[Seasonal Event] Back To Work

MaeA Well, at least he wasn't laughing. It was encouraging, and as she worked, spreading the seeds in even rows, Maea elaborated on what had been said at the meeting. "Well, we don't really have anyone in charge here. It wasn't necessary before, because everyone was the same... but now that's not true anymore, and with all the outlanders running about it might be time to change the way we do things. They aren't going anywhere, but I was thinking... if we make a leadership with a bit of everyone; some Naturals, some Outlanders, some who the gods listen to and some farmers... Maybe then it would be possible to keep from fighting at all." At least it could be contained to words and give everyone a voice, unlike now. Not everyone could run to the settlement every day; plenty of people were like Emmett, too occupied with work to do much else. His voiced concern had Maea sigh however. That too was an attitude she had come across more and more often, and it was worrying. Because it might be true, and because of what it would mean for the outlanders if the mood got any more tense. "Don't think I haven't thought the same" she agreed. "But you know it's not their fault, right? There have always been Outlanders coming in, and none of them have ever come willingly. I'd worry more about who opened the portals for them, and why. The gods have been more active than before too..." She paused to straighten her back, grimacing as something popped in the spine. you're so cold, but you feel alive.