DEIMOS
Lily and Jigano’s return was a welcome one, because the Sword wasn’t sure how much longer he’d tolerate only Oliver’s presence (eyes following the blacksmith anyway, ensuring he found and used the bandage), and walked over to begin assisting in placing the moss inside each. “Seems you were successful,” he arched his brow at both of them, the slightest of smiles on his features, before continuing, hands stuffing the plants within until they brimmed, and then going to another.Many hands made light work; and with the Sage and singer returned, it didn’t take long for their tasks either, and eventually the rugs became full, patted down and smoothed out so they were even instead of bunched or bound on sides. “All we need to do is stitch them up,” he nodded, handing out more bone needles and thread. Then they’d be done, the work completed, one less obstacle towards LongNight’s reign and debacle.
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Nearly done! Keep stuffing and/or stitching up the carpets! No post order!
He was something solid
to lean against
violent and fierce and unmoving
