The General's earth magic was a powerful tool, and one that, it turned out, was custom-made for this particular task. As Deimos walked beneath the trees the ripe fruits fell into his waiting baskets, filling the last of them in such a way that there would be plenty for the week ahead. Stored cold in ice boxes to last a little longer; made into jams, jellies, preserves, or pies; dried and candied; or just eaten fresh. The sweet harvest would be a welcome treat in the darkest week of the year.
Now that he could see the little bugger, Sah 's telekinesis worked exactly as advertised. With a clear target to make a grab for the gopher might have been able to keep out of reach of the human's arms, but he couldn't evade the magic that dragged him back into Sah's waiting hands. There was the requisite struggle of man vs. nature for a moment, but the Advisor came out on top - and the gopher ended up chuffing angrily inside the basket until it was forced back out into the far less hospitable cold, snowy winter.
Cordelia knew a good ear of corn when she saw it, and she reached unerringly for those with the yellowest silks and readiest husks. Even the small amount of corn stalks in the greenhouse could produce a significant harvest; each stalk had several ears, and while they weren't all ripe at the moment there was enough to ensure supplies could go around to those that needed them most.
Tal came back from his first delivery of supplies in time to hear Cordelia's suggestion and lose his scowl, nodding eagerly. "Yeah, we've earned a little treat," he agreed. "Good job, everyone. The greenhouse looks a lot better an' this should be plenty to keep everyone goin' through LongNight. Now, about that meal..."
Thank you all for participating! The Citadel had a well-fed Deepfrost thanks to you!
~Fin~
Now that he could see the little bugger, Sah 's telekinesis worked exactly as advertised. With a clear target to make a grab for the gopher might have been able to keep out of reach of the human's arms, but he couldn't evade the magic that dragged him back into Sah's waiting hands. There was the requisite struggle of man vs. nature for a moment, but the Advisor came out on top - and the gopher ended up chuffing angrily inside the basket until it was forced back out into the far less hospitable cold, snowy winter.
Cordelia knew a good ear of corn when she saw it, and she reached unerringly for those with the yellowest silks and readiest husks. Even the small amount of corn stalks in the greenhouse could produce a significant harvest; each stalk had several ears, and while they weren't all ripe at the moment there was enough to ensure supplies could go around to those that needed them most.
Tal came back from his first delivery of supplies in time to hear Cordelia's suggestion and lose his scowl, nodding eagerly. "Yeah, we've earned a little treat," he agreed. "Good job, everyone. The greenhouse looks a lot better an' this should be plenty to keep everyone goin' through LongNight. Now, about that meal..."
Thank you all for participating! The Citadel had a well-fed Deepfrost thanks to you!
~Fin~
