit score progress, primarily using Credit Karma for their impressive before and after. Although progress, no matter how small, is something to celebrate, it’s important to understand what you’re actually seeing.
It’s been about six years since I began my own journey to improve my credit. My (at the time) girlfriend and I were looking into purchasing our first home, but I had poor credit (585). Knowing that I needed a score of at least 620 to receive approval on a loan, steps towards fixing my credit needed to happen. I spoke with a financial advisor, who created a plan to help improve my credit score over a span of a couple years.
It only took about three months before I began seeing a change in my score, at least while tracking it on Credit Karma’s app. Another three months had passed, and I was over the moon to see a score of 655. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to accomplish these positive changes!
Fast forward another 10 months or so and we were again looking at houses. I no longer had the fear of being rejected by lenders, as my score just kept going up. At this point, about a year and a half into my journey to fix my credit, my Credit Karma score was sitting at around 710. I was doing everything right, and it made sense to me (at the time) that the progress I had made was legitimate.
We found an amazing home, decided we wanted to make our first offer, and sought approval from a local lender. Within a few hours, we were informed that we were denied the loan, specifically due to a low credit score. It didn’t make any sense at the time, as I knew I had a 710, and my girlfriend had a score of 792. I wanted to look further into the issue, but another offer was accepted that evening. We were back to shopping the market for a house, and simply assumed the previous denial had been for a number of reasons, so I didn’t look into it as much as I should have.
Within the coming weeks, unrelated to the house search, I decided to request a balance increase to a credit card I have had with Bank of America for some time. It was only a $1,000 increase, so I hadn’t even considered any chance of a denial. Well, sure as shit, I got a letter in the mail a few days later apologizing for the denial of my request. There was only one reason for the denial, and it was “poor credit”.
At this point, I knew something had to be wrong with the information they had on me, because I could clearly see that I had a 700+ score. Curious if there was possibly an issue with Credit Karma’s app, I also downloaded Experian to compare the scores. As expected, the scores on the two apps were within 10 points of each other. I scheduled an appointment with my bank for the following day, and flat out asked why their systems weren’t updating my increasing score. This is, unfortunately, when I learned that the scores given on these apps are essentially irrelevant.
The account manager at my bank was nice enough to explain what was happening, and it was both eye-opening and upsetting. Someone’s credit score is determined by a number of factors, and this varies from lender to lender. When it came to a house, car, or personal loan, nearly every lender in this country calculates your score in a way different than what’s being seen on these credit score apps. They want you to continue using the app, because they’re a business and want users to purchase their services, see their adds, and use the lenders they recommend. So it’s obviously in their best interest for users to see impressive changes, which keeps them checking on a regular basis. My account manager then asked me to open my Bank of America app, as well as my Discovery CC app, and check what they were showing my FICO score as. My stomach sank when I saw 611 on one, and 617 on the other.
As it turns out, Credit Karma and Experian had been giving me a false sense of success for over a year and a half, which was devastating. Although I could show fiends and family a high credit score, it meant nothing to the institutions I needed lines of credit from.
Although having the wind knocked out of my sails was rough, I stuck at it and continued strengthening my credit. It took longer than expected, but it’s now been years since I began this journey and the score recognized by lenders has finally surpassed 700. With that’s said, my Credit Karma account, which I never deleted, shows scores of 798 and 793. Although I’m now aware how little those scores actually mean to my overall financial success, it’s still fun to watch them rise.
At the end of the day, I don’t think these apps are evil or anything, I just don't want people getting ahead of themselves based solely on the information they’re receiving from them. Your best way to get a proper idea of what your credit looks like is to check your banking or credit card apps. As far as I know, all of them offer free FICO checks.
I’m sorry if this post leads to any of the same disappointment I once felt, but having a true grasp of your credit score, at least the one that lenders see, is extremely important.
TLDR; Credit Karma and Experian are fun apps, but the scores shown on there are often irrelevant to what’s needed when applying for a loan. For a realistic idea of your important credit score, log into your online banking or credit card app snd see what they show as your FICO score. This score is what’s being used when applying for a loan from essentially every financial institution in this nation.
2023.06.08 20:35 Fair_League6042 Middle Text
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2023.06.08 20:35 itxreigns [F4M] Ghostface Plot
Hello! I'm looking for some role-play partners. Please read the whole post. A little about me, I'm a 23 year old female. I am in the PST time zone. I've been writing for 10+ years. I can usually respond several times a day, but I do work so usually my replies will be slow/nonexistent during the times I work.
As for the plots I’m thinking up:
I have a few ideas that I will discuss in dms, it is a Oc x Ghostface plot where you will be playing the ghostface from DBDL (dead by daylight).
I use discord and I write in 3rd person. If this sounds like something you are interested in message me and we can talk all about our ideas! Hopefully, we can work something out. :)
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As for the plots I’m thinking up:
I have a few ideas that I will discuss in dms, it is a Oc x Ghostface plot where you will be playing the ghostface from DBDL (dead by daylight).
