[SE] Roots Take Hold (Open)

"Yes, but still..." Abasi paused, trying to think over what he was saying. [b]"My home was not what I would call easy, yet those in power were still content to pass on the harder work to the weak. Here the same structures seem to be lacking. In Egypt, I had many slaves to attend to the temple...it is only since coming here I have begun to doubt that way of life." And he still was not sure of the right way to live, but that was a deep conversation for a first meeting. He did not notice Jigano using magic as he planted his shrub, hidden as the strings were. Still appreciating the help, he smiled to see Jigano help and went to plant his next one, missing the sight of the leaves perking up. The question was welcome, a chance to further spread the news of his work. "It is a mortuary, a place to prepare the dead for burial. I have much experience working with corpses and funeral rites. I thought I could use that skill here. ...While I hope you do not find a need for my services soon-" That was a lie, but it was the polite thing to say. "-I promise you if you ever need a burial or cremation arranged it will be done with the utmost respect, care and skill." A B A S I The birds are mocking me They call to be heard The birds are mocking me They curse my return