The NPCs left without complaint and Edmund returned to his tasks. All alone, his progress was slow, but it was better than nothing. With his hammer and nails, he worked steadily. The sound of hammer strikes was a constant tempo as he made progress on securing the railings, stairway, and footings. If anyone were to fall through, fingers would be pointed, and the Ancient had enough on his plate already.
If the structure wasn't made of wood, he'd have used his magic to weld it together. It was probably for the best that it wasn't. He'd never tried to weld before and who knows how crooked it would have ended up.
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Edmund keeps working on the railings, stairway, and footings.
If the structure wasn't made of wood, he'd have used his magic to weld it together. It was probably for the best that it wasn't. He'd never tried to weld before and who knows how crooked it would have ended up.
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Edmund keeps working on the railings, stairway, and footings.
Edmund
Come dance in the shadows
