Isuma was happy to be cooed over, chortling happily as she patted Cera ’s ear with a fond foreclaw and checking him over to make sure he was well. Jigano shot the pair of them a grin before they all went to their tasks, calling the gryphlet back to assist him in his endeavors with the bats – something he was uniquely suited for, with Remi elsewhere at the moment. It wasn’t a quick task, but neither were the other ones, and he made it back just as Cera and Are were finishing up.
Caiside’s clap brought a grin to the bard’s lips as Isuma reep!ed a counterpoint. The forge was beginning to shape around them thanks to their efforts, and it was gratifying to see the visible progress. The anvil was the elephant not-yet-in-the-room, of course, and Jigano grimaced as he considered the weight of it. He had never been particularly strong, though Caido had layered muscle onto his lean frame. Still, he wasn’t used to thinking of himself as the strongest man in a room – not with Are the cobbler and Cera the smith at hand! Instead he shook his head ruefully and went to help Caiside with the hooks.
”Edy makes fun of my noodle arms for a reason,” he admitted with a rueful chuckle. ”But I can hang the hooks as high as you’d like – and any that I can’t reach, Isuma can!” The gryphlet chirruped confirmation, fluttering up to find a roofbeam to perch on and watch the antics below. Jigano grabbed a hammer and the long, heavy nails for securing the hooks and got to work, chatting idly with Caiside as he competently tapped each one into place with deft strikes.
Caiside’s clap brought a grin to the bard’s lips as Isuma reep!ed a counterpoint. The forge was beginning to shape around them thanks to their efforts, and it was gratifying to see the visible progress. The anvil was the elephant not-yet-in-the-room, of course, and Jigano grimaced as he considered the weight of it. He had never been particularly strong, though Caido had layered muscle onto his lean frame. Still, he wasn’t used to thinking of himself as the strongest man in a room – not with Are the cobbler and Cera the smith at hand! Instead he shook his head ruefully and went to help Caiside with the hooks.
”Edy makes fun of my noodle arms for a reason,” he admitted with a rueful chuckle. ”But I can hang the hooks as high as you’d like – and any that I can’t reach, Isuma can!” The gryphlet chirruped confirmation, fluttering up to find a roofbeam to perch on and watch the antics below. Jigano grabbed a hammer and the long, heavy nails for securing the hooks and got to work, chatting idly with Caiside as he competently tapped each one into place with deft strikes.
