[You are greeted by a man who looks nothing like his usual self, a bit lazy and unkempt and half asleep. He had a long couple of nights exploring, alright? But he runs a hand over his chin and looks thoughtful.]

You know. I was going to ask something else, but... I'd give twenty bucks I don't have for a good shave and a trim on my hair.

Yeah, you've heard it before. Doesn't change that there's necessity. Somebody ought to make a list of this stuff. Barbers, tailors, cooks, things like that.

[The feed flickers on to a young dwarf sitting at the base of a tree, the beginnings of an arrow in one hand as he went about sanding it down. The green of the oxygen gardens is something of a comfort to Kili nowadays, when he’s not at the forge, so it’s really no surprise to find him here.]

I was wondering if anybody would be welcome to bartering something for feathers I could use as fletching. I’ve a few left from before I arrived, but I would like to get a few more if I could. [A pause, head tilting.] I've not much on me, but the offer my brother and I made in our last message still stands, and we’ve managed to get our forge running. I know there were a few who had asked of it.

--That’s all for now, I suppose.

[Kili smiles brightly to the camera, and takes a moment to attempt to filter the feed away from the populace, managing it after a try or two.]

( PRIVATE; Filtered to Netherlands )