Maea
I am out with lanterns
By virtue of being a recovering perfectionist, Maea looked at the straggling twigs with an expression of near physical pain. On one hand she realized that they wouldn't compromise the stability of the fence, but on the other hand she disliked leaving a job that didn't look finished. Then there was the whole 'embrace the chaos' mentality she was trying to embrace, and that sort of required her to leave the twigs exactly the way they were.
"Saved by the bell," she sighed, when Liam called for help just as her resolve began to slip. Picking up her shovel she began to head for the pile of rocks together with Remi, pausing by the pile of tools only to trade it for a pair of gloves. "Remi, you know these woods fairly well, right? Do you know if the Fae would be terribly offended if a shrine to Dygra were to appear at some point?" Bending over to pick up a rock, she grunted under the strain waddled off to set it by the base of the targets and dummies. "I noticed there are shrines for all the other gods scattered through the region, so it doesn't seem like they are terribly picky... but what do you think?"
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Maea begin stacking rocks around the targets to anchor them.
"Saved by the bell," she sighed, when Liam called for help just as her resolve began to slip. Picking up her shovel she began to head for the pile of rocks together with Remi, pausing by the pile of tools only to trade it for a pair of gloves. "Remi, you know these woods fairly well, right? Do you know if the Fae would be terribly offended if a shrine to Dygra were to appear at some point?" Bending over to pick up a rock, she grunted under the strain waddled off to set it by the base of the targets and dummies. "I noticed there are shrines for all the other gods scattered through the region, so it doesn't seem like they are terribly picky... but what do you think?"
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Maea begin stacking rocks around the targets to anchor them.
Looking for myself
