I should go tell Findekáno what's going on, I wasn't planning on being away this long. I can come back before dinner and teleport whoever you're sending over?

Sounds good!

All right, see you then. And she goes.

Hey. They have any useful ideas?

A reassuring hug is in order here.

Not really - they agreed that there's not much we can do that isn't too risky, and then we got distracted; Maitimo wanted to see if there were any other new species, so we looked, and we found another group of the same one and then what I think was Doriath - very magical, and then it moved where my portal was looking, and I don't know if that made my spell a miscast or not so we stopped looking.

Yikes. Okay. Is the other group of the same ones safe?

Yeah, it looks like the Enemy hasn't found them - they're farther away from Angband and didn't say anything about monsters. They didn't have stone buildings or anything, either; Maitimo wants to teach them agriculture and reading and things.

They should probably have some consistent contact with the rest of us, yeah.

She nods. Maitimo's getting some people together, I'm going to go back before dinner to teleport them. And they're going to see if we can find out more about Doriath; I'd like to know what happened with that if we can figure it out.

Understandably. Did you get a sense of where it was?

Not really. The place was very magical, no kind I've seen before, and then after we'd been looking at it for maybe ten seconds the portal changed, without any warning or anything.

Well, that probably means we can expect the same for Angband.

Yeah. Which means we're probably looking at a few decades before anyone's ready to try it.

Yeah.

Sigh.

Do you know what you would've done if I hadn't been here?

How would we have ever learned they existed?

I meant about the Enemy.

We didn't have a plan. Keep people safe, and stop him when he tried things, and invent and invent until maybe we invented something that would do it.

Nod, lean. So ten years is probably still better.

Oh, definitely. 

Nod. Ten years is a long time, for kobolds.

It's a long time for anyone to be in Angband. But getting this right is more important.

Yeah.

Ten seconds before the portal redirected, hmm?

About that, yeah. She sends the memory.