Tal hastily crammed some more logs in his bag before trotting after Deimos as the sled and its General continued their rounds. The magic construct certainly allowed for bringing a lot more with him in one trip than he could have carried on his own, or even with one of his sleds, and he was downright smug at how much easier it made his life.
It made it easier to accept the conditional with a sheepish duck of his head and a belated nod. "Oh. Yeah, of course," he agreed, wincing at the reminder of the upcoming War. "Hard to believe that it's all gonna happen before next Deepfrost..." Spotting an empty doorstep, Tal headed over to pile some of the logs from his sack beside it before coming back to rejoin his friend. "What other stuff do we need to do to prepare for it? I mean... it's not like we've fought any wars in a while," he mused, scowl returning. "Unless you count against the cannibals and cultists." Though this sounded like it was going to be much bigger than any one region's bandit troubles.
It made it easier to accept the conditional with a sheepish duck of his head and a belated nod. "Oh. Yeah, of course," he agreed, wincing at the reminder of the upcoming War. "Hard to believe that it's all gonna happen before next Deepfrost..." Spotting an empty doorstep, Tal headed over to pile some of the logs from his sack beside it before coming back to rejoin his friend. "What other stuff do we need to do to prepare for it? I mean... it's not like we've fought any wars in a while," he mused, scowl returning. "Unless you count against the cannibals and cultists." Though this sounded like it was going to be much bigger than any one region's bandit troubles.
