ISAR
Arm yourself
Well, it was a learning opportunity, right? And as it was clear to him that the Seawright knew what he was doing, be was fairly confident that he would walk away from this armed with a budding new set of excellent skills. That of course didn't mean that Isar enjoyed getting splinters or nicking his fingers with the saw.
When an opportunity presented itself to switch job, he enthusiastically threw himself into the simpler task of stripping the rigging and sails off the mast. At least this was self explanatory; and since it was all broken anyway, it didn't matter if he had to ass another few cuts in canvas or rope, as they had to be repaired anyway. Why, he would even be willing to help; unlike wood, Isar knew his way around needle and thread, the way any nomad who cared for his own equipment should.
Isar deals with the sails.
When an opportunity presented itself to switch job, he enthusiastically threw himself into the simpler task of stripping the rigging and sails off the mast. At least this was self explanatory; and since it was all broken anyway, it didn't matter if he had to ass another few cuts in canvas or rope, as they had to be repaired anyway. Why, he would even be willing to help; unlike wood, Isar knew his way around needle and thread, the way any nomad who cared for his own equipment should.
Isar deals with the sails.
Because no one else here will save you
