The cloud wyrm and molten pineapple dish is absolute perfection, and Iskra asks for a second helping after wolfing down the first. This he comes to regret later as it sits heavy in his guts while he works, and he finds himself leaning more towards drying than evenly dispersing his efforts with the brick and mortar too. Both are being done to be sure, but he takes more breaks to opt for the task that doesn't require leaning over and hoisting something heavy, at least untuil his meal fully settles.
All the while he's equally happy for the distraction and receiving of the gifts of the others not directly building with them. He's especially fond of the cookies, though the candle does smell good, and the socks are both soft and useful.
As the early floors finish up, laughing at Zavien's remark, and the pulley system gets installed, Iskra takes a moment to stretch before getitng back into the labor. He's just lifted some of his mortar onto the system so it can be hauled up when Zavien swings by Thorn and he, checking on them, which earns a smile and some appreciation. "Oh, thanks. I'm doing good, the room by the bar is nice and cozy and a drink or two is enough to ensure I sleep aaaaall night." He grins back at the idea of Sol chasing Zavien into his proper resting spot, knowing it too well. "Yeah, Goose'll drag me out of the bar if I stay up past bed time." Which is strict these days, with weary muscles for him and play time tiredness for the dog. "Good to work though, and we're making nice progress," Iskra considers with a shrug, grunting as he continues to haul supplies onto the pulley.
Iskra helps load supplies on the pulley
All the while he's equally happy for the distraction and receiving of the gifts of the others not directly building with them. He's especially fond of the cookies, though the candle does smell good, and the socks are both soft and useful.
As the early floors finish up, laughing at Zavien's remark, and the pulley system gets installed, Iskra takes a moment to stretch before getitng back into the labor. He's just lifted some of his mortar onto the system so it can be hauled up when Zavien swings by Thorn and he, checking on them, which earns a smile and some appreciation. "Oh, thanks. I'm doing good, the room by the bar is nice and cozy and a drink or two is enough to ensure I sleep aaaaall night." He grins back at the idea of Sol chasing Zavien into his proper resting spot, knowing it too well. "Yeah, Goose'll drag me out of the bar if I stay up past bed time." Which is strict these days, with weary muscles for him and play time tiredness for the dog. "Good to work though, and we're making nice progress," Iskra considers with a shrug, grunting as he continues to haul supplies onto the pulley.
Iskra helps load supplies on the pulley
Iskra
