Tell the tales of the trail of dead
Lovers learned from slower hands
Lovers learned from slower hands
"Watches make sense," Liam agreed as they worked, stretching out the canvas in accordance with Colt's instructions. "Basic sentry points could work at strategic locations until we get some proper stations or towers built. Better if you can assign them in pairs, but I know we've got limited resources for now." Pairs made it less likely for someone to be snuck up on, less likely for someone to accidentally fall asleep, and overall for a more successful watch. But with limited personnel, that might be hard to start. "I'm happy to take shifts. I'm sure Maea would be, too."
Then it was time to anchor the tent. Grabbing a shovel, Liam got to work, digging out holes a few feet deep. It was tough going - sandy soil was hard to work with, and kept filling the holes back up - but he persevered, pressing on with his digging partner until the first hole had been dug. When the anchor was in, he began to pack the dirt back in. "Best to make these as sturdy as possible until we're established enough to start with actual buildings," he agreed. "Do you think we'd want a magical perimeter with the gods' help, or something physical, or both?"
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Liam digs!
Then it was time to anchor the tent. Grabbing a shovel, Liam got to work, digging out holes a few feet deep. It was tough going - sandy soil was hard to work with, and kept filling the holes back up - but he persevered, pressing on with his digging partner until the first hole had been dug. When the anchor was in, he began to pack the dirt back in. "Best to make these as sturdy as possible until we're established enough to start with actual buildings," he agreed. "Do you think we'd want a magical perimeter with the gods' help, or something physical, or both?"
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Liam digs!
Losing self in myself
And my demons make demands
And my demons make demands
Liam
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
