Construction on the Nars
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Brumir sees the steaks and has a look of worry on his face
"Oy fark! Iffn' Gralin's mum smells dat she gunna come an' eat us all!"
He tugs his beard pondering for a moment, then lights up as if he has an idea
"Ah gut it! Look fer Beorn in one o da tents. He probably passed out drunk. Iffn' so, rub sum steak juice on him an' leave him out away frum da construction site! Dat way maybe Gralin's mum would only eat him!"
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Mathias smiles happily to Alvaniel and dips his head as he takes a meal for him and Master Z
My thanks to you Miss Alvaniel, much appreciated. Hope to be done real soon too.
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Private Alvaniel then drops by with 30 plus venison steaks…
"Eat up boys, get them while they are hot," as the steaks are added to the grills.
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_Brumir, Mathias, and Master Z of the Union continue to work on the building. Brumir is seen hammering some materials on the roof while Mathias and Z work inside. With the outside of the building nearing completion, anyone passing by may realize it looks like some sort of military base.
Later on, General Theaon of the Troff Legion can be seen delivering ale to the workers at the site._
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As what looks like the ground floor of the new structure is completed, Brumir starts installing studs and stone for what looks like will be the main floor.
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Brumir and Z can be seen hammering up some studs at the construction site. It looks as if they are creating what will be the ground floor of the new building.
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Myrrha snickers and giggles
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Eilonna quickly comes from the tree line bow on her shoulder setting a hand on Bruenors shoulder and whispers to him in Dwarven before he can start brawling
(Dwarven+Whispered) The apple cores are not his, but a little mischief maker in the trees my friend, I have been watching since the ogre has arrived and do not believe for a moment he is out of my sight line. I will be watching and have no intention of letting him out of my shot range till I know this is no trick of his or anyone elses. Though I can assure you the apple cores are not his.
Nodding a moment from her whisper her eyes lock back on the ogre and slips backwards into the forest line once again vanishing into it as she draws out her bow.
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watching Beorn getting ready to fight, Legan turns away from his post to cheer for his kin
Ye tell th' farkin' gobber kisser 'ow it be done!
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The ogre more than pulls his own weight around the construction site. With his help, many tasks that once required ropes and pulleys with several folks on hand now only takes the thick muscled ogre to simply lift and hold. Many workers quickly begin taking advantage of the ogre's usefulness, calling him over when they could use his help. Many dwarves, however, do not. Conflict inevitably ensues…
"Apple cores!? Ye farkin' orc brained filth!"
Beorn snatches up several apple cores from the buckets of tools and stomps up to the ogre, smithing hammer in hand at his side. He tosses the apples at the ogre to get his attention and points a stubby finger up at his face.
"Ye can nay respect this construction site enough teh keep yer trash where it belongs!? Ye think ye can jus' toss yer shite 'round like sum filthy goblin!? Oi can tell ye now yer nay gonna last in the Union, not wit habits like that, an oi am nay forgettin' wut ye said 'bout shamin' me kin! Yer gonna answer fer that right now!"
Beorn tosses the hammer aside and takes a stance to grapple with the ogre, his right hand balled into a mighty fist.
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Brumir starts hammering up studs in the foundation.
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When Myrrha gets bored of watching people work, she takes a nap. When it's raining she dances about relatively unclothed.
She sits in a tree more often than not eating apples, occasionally aiming the leftover cores into barrels of nails or buckets of rocks or tools.
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Cpl. Legan Axckleln is seen guarding the construction site, holding his ground near the roads. When he spots the ogre, he readies his battleaxe, but stows it with a growl and a grunt as the rest of the folk start vouching for it. He then returns to his post, seemingly uncomfortable with the ogre's presence, but not paying it much mind otherwise.
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Z also keeps a close eye on the ogre.
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Beorn Battlemail, being one of those ready to end the ogre's life, lowers his smithing hammer with a grunt. He grumbles his protests under his beard and keeps a sharp eye on the ogre, the sight of it keeping him in a fowl mood as he continues his work.
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Mathias calms seeing Rasuil take control of the creature and returns to his work securing stones and moving lumber and stone from point A to point B as required. Often soaked with sweat he works hard from the time the sun rises to well into the night. He rarely speaks other then to get information from his mentors on where they might need him or what project they wish him to do or instructions on how to do something. He gives a polite nod of respect to the Legion members and their General but always defers back to his mentors when it comes to being put to a task unless it is something that will take moments of his time.
Eilonna remains in the forested area now, her bow kept taut as she watches the area. Her panther companion Elrath constantly slinking through the trees to watch for trolls or other creatures that might come at the prospect of fresh meat here. Rarely does she leave her post or speak to anyone.
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*The crafter and farmer simply known as Z, spends many long hours helping with the construction.
Not one to stand around and "supervise" he gets involved with any and all aspects of the project.
Most importantly (to some), he provides the ale at the end of the day!*
Cheers!
Z
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just shakes her head and give him a sad look
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Gloinus downs an ale, burping before answering back:
"Eh. Meat be meat be meat. Them ogres be fat too. Like giant pigs!"
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@4e38de24a2=Wywernywin:
The smelly dwarf Gloinus grumbles while hauling stone
"Ogres? Workin' with ogres? Should cut 'im up fer food, that's whot we should do!"
Marty shudders
Eww … that's just ... nar let's not do that.
Seriously?
