I fear no monsters, for no monsters I see.
She shrugged. "As long as you stay out of my way."
Obviously done with the conversation - now that their situation had been clarified - Thal turned back to the work.
A comfortable rhythm began to set in. Pick up the wood, inspect it, place it in the pile. So far, most of the pieces had been snapped but salvageable. Although it would still take time, it looked like there would be plenty of wood. Melita had been right about how many valuables she might find, but Thal refused to admit that. Instead, she glanced up in surprise that others had apparently come and completed the port while she had been distracted with collecting. That just left one less step for her.
Thal began shifting her pile to the end of the pier and signaled to her crew to bring the ship closer. By the time the sun was nearing the horizon, the ship had crept up to her location. She ordered her crew to careen the ship again in preparation for repairs. When her commands had been followed, the ship was positioned for easy access to the damage.
She lifted up the first plank of wood that fit the gap, anxious to start the process despite the setting sun. There was a lot of work ahead. Not caring if the fiery redhead had stuck around, Thal sang a sea shanty to the rhythm of her work.
Obviously done with the conversation - now that their situation had been clarified - Thal turned back to the work.
A comfortable rhythm began to set in. Pick up the wood, inspect it, place it in the pile. So far, most of the pieces had been snapped but salvageable. Although it would still take time, it looked like there would be plenty of wood. Melita had been right about how many valuables she might find, but Thal refused to admit that. Instead, she glanced up in surprise that others had apparently come and completed the port while she had been distracted with collecting. That just left one less step for her.
Thal began shifting her pile to the end of the pier and signaled to her crew to bring the ship closer. By the time the sun was nearing the horizon, the ship had crept up to her location. She ordered her crew to careen the ship again in preparation for repairs. When her commands had been followed, the ship was positioned for easy access to the damage.
She lifted up the first plank of wood that fit the gap, anxious to start the process despite the setting sun. There was a lot of work ahead. Not caring if the fiery redhead had stuck around, Thal sang a sea shanty to the rhythm of her work.
Becaue all this time the monster has been me.
THALASSA
