The multitude of hands at play here turn long and heavy work into something that moves faster and lighter for it. It's motivating to see it all come together—wood and effort taking on a familiar form, almost seeming to appear at your side as your focus lent itself to one part of the whole. It offers more after just a bit of focus from one. Everyone's stronger, not worn out on struggling and fighting with something a little too heavy, or having a spare hand reach in to help if they are.
It's still not easy, and it's still been hours, but it's coming together faster than if it'd just been the three of them. Maea's perch maintains a good flow with the workers on the ground, andDamien's strength comes in handy several times. With Aria handled and not proving a hazard or a distraction, Colt's earlier bite fades easy, especially with his apology and quick correction. Everyone makes mistakes, the key is what gets done with them.
She's grateful to all the help, because this really isn't a task that could wait. A few people still fuck up and have to strip the progress and rework it, most of them not professional builders, but she'd take that risk over letting her livestock starve because weather and vermin got into her freshly purchased supplies.
Exhaling heavily, Colt steps back to survey the walls they've built and raised up, and a weary, sweat-marked smile slips in. "Almost done! Y'all on fire. Must be hotter than a billy goat in a pepper patch!" he cheer rises over the throng of people. "Now we got roofing, vents to install, and the front doors." She'd worry about a coat of paint later. She nods her head towards the tar and shingles, with ladders, hammers, and nails all around and available. The vents are cut metal not far off from the tar, needing to be slotted into place and affixed with some screws. The doors had handles and hinges that needed adding, and several strong hands to wield the large panels to fit them upright and in place to swing.
Round 4: final round! You can either help with the roof, the vents, or the doors - 1 per task.
It's still not easy, and it's still been hours, but it's coming together faster than if it'd just been the three of them. Maea's perch maintains a good flow with the workers on the ground, and
She's grateful to all the help, because this really isn't a task that could wait. A few people still fuck up and have to strip the progress and rework it, most of them not professional builders, but she'd take that risk over letting her livestock starve because weather and vermin got into her freshly purchased supplies.
Exhaling heavily, Colt steps back to survey the walls they've built and raised up, and a weary, sweat-marked smile slips in. "Almost done! Y'all on fire. Must be hotter than a billy goat in a pepper patch!" he cheer rises over the throng of people. "Now we got roofing, vents to install, and the front doors." She'd worry about a coat of paint later. She nods her head towards the tar and shingles, with ladders, hammers, and nails all around and available. The vents are cut metal not far off from the tar, needing to be slotted into place and affixed with some screws. The doors had handles and hinges that needed adding, and several strong hands to wield the large panels to fit them upright and in place to swing.
Round 4: final round! You can either help with the roof, the vents, or the doors - 1 per task.
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
