LOREN
Loren managed to finally get the medical supplies where they belonged. Or rather, the golem got the job done. Sighing and rubbing his head—there was no pain, but he still felt the impact—he walked back into the main room. Taking a moment, he surveyed the main area of the Temple to see how everything was shaping up. Surprisingly it looked pretty good.
Oliver had continued to stuff moss, though he’d moved on from windows to the floor. The task was a simple one, and the newcomer would have no trouble with this aspect of it as well, or with finding creaky floorboards. Sunjata was still closing off all the doors, though he’d moved on from his first effort to what appeared to be his third. Unfortunately, this particular construction project wouldn’t hold up as well as the first two: even as Loren watched, the piece of wood at the top creaked, snapped, then fell, taking the rest of the boards with it, though they just fell off and didn't break. Hopefully the other man wouldn’t be hurt, but if he was Loren would heal him before moving on.
For the summoner’s part, now that the windows were boarded up, he had his golem scoop up boards and cloth, while he himself carried a hammer and a bucket of nails. He instructed the creature to hammer in a bunch of boards across the window, and was in the process of nailing a cloth over it when the whole setup came crashing down, just as Sunjata’ had earlier. Sighing, Loren ordered the golem to get back to it, though the Launceleyn went slowly, carefully, and methodically this time. It was going to be a long day.
During the conversation at the Medical College, one of the bookshelves would begin to tilt almost imperceptibly. Perhaps it was because Phoebe wasn’t that strong, and in her frantic efforts to shove the bookshelves into place, she’d left one dangerously off balance. Or maybe something had fallen on it, or knocked into it, or the contents had shifted, or it was pure dumb bad luck. Regardless, it fell, knocked into a nearby cabinet, which hit another bookshelf, until a whole wall of windows had been exposed in a deafening crash. Remi and the healer would be safe, but the room would be in shambles.
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Oliver’s efforts to stuff moss into the floor went well!
Sunjata’s efforts to shore up the third door failed.
Loren’s efforts to shore up the first window failed.
Phoebe and Remi have to clean up the fallen furniture and reinforce the backdoor.
No post order! Please post what your character does this round at the bottom of your next reply.
Oliver had continued to stuff moss, though he’d moved on from windows to the floor. The task was a simple one, and the newcomer would have no trouble with this aspect of it as well, or with finding creaky floorboards. Sunjata was still closing off all the doors, though he’d moved on from his first effort to what appeared to be his third. Unfortunately, this particular construction project wouldn’t hold up as well as the first two: even as Loren watched, the piece of wood at the top creaked, snapped, then fell, taking the rest of the boards with it, though they just fell off and didn't break. Hopefully the other man wouldn’t be hurt, but if he was Loren would heal him before moving on.
For the summoner’s part, now that the windows were boarded up, he had his golem scoop up boards and cloth, while he himself carried a hammer and a bucket of nails. He instructed the creature to hammer in a bunch of boards across the window, and was in the process of nailing a cloth over it when the whole setup came crashing down, just as Sunjata’ had earlier. Sighing, Loren ordered the golem to get back to it, though the Launceleyn went slowly, carefully, and methodically this time. It was going to be a long day.
During the conversation at the Medical College, one of the bookshelves would begin to tilt almost imperceptibly. Perhaps it was because Phoebe wasn’t that strong, and in her frantic efforts to shove the bookshelves into place, she’d left one dangerously off balance. Or maybe something had fallen on it, or knocked into it, or the contents had shifted, or it was pure dumb bad luck. Regardless, it fell, knocked into a nearby cabinet, which hit another bookshelf, until a whole wall of windows had been exposed in a deafening crash. Remi and the healer would be safe, but the room would be in shambles.
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Oliver’s efforts to stuff moss into the floor went well!
Sunjata’s efforts to shore up the third door failed.
Loren’s efforts to shore up the first window failed.
Phoebe and Remi have to clean up the fallen furniture and reinforce the backdoor.
No post order! Please post what your character does this round at the bottom of your next reply.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
