Repairs were successfully made, and Jigano was pleased that nothing else had gone awry for a change. Sometimes even the small victories could mean worlds after so many defeats, and he was proud to have been able to contribute to Hotaru's new shop. Glass blowing was a beautiful and fascinating art, and he hoped to be allowed to watch her at it sometime, and perhaps commission a few pieces for the Guild... and Rory. Their one year anniversary was coming up, though he wasn't sure if such things were celebrated here. Still, he enjoyed giving those he cared for gifts, and the sooner Hotaru's shop was complete the sooner he could find ways to trade for something new!
First, though, he thought he remembered reading somewhere that such furnaces needed tempering. That meant heat and wood, and he looked around thoughtfully. Deimos had discarded a number of rotten boards and he gathered those first, setting them into the furnace and striking them alight with flint and tinder from his pocket. While they burned he removed his bag of seeds from his tunic and began to sort through it, pulling out one of ash and one of hickory. He went back outside and found a bare patch of earth to plant them in, sending his healing magic into the soil to enrich it as he went. Then he settled in to feed the seeds with his earth magic, encouraging them to grow as quickly as he could.
It still took close to half an hour before he was happy with them. They weren't even half-grown, but they were big enough to provide a large amount of wood, and he set to breaking them down into pieces small enough to fit in the furnace, stacking them around the existing fire so they would dry out a bit before catching flame, the green wood burning smoky but fiercely hot as it tempered the inside of the stone dome.
First, though, he thought he remembered reading somewhere that such furnaces needed tempering. That meant heat and wood, and he looked around thoughtfully. Deimos had discarded a number of rotten boards and he gathered those first, setting them into the furnace and striking them alight with flint and tinder from his pocket. While they burned he removed his bag of seeds from his tunic and began to sort through it, pulling out one of ash and one of hickory. He went back outside and found a bare patch of earth to plant them in, sending his healing magic into the soil to enrich it as he went. Then he settled in to feed the seeds with his earth magic, encouraging them to grow as quickly as he could.
It still took close to half an hour before he was happy with them. They weren't even half-grown, but they were big enough to provide a large amount of wood, and he set to breaking them down into pieces small enough to fit in the furnace, stacking them around the existing fire so they would dry out a bit before catching flame, the green wood burning smoky but fiercely hot as it tempered the inside of the stone dome.
