WESSEX
the wraith
They’re nothing if not busy little robo-bees, the three of them gathering and breaking things until a cart is full. Unfortunately for Varus, he had a small mishap during his collecting - maybe it was all the hair in his eyes? - and his hammer slipped, smashing down on his pinky. It isn’t broken, and there isn’t any pain, but he might need to find a blacksmith later. Cam, for all their new Ascended muscles and lack of pain, may also feel a bit tired - but certainly not enough to stop them. Wessex just breaks shit too hard, and the first couple of breaks end up with more pulverized dust and gravel than useable pieces. But eventually, she, too, gets its right. The horse’s owner is able to lead it to the Barracks site, where it will be unloaded. Which leaves them with one cart to fill and all the easily harvested stone already taken up.
So now it’s on to the bigger fish - the houses. Long since stripped of any glass or valuables, they’re sturdy shells that need to be taken apart from the top-down. Luckily for them, this one doesn’t really have a roof, so there’s nothing to collapse in on them. As the cart trundles away, Wessex turns to the two of them and gestures to House A. “Alright, well, let’s see if we can’t safely dismantle this thing from the top down. Walls first, then let’s see if any beams can be salvaged.” Peering over at the house, she frowns slightly. “I’d really like to take the walls as they are, so let’s try to get them at the mortar seams.”
Big try. Hey, worst comes to worst and they’ll just get lots more stone.
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Okaaaaaay let's try to take this house apart >.>
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
