Jigano limped back to the Temple with bruised and battered hocks that turned into strained and injured ankles, and he had to take a moment to pause and Heal himself before he could carry the wood inside. But once the logs were stacked by fireplaces he rejoined the rest of the crew, gamely willing to continue on as best he could.
The final task was also the most grim, and between his injuries and the reminder of last year's tragedies his cheerful mien had faded to a more sober nod of agreement to help with the boarding. Gathering up tools and nails of his own he went seeking a side door to blockade with hammered planks in front of the portal, determined to do this task, at least, thoroughly and well, no matter long it took to get it right.
The final task was also the most grim, and between his injuries and the reminder of last year's tragedies his cheerful mien had faded to a more sober nod of agreement to help with the boarding. Gathering up tools and nails of his own he went seeking a side door to blockade with hammered planks in front of the portal, determined to do this task, at least, thoroughly and well, no matter long it took to get it right.
