01-19-2019, 04:00 PM
Tiras watched as the naive little ward of Lennox replied to Renata's declaration of her search for firewood to burn with a declaration that she would "find some fire." As if that made sense. The squire watched as Lennox then ran after her into the woods. Tiras, meanwhile, got out his dagger and found a good spot, with some nice, loose, moist earth, near the forest, and started using the dagger as an improvised spade to dig a fire-pit. It was slow going, but he was making it a rather large fire pit. Three feet across, and nearly six inches deep. Just a dagger wasn't going to make things go very fast, but then he thought of the oars, and how almost-spade-like they were. He retrieved one, and continued digging.
With a much better tool, his task got done relatively quickly.
Then he started breaking off branches from the nearest tree. More firewood, longer fire, right?
With a much better tool, his task got done relatively quickly.
Then he started breaking off branches from the nearest tree. More firewood, longer fire, right?
Thank you Destin, for the awesome mug of Ambrose.