Clasping his hands together heartily, Dorian leans forward in a respectfully low bow. "My many thanks." He beams to Hadama, stepping aside that the king might go about his way.
And what mayhap becomes of the Tidebreaker's carefully maintained piles with their clear instructions and well-sectioned-off parameters? Well, of course Dorian was doing his utmost to keep things running just as smoothly as the King had done, but the day was hot, morale was wavering, and accidents were bound to happen.
"Yes, yes, just there is perfect." Dorian called loudly. "Oh dear, no not that one. That pile there, if you please." And so on and so forth.
Dorian instructs
And what mayhap becomes of the Tidebreaker's carefully maintained piles with their clear instructions and well-sectioned-off parameters? Well, of course Dorian was doing his utmost to keep things running just as smoothly as the King had done, but the day was hot, morale was wavering, and accidents were bound to happen.
"Yes, yes, just there is perfect." Dorian called loudly. "Oh dear, no not that one. That pile there, if you please." And so on and so forth.
Dorian instructs