I use discord and I write in 3rd person. If this sounds like something you are interested in message me and we can talk all about our ideas! Hopefully, we can work something out. :)
2023.06.08 20:34 GaKiiArts Guidance/Tips needed
 | Hello everyone , I'm new to the game and I have to say I really REALLY enjoy it . I'm an Outerplane player and saw many people talk about EpicSeven and thought to give it a go and I'm hooked with it , my account is 3 days old ( yeah you can mock me if you want about it ) . I'm here to ask help/guidance or at least point me at the right direction so I can proceed , by you guys with more experience than me . Down below you'll see my main team . It might not be a good comp but with trial and error we learn . submitted by GaKiiArts to EpicSeven [link] [comments] I finished the episode 1 adventure and locked the rest episodes . My problem is that my characters are stuck at level 50 and enemies on the rest episodes are stronger than me and that hinders my progress and farming capabilities for higher rewards etc . I can't progress them to a higher level because spirit blooms aren't easy to come by . I know that I can buy with Stigma the epic ones but it costs 40k+ for 10 pieces and I only have like 22k at the moment , I don't know yet the best method to farm Stigma . So what should I do ? Farm Hunt for equipment , like should I spend all my energy farming there ? If I make my current equipment +15 will I be fine as they stand ? I don't know what to do guys . Any tips are very appreciated and I hope this post doesn't discourage you to help my account and progress . Thanks in advance My Iseria as she stands right now https://preview.redd.it/mwc3z3jl7u4b1.png?width=1783&format=png&auto=webp&s=14dd92286b9b8421d04004a784dd900c08a5ab6a https://preview.redd.it/ipwrgjqm7u4b1.png?width=1782&format=png&auto=webp&s=2ae923bc4e25d6c67513a409a1a93cf3daa5880e https://preview.redd.it/0tdfpokn7u4b1.png?width=1783&format=png&auto=webp&s=a788591c07cc0d456e565c24b4cc00c7baaf407f https://preview.redd.it/biqt4tfo7u4b1.png?width=1741&format=png&auto=webp&s=00bf6064cfea3a4d463260b295012a792bf2d2e2 https://preview.redd.it/xsz8xt7p7u4b1.png?width=1743&format=png&auto=webp&s=c4ed2b4a8c9e5b5a9f24351b46cdd2b85c2bbf1a |
2023.06.08 20:34 Aezys [Physics 1] Struggling with gravitation quizzes
![[Physics 1] Struggling with gravitation quizzes](https://preview.redd.it/ccgvt7xu8u4b1.jpg?width=320&crop=smart&auto=webp&s=1453ddae7618c4ca58fb0865a75aa717e75a3378 "[Physics 1] Struggling with gravitation quizzes") | Hi, I’m in my first year of university, I’m struggling with these quizzes and they might be basic but I just don’t know what to try anymore. Help on even just one of these questions is greatly appreciated. submitted by Aezys to PhysicsStudents [link] [comments] 1) A spaceship of mass m is rotating around a planet of mass M with an orbit of R. What’s the energy necessary to move the spaceship to a circular orbit of radius 3R? The correct answer is GmM/3R and I’m not sure why? This answer to me feels like the initial gravitational potential is 0, which clearly it’s not. 2) Three masses of 5kg are placed like this (photo) What’s the intensity of the force on the mass in x=0.40, y=0? I drew the triangle that connects the masses and calculated the angle on the base as theta = arctan(y/x) So F3x = F23 + F13x, F3y = F13y with F13x = Gm2/(x2+y2) * cos(theta) and F13y the same but with sine. F3 = sqrt(F3x2 + F3y2) = 2.7 * 10-8 is what I got. But the correct answer is 1.6 * 10-8. What am I doing wrong? 3) The mass of the Earth and the Sun are 5.981024 and 1.991030 kg. Assuming Earth’s orbit around the Sun is circular and with a period of 365 days, what’s the force the Earth applies on the Sun? To calculate F I’m missing R. I know that T = 2piv, but that doesn’t help me because I don’t the velocity of the orbit. How do I solve this? 4) A synchronous orbit around Earth is when the period of the orbit is the same as the length of a day. If the length of a day is 24h, and Earth radius is 6.37*106 m, how high should a body be compared to Earth’s surface to be in a synchronous orbit? Similar problem here. I know T=2pi(R+h)/v, but what’s v? How do I found it? 5) A sphere has a mass m distributed uniformly on its volume of radius R. We can say that: and the correct answer is -The gravitational field inside the sphere has module proportional to the distance from the center. I feel like I should know this. But it also says to apply Gauss’s law as an hint. And I only from Gauss that the flux of the field is -G4pi*m, where m is the mass inside of the surface. I’m not sure where the relation to the distance comes from. Thanks in advance |