Given her age, Freina was undertaking a major task and Jigano smiled encouragingly as she lt her common sense overrule her pride to accept his help. Before he could hear the details an increasingly familiar face popped up from behind a cart and the Provost's smile became a grin as he tilted his head at the raven-man in greeting. "Rance, good timing,"he called, then quieted so Freina could explain what all the fuss was about.
Quanil's sister was wasting no time in taking charge of her own destiny, it would seem, and Jigano nodded understanding of her wish to be independent and supporting herself. Wise beyond her years, she was already thinking ahead, and had chosen wisely in passing the roof off to others to tend. His smile turned a bit crooked at hearing that she had poked the hole in the roof herself, but he held back his chuckle at the rotten luck - literally - and contented himself with a nod of understanding. "I helped put the new roof on the Atheneum last year, so this shouldn't be too hard," he agreed cheerfully. "I'll head inside and see what needs to be done to reinforce it from below, if you want to take a look at it from above?" he suggested to Rance with an arched brow.
If the other man agreed, the bard would gather some wood and tools and head up to where Freina directed him to see what they had to work with.
"Might be easiest to take the shingles off the whole board and replace it," he called up after examining the problem from below. "Looks like a three foot rectangle, with the hole just right - ah, east - of center. If you clear the shingles we should be able to pry up the nails from the rafters and lift the board out in one piece." A more long-term solution than a messy patch, at least. "Though if you've got a better idea, I'm all ears!" Hadn't Rance said something about being a bit of a laborer? Maybe he knew some tricks the bard hadn't read about.
Quanil's sister was wasting no time in taking charge of her own destiny, it would seem, and Jigano nodded understanding of her wish to be independent and supporting herself. Wise beyond her years, she was already thinking ahead, and had chosen wisely in passing the roof off to others to tend. His smile turned a bit crooked at hearing that she had poked the hole in the roof herself, but he held back his chuckle at the rotten luck - literally - and contented himself with a nod of understanding. "I helped put the new roof on the Atheneum last year, so this shouldn't be too hard," he agreed cheerfully. "I'll head inside and see what needs to be done to reinforce it from below, if you want to take a look at it from above?" he suggested to Rance with an arched brow.
If the other man agreed, the bard would gather some wood and tools and head up to where Freina directed him to see what they had to work with.
"Might be easiest to take the shingles off the whole board and replace it," he called up after examining the problem from below. "Looks like a three foot rectangle, with the hole just right - ah, east - of center. If you clear the shingles we should be able to pry up the nails from the rafters and lift the board out in one piece." A more long-term solution than a messy patch, at least. "Though if you've got a better idea, I'm all ears!" Hadn't Rance said something about being a bit of a laborer? Maybe he knew some tricks the bard hadn't read about.
