COLT
Liam's hard focus on the tasks at hand, alongside Noe's thoughtful input and keen eye for structure, ensures they're building up this headquarters properly. A low, knowing chuckle answers Noe's admission to hat-juggling experiences and Colt flashes her an understanding look. To some extent she thinks everyone has had to get their hands dirty with things they'd prefer not to. Such is survival. Still, she means to separate people out by their skillsets once they're able, once they have a proper town in order and can manage something better than all of this.
Grabbing hold of a pole and fitting the top into the canvas seat, Colt carefully maneuvers it up. The fabric grows all the more taut, making it harder to straighten it at the very end, as intended, to get the pole just right alongside the frame. The key here is tension and fitting different poles against each other, against the roof and the sides and the ground, so that as one it supports and keeps itself firm. "Once Rae helps us get this area better in order, we can build the town, then the economics, then I figure we need more ways to manage heat and water. With the sky port and the ship port trade should get up and running smoothly from the start, and I'm working on a Frey and Rae shrine alongside the Mort and Ludo one here. Next I'll see about a Safrin and Vi one, then Dygra, to ensure everyone has what they require." She's thinking aloud as she works, laying down her plans that've been mental notes. Half to tell them, her budding townsfolk, and half to see their input.
Grabbing another pole and going at it again and again until the tent can breathe with them inside, Colt tests the sturdiness with approval. "Eventually, I think I should at least have someone on a council seat." She glances their way, trying to gauge interest, afraid to just say it and get any hopes up. She isn't sure who, or when, but she's going to chew on it a hell of a lot longer this time.
"Alright, let's move the crates and supplies in and then we should be good!" Behind the tent, the goods await.
1. 2 people move in some of the furniture - chairs, tables, desks, couches, etc.
2. 1 person move in some of the supplies - water barrels, crates of food, paper and writing utensils, maps, etc.
Grabbing hold of a pole and fitting the top into the canvas seat, Colt carefully maneuvers it up. The fabric grows all the more taut, making it harder to straighten it at the very end, as intended, to get the pole just right alongside the frame. The key here is tension and fitting different poles against each other, against the roof and the sides and the ground, so that as one it supports and keeps itself firm. "Once Rae helps us get this area better in order, we can build the town, then the economics, then I figure we need more ways to manage heat and water. With the sky port and the ship port trade should get up and running smoothly from the start, and I'm working on a Frey and Rae shrine alongside the Mort and Ludo one here. Next I'll see about a Safrin and Vi one, then Dygra, to ensure everyone has what they require." She's thinking aloud as she works, laying down her plans that've been mental notes. Half to tell them, her budding townsfolk, and half to see their input.
Grabbing another pole and going at it again and again until the tent can breathe with them inside, Colt tests the sturdiness with approval. "Eventually, I think I should at least have someone on a council seat." She glances their way, trying to gauge interest, afraid to just say it and get any hopes up. She isn't sure who, or when, but she's going to chew on it a hell of a lot longer this time.
"Alright, let's move the crates and supplies in and then we should be good!" Behind the tent, the goods await.
1. 2 people move in some of the furniture - chairs, tables, desks, couches, etc.
2. 1 person move in some of the supplies - water barrels, crates of food, paper and writing utensils, maps, etc.
I had some help
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
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.
