Sah
Things had settled somewhat after the monster attack. Sah's wounds had healed but the bite to his shoulder had scarred. The damaged wall had been mostly repaired, but there were still some debris spread around the Citadel. Stretching, Sah eyed the rubble with mild annoyance. After a pause he decided that it was too cumbersome too let remain in the street.
Acquiring a shovel, Sah began to force the debris and rubble into a pile. Getting it all piled together would hopefully make it easier to remove. As to where to put it after, Sah wasn't sure just yet. Some of the metal scarps could be melted down but the broken stone chunks were likely useless. He'd have to figure it out later but for now he returned to shoveling the rubble.
Acquiring a shovel, Sah began to force the debris and rubble into a pile. Getting it all piled together would hopefully make it easier to remove. As to where to put it after, Sah wasn't sure just yet. Some of the metal scarps could be melted down but the broken stone chunks were likely useless. He'd have to figure it out later but for now he returned to shoveling the rubble.
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
