DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Sectioned off sanctioned areas for the deer, a mental checklist unfolding again and again, along with several other provisions (food, water? What would make them want to stay besides fencing?). He nodded at the inquiry, ensuring he’d find time to discuss the matters with Lily, someone far more capable than either of them of luring the fickle creatures into the sanctum. Their darkened incantations, and his other faults, flaws, ensured his dominion and presence wasn’t expected in that particular range. There were other matters to attend to, and he’d already concocted, created, charcoal and paper before him, writing out other forms of plans and machinations. His food and drink were ignored altogether now, entirely focused on the matters at hand.Rexanna apparently thought he had too many projects going on at once, which certainly wasn’t incorrect, and as he tilted his head, glancing down at the neat, precise scrawl, he had to admit the predilections were time-consuming. Between the Artisan’s Guild, the militia, and everything else requiring gathering, it would likely be best to delegate other factions and support. Wise that she’d spoken up about it at all, maybe fully aware he would’ve plunged on and on to the point of exhaustion without complaint., shouldering burden after burden. “That would work. I can recruit others during our Artisan’s tasks to make fencing for the luxere, while some of us create the offerings.” Many hands making light work, efficiently, sufficiently. Amun could snag at snow moss with whomever he wanted. “We will still need other resources: specifically food and wood.” Hunting out flora and fauna – he’d done some collecting already, but it wouldn’t be near enough with the strain winter put on the populace.
Unite and spread the heart apart
