Evie
When hope and peace begin to fray
It’s not a great start to the morning, between the exhaustion and the difficult cement. But much like Talyson, she is a stubborn creature, and the two of them toil away grumpily at their mixtures long after they should have been ready. It’s both a physical and magical workout, not how she wanted to start off the work, but eventually they have to throw in the towel and deem the cement usable.
Wiping her sweat with her forearm, she nods silently to Deimos, and goes about using a combination of earth, telekinesis, and trowels to direct the cement to the cracks to begin the patchwork.
- - -
Evie begins patching as well with both of her magics.
Wiping her sweat with her forearm, she nods silently to Deimos, and goes about using a combination of earth, telekinesis, and trowels to direct the cement to the cracks to begin the patchwork.
- - -
Evie begins patching as well with both of her magics.
know that daybreak is not far away
