the things we hold are always the first to go
Given Ronin's luck, the Dark Star had no reason not to continue working at the same pace as before. Having loaded up the cart once more with rubble, he wheeled it away so that it might be safely disposed of, only to return to find that Sunjata and Quanil seemed to be having trouble with a few larger, more troublesome pieces of stone.
"Do you need a hand?" he asked, crossing over to where Quanil was trying to push the stone. "Here, it might be easier with two." If they allowed, Ronin would join in the efforts to try and shove the rock away from the rest of their workspace.
Ronin continues to shovel the rubble, and goes to help Quanil if they accept it.
"Do you need a hand?" he asked, crossing over to where Quanil was trying to push the stone. "Here, it might be easier with two." If they allowed, Ronin would join in the efforts to try and shove the rock away from the rest of their workspace.
Ronin continues to shovel the rubble, and goes to help Quanil if they accept it.
