A certain crossdressing Halfling seems to be going ballistic, having read a certain missive. "Wooooooo! I'm no longer illegal in Haelun'or!" Taylor would exclaim, before reading the rest of the missive. "... A gay license? What the ****? I understand where they're coming from, elves can't do the children construction- I- er- mean production very well, but a license? Why? Just why? When would that be necessary? Just make them be able to prove that they're above 500 and then leave them be, no matter if they made children or not." Taylor would say, ending his ramble. He puts the missive somewhere and continues on with his day.