[PQ] From the Ashes, part 1

Caiside had seen the notice asking for help in the settlements centre, his brows raising as he read it. It was the first time in a while he’d heard about one of the bards undertakings second hand, since he’d had the chance to simply show up without being asked. He was actually quite looking forward to it. On the day of Caiside was late, as he had been to nearly every other event he’d showed up to. No matter his arrival time, he had come ready to work, a pie of gloves tucked into his belt and his hair ties up and out of the way. He smiled and nodded at the others who had assembled, his eyes lingering on Jigano’s shadow, a silent question on his face when he turned back towards the bard. A question that would have to wait until later it a eked. When Jigano explained it, repairing the walls seemed a very simple undertaking. It was another thing entirely to look past the silver haired man and actually see the pile of work that awaited them. Caiside tried to look on the bright side, mostly to keep himself from considering leaving. With a group of them, it shouldn’t take too long. And there would be conversation, and the chance to get to know new people. It had been a good time last time he’d helped with something that seemed nearly impossible. Caiside moved to follow Jigano’s direction, transferring rubble from the interior of the Atheneum. He took care in stacking his loads, trying to work smarter rather than harder. He knew he wasn’t exactly a beacon of strength, but he was still determined to help as much as possible. Caiside I have never been allowed to be Holy, I have never been forgiven for Wanting;