Tal lit up with a grin when Noah showed up. "Hey Noah! Did Delia kick y'out o' the house for hoverin' again?" he teased, swaying with the push and popping back up with resilient tenacity. He listened intently as the Sentinel greeted their host - Darkeye, huh? He couldn't remember if they'd been introduced in Torchline - but the old man's sincerity was a little overwhelming. Tal rocked back on his heels and looked down at his feet, ears turning red as he realized how much his grudging help meant.
"Y...yeah. I'll get right on it," he mumbled, deciding he could at least give it his best since he was already here.
Calling his team together, he checked with them for how big a table they wanted, then scribbled some measurements on a piece of paper. He scowled at it, did the math again, and finally went to measure the lumber. He laid out the planks in a careful square then took a long string and tied one end to his pencil. The other end he tacked down in the center of the square, then used it as a guide to draw a perfect circle around the top of the planks. He measured twice, to be sure it was correct, and then his team got to work sawing the curved ends of each plank.
Once the wood was cut he laid the cross braces underneath and fitted the planks together on top, using screws to firmly seat the table top to the supporting beams. Since they couldn't go inside yet, he assembled the tabletop in two separate pieces that could be slid together and locked into place underneath. Then he made the stout legs, smooth and rounded but not too fancy. He attached two legs to each half of the tabletop.
He finished up by adding a coat of warm, honey-colored stain to the wood to bring out the natural grain while he waited on the others.
Tal and his team of NPCs make a large round table. They build it in two halves that can be separated for more easily moving it inside, then reassembled and locked together. They sand it smooth and use a honey-colored stain to make it look nice.
"Y...yeah. I'll get right on it," he mumbled, deciding he could at least give it his best since he was already here.
Calling his team together, he checked with them for how big a table they wanted, then scribbled some measurements on a piece of paper. He scowled at it, did the math again, and finally went to measure the lumber. He laid out the planks in a careful square then took a long string and tied one end to his pencil. The other end he tacked down in the center of the square, then used it as a guide to draw a perfect circle around the top of the planks. He measured twice, to be sure it was correct, and then his team got to work sawing the curved ends of each plank.
Once the wood was cut he laid the cross braces underneath and fitted the planks together on top, using screws to firmly seat the table top to the supporting beams. Since they couldn't go inside yet, he assembled the tabletop in two separate pieces that could be slid together and locked into place underneath. Then he made the stout legs, smooth and rounded but not too fancy. He attached two legs to each half of the tabletop.
He finished up by adding a coat of warm, honey-colored stain to the wood to bring out the natural grain while he waited on the others.
Tal and his team of NPCs make a large round table. They build it in two halves that can be separated for more easily moving it inside, then reassembled and locked together. They sand it smooth and use a honey-colored stain to make it look nice.
