yet my blood renders me a King
"Alright, let's get to it." Sah chuckled, "The sooner we finish, the sooner we can have a well-deserved soak." He might not be physically tired, but the mental break of warm water sounded lovely right now.
Telekinesis and manual labor were always a solid combination and the Abandoned easily repeated the motions as he cleared up the rock debris. He made sure to pile the stones in a place where they wouldn't topple into the water or impede anyone trying to get into the springs. The pile steadily grew, and Sah found enjoyment in piecing it together like a puzzle. He wasn't an artist, but rock gardens were a thing, yes? He could have sworn he'd seen some in Torchline. Surely his small 'mountain' counted.
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Sah cleans by clearing rock debris.
Telekinesis and manual labor were always a solid combination and the Abandoned easily repeated the motions as he cleared up the rock debris. He made sure to pile the stones in a place where they wouldn't topple into the water or impede anyone trying to get into the springs. The pile steadily grew, and Sah found enjoyment in piecing it together like a puzzle. He wasn't an artist, but rock gardens were a thing, yes? He could have sworn he'd seen some in Torchline. Surely his small 'mountain' counted.
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Sah cleans by clearing rock debris.
Sah
