What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.
She always feels like she has to look after him. That won’t change. She won’t suddenly stop looking after him after a lifetime of it. He’s her little brother, and will always be her little brother. No matter how grown, no matter how capable. And with that, he will always be her brother, her best friend, and the person she turns to. The Outlanders fell into her lap. The Kraai fell into her lap. It’s not like she went asking around for someone to build her a bar. She’d never even really thought about building her own, honestly, until the suggestion was before her and she’d hardly be Straia’s child if she said no. Yet Korbin couldn’t quite see it that way, because he barely knew his mother.
Well stop that, she scribbles, her handwriting getting sloppier as she goes. She returns to the knife, scraping the little bit of fur and flesh away from the hide. They could work it, and then it could be left to dry while she figured out what sort of leather to turn it into. Probably something sturdy, something useful, though Ludo hadn’t actually given her details.
She looks up as Korbin actually asks why she’s working on it. Ludo, she scribbles. She didn’t mention it given Korbin’s rather unfortunate visits to the shires as of late, and it felt like bragging to mention that the herald came for her when none came for him. It was also backward, but life was pretty backward lately between them. Asked it to enchant my scythe. It asked for luxere leather and banshee rags.
Well stop that, she scribbles, her handwriting getting sloppier as she goes. She returns to the knife, scraping the little bit of fur and flesh away from the hide. They could work it, and then it could be left to dry while she figured out what sort of leather to turn it into. Probably something sturdy, something useful, though Ludo hadn’t actually given her details.
She looks up as Korbin actually asks why she’s working on it. Ludo, she scribbles. She didn’t mention it given Korbin’s rather unfortunate visits to the shires as of late, and it felt like bragging to mention that the herald came for her when none came for him. It was also backward, but life was pretty backward lately between them. Asked it to enchant my scythe. It asked for luxere leather and banshee rags.
Weaver
