The bandage making goes well for someone who doesn’t really know what she’s doing, but then again, she’s spent most of her life learning to make things. Crafting wasn’t her strongest skill, but she was no stranger to it. Given some basic instruction and she was halfway decent, though just don’t ask her to figure it out on her own. She’d managed a basket for the festival, but even that had taken two tries and a lot of frustration.
He thanks them, which is more than Zariah had bothered to do, and offers them a favor in return. That was definitely more than Zariah had bothered to do, and she does not take for granted the offer. Favors were useful things. She nods her farewell, tossing a hand up in what can be assumed in a lazy but friendly wave. ”Try not to kill us,” she says to Loren, in her usual brand of advice. To be fair, that might be payment enough, keeping them alive when they otherwise might not. Though she didn’t return or reject her favor, just in case.
Grabbing her cloak from where she’d tossing it, Weaver bundles herself back into it and heads for home.
He thanks them, which is more than Zariah had bothered to do, and offers them a favor in return. That was definitely more than Zariah had bothered to do, and she does not take for granted the offer. Favors were useful things. She nods her farewell, tossing a hand up in what can be assumed in a lazy but friendly wave. ”Try not to kill us,” she says to Loren, in her usual brand of advice. To be fair, that might be payment enough, keeping them alive when they otherwise might not. Though she didn’t return or reject her favor, just in case.
Grabbing her cloak from where she’d tossing it, Weaver bundles herself back into it and heads for home.
weaver
-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
