My spores been growing by the day; my days been shining bright
That's more like it! Mateo is feeling very good about himself for getting the workers to comply (even though it's absolutely all on the reputation of his father), and things are going quite well, he thinks, up until it appears that they've run out of wood. Hearing Lisbeth's voice, the boy excuses himself from his crew to go and see what all the fuss is about, his brows furrowing to hear that they're in need of more lumber.
"Do we know where the nearest suppliers are?" he wonders. "Or are there extra supplies out at the Dragon's Nest?" That seems like the most logical place to start, but obviously Mateo has no idea if they have traded to get that lumber. And if they haven't, he has no idea what they might offer for it.
"Do we know where the nearest suppliers are?" he wonders. "Or are there extra supplies out at the Dragon's Nest?" That seems like the most logical place to start, but obviously Mateo has no idea if they have traded to get that lumber. And if they haven't, he has no idea what they might offer for it.
mateo!
