R O N I N
Ronin smiled as Rory got all of their attention, drawn from his reverie in imagining what all of these supplies might eventually come together to look like. The guildmaster listened intently to the other man's instructions, nodding and approaching the supplies to find, as promised, a sturdy and sharp woodsman's axe.
Glancing to
"Thank you for sharing your bread with me - I never got a chance to say it properly," he said. "Would you like to lead the pony? I can cut down any trees that look promising for this perch."
