Rhiannon
Despite what Rhiannon might think about Deimos being a workaholic, she had to concede that there was some level of balance in his life - otherwise, he wouldn't be able to have a family. It was admirable, really, the way he was able to juggle his Warden and guild duties with being a husband and father; something to aspire to, perhaps, one day in the far distant future where Rhi assumed she would eventually meet someone and settle down. Or maybe she would stay as she was forever, single and content to be able to go where she wanted and do what she wanted without having anyone to answer to.
"Thank you," she said as she continued to inspect her crossbow, tweaking a gear here and there to ensure maximum draw strength. "I will, if we can't get it fixed soon. It's not too bad now, but I'd hate for it to become a real problem." For it to spring a leak, or become structurally unsound somehow - neither would be particularly fun for the Cassidy family to deal with.
Completing her work on the crossbow, she moved to the next item on the wall: another trebuchet. And so they continued checking weaponry, chatting about this and that, until their task was complete and Rhi bid Deimos farewell, resuming her run before returning home to attempt to help her father with their roof.
fin
"Thank you," she said as she continued to inspect her crossbow, tweaking a gear here and there to ensure maximum draw strength. "I will, if we can't get it fixed soon. It's not too bad now, but I'd hate for it to become a real problem." For it to spring a leak, or become structurally unsound somehow - neither would be particularly fun for the Cassidy family to deal with.
Completing her work on the crossbow, she moved to the next item on the wall: another trebuchet. And so they continued checking weaponry, chatting about this and that, until their task was complete and Rhi bid Deimos farewell, resuming her run before returning home to attempt to help her father with their roof.
fin
they say looks can kill and I might try
