One Harried Hornbill


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 * Goodness! Look at the sun! It's nearly time for the festival commemorating the coalescence of the Pride Lands.
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 * It is the PREEMINENT annual event on the royal calendar - celebrated for generations! How could I possibly have forgotten!?
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 * I suppose I'll have to make do with the den we've established here - cut the number of antelopes in the parade by half...
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 * And that's to say NOTHING of the twenty-one hippo salute -- if you'll excuse me, there's MUCH too much to do!
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 * And that's to say NOTHING of the twenty-one hippo salute -- if you'll excuse me, there's MUCH too much to do!
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Level 3 "Organize Home"
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 * Sedn Zazu to organize the Festival of the Lion King.
 * 4h
 * 5, 50
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 * Yes, well: there's a rather amusing story behind that... You see, it doesn't actually take place until the RAINY season.
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 * In my defense, this new land is so marvelously lush, it seems to be playing merry havoc with my internal calendar!
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 * We hornbills are native to the Savannah, you know.
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 * Though that doesn't change the fact that I now have to placate twenty-one irate hippos...
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 * Though that doesn't change the fact that I now have to placate twenty-one irate hippos...
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