who we are and all that we're trying to be
As the Sword began to set out the supplies, grabbing hold of the hides from where they’d been hanging, drying, those providing aid, support, and capability began to arrive. Over his shoulder he nodded to Oliver, arching a brow at Jigano (not even remotely surprised at the notions of adding notes), and half a smile for Lily, whom he hadn’t seen in quite a while. Once he’d placed the pelts out, and grabbed the sack of feathers, he applied himself to the directions and task at hand. “Thank you for being willing to help. I would like to make some rugs to help muffle or hinder noise during LongNight.” One less issue or dilemma for the monsters to thrive upon.
Twisting back to the filaments and fragments on the nearby table, he proffered a spool of tough thread, some partially sinew from the hunted deer, others imparted from his creation incantations. A large bone needle, procured from those same prey animals, was also granted, given, and readily available. “I need one more to assist in sewing the bottom portions,” because they could start there, eyeing the amount of hides stretched out before them, while the rest were out, meddling along the woods. “And I need two to gather snow moss.” Which likely wouldn’t be too difficult, the season’s alterations and changes ensuring the plants were back and thriving. To the duo who proffered their capabilities, he granted two matching sacks, large enough that they’d be able to stuff quite a lot the flora with ease.
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Please pick your tasks and then get started (Deimos will show the stitching portion in my next post).
We need:
- Two to go get snow moss
- One to help sew
No post order; PQ will move on once everyone has posted or in 48 hours.
It takes dying to know
How to live as ghosts
