Unsurprisingly, in King's End the Castaway Exchange had suffered the most damage when the unforeseen tidal wave from Starfall had swept across Caido. The docks had been smashed to kindling and the half-sunken ships had been swamped and further damaged, with their wares and sometimes owners swept out to sea when the wave receded.
With most of Caido's assistance going to Torchline and Halo there was still plenty of work to be done to fix up the Boondocks. Although the initial injuries had been treated and the list of dead and missing had been completed, the rebuilding was still underway and would be for awhile.
It felt weird to Tal to be here instead of Halo, helping out at the docks instead of in Snowcloak, but his sisters had assured him that efforts were well in hand there so the courier had come down to the Exchange to lend a hand of his own to his new home. Even though it was Longheat and the water wasn't that cold, he still kept away from the sea and focused his efforts instead on collecting wooden debris that had been washed inland and then left behind when the waters had receded.
Well, receded a little. The Boondocks were still pretty flooded, but the merchants of the Exchange seemed to be rallying and making new boats and rafts so the wood was in high demand, and it wasn't doing anyone any good just lying around where the high waves had left the bits and pieces of former ship-shops across the meadows of King's End.
"See anythin', girl?" the courier called up to his dragon, who flew low overhead to help point him in the direction of his next plank.
Sunjata
With most of Caido's assistance going to Torchline and Halo there was still plenty of work to be done to fix up the Boondocks. Although the initial injuries had been treated and the list of dead and missing had been completed, the rebuilding was still underway and would be for awhile.
It felt weird to Tal to be here instead of Halo, helping out at the docks instead of in Snowcloak, but his sisters had assured him that efforts were well in hand there so the courier had come down to the Exchange to lend a hand of his own to his new home. Even though it was Longheat and the water wasn't that cold, he still kept away from the sea and focused his efforts instead on collecting wooden debris that had been washed inland and then left behind when the waters had receded.
Well, receded a little. The Boondocks were still pretty flooded, but the merchants of the Exchange seemed to be rallying and making new boats and rafts so the wood was in high demand, and it wasn't doing anyone any good just lying around where the high waves had left the bits and pieces of former ship-shops across the meadows of King's End.
"See anythin', girl?" the courier called up to his dragon, who flew low overhead to help point him in the direction of his next plank.
Sunjata
