Many things happened in the last weeks... After the flood and the earth-quake there had to be cleaned and repaired a lot on the island. But finally last week Franzi could stand on the top of the cave, look over the island and nod satisfied. The birds started to sing again, the few tajuks that survived the catastrophe are running in the woods again. And the savage boys crawl out from their hidaways.
Franziskus frowned a bit as he saw, that all their trading goods in their stocks were victim of the flood. Worthless. With a resigned sigh he considers to become a thief or other possibilities to get their values back. On the other side... who needs tarsks on a natural island like this?