Noah
It creeps in like a thief in the night
Without a sign, without a warning
Noah faintly caught the news from Flora which made his grin stretch so wide across his face that his cheeks started to hurt. "Amazing!" He exclaimed, joy rippling through his chest and out across the attuned bond. More children, more blessings, more hope and life and love. Noah could hardly contain his happiness for all of them, and it made the work easy.Without a sign, without a warning
Stone and soil answered Deimos without struggle, the uneven ground smoothing beneath his command. With subtle shifts and settling breaths of earth, ridges sank, hollows rose, and the shrine’s foundational spot became clean and level under his precise, practiced control. Deimos made quick work of the earth, flattening and leveling with precision and mastery over the element. Flora started emptying the cement bag into the wheelbarrow and Noah mixed it with water, keeping his knee against the basin to keep it from toppling over. He worked the shovel through it, folding and turning until the dry pockets vanished and the mixture thickened to a heavy, workable paste. "Consistency matters," he said as he stirred the water in, glancing briefly to Flora. "Too thin and it’ll crack. Too thick and it won’t bind. I learned that the hard way, making cement and mortar to help repair the Citadel walls many, many times." He said, chatting idly in a way that he hardly ever did. It was the joy from all the good news seeping through.
Motioning towards the sled, he asked Flora, "Can you grab out a trowel? We will head back over and I'll shovel the mix out and you can help level it." Hefting the wheelbarrow, Noah headed that way, confident Flora would be on his heels. Once he arrived, he looked to Deimos. "Good work. The next part will be to set the foundation, and then the shrine itself. While Flora and I lay the cement, can you dry it?"
Round 3! Noah will shovel the cement, Flora will smooth and level with the trowel, and Deimos will dry!
But we are ready and prepared to fight
Raise up your swords, don't be afraid
Raise up your swords, don't be afraid
