"When are you makin' one o' those for me?" Tal teased the hunter as they worked to unload the plants. "Just, y'know, less gaudy." Because he couldn't resist falling back into their usual banter now that the Wild Thunder had pulled himself out of his arts-and-crafts-imposed silence.
Their hike to the base of the Spire was blessedly uneventful, though the sun beat down mercilessly on them. It wasn't far, at least, and Tal withdrew a pair of small shovels from his Bag of Holding and tossed one to Sah so they could start digging a few feet out from the base. The heat was already oppressive and they'd barely started, but there was a rumble of thunder in the distance, coming from the Levinsward.
"Well, don't just stand around braggin' about it. We gotta soften this crappy soil up!" The courier grimaced as he worked his shovel into the dry earth, using brute strength and hoping the shovel didn't break as he levered out a spadeful of dry, dusty dirt and deposited it off to the side.
Their hike to the base of the Spire was blessedly uneventful, though the sun beat down mercilessly on them. It wasn't far, at least, and Tal withdrew a pair of small shovels from his Bag of Holding and tossed one to Sah so they could start digging a few feet out from the base. The heat was already oppressive and they'd barely started, but there was a rumble of thunder in the distance, coming from the Levinsward.
"Well, don't just stand around braggin' about it. We gotta soften this crappy soil up!" The courier grimaced as he worked his shovel into the dry earth, using brute strength and hoping the shovel didn't break as he levered out a spadeful of dry, dusty dirt and deposited it off to the side.
