Cylus 4, 719
Auya and Laramy made their way out of Mistral Village, heading westward toward the wooded land they'd staked claim on. No one lived there and after asking around the village, it seemed that no one owned it. So they claimed it for themselves, to begin construction on their new business venture. It was early in the trial, not that anyone could tell in Cylus. Laramy was bundled up against the cold, but Auya's gift of being Hot Blooded from Faldrun kept her comfortable in her cotton blouse and leather slacks.
They carried the axes they'd been using for the last few days, to work on clearing the trees. They'd set up a nice system, they'd fell the first tree together, then one would get busy clearing it of branches, preparing it for later use. They would waste none of the lumber. Once the pair entered the tree line, the light given off by the moons dropped low. Auya conjured up a flame and kept it close to her, acting as a torch to light their way along the trail they'd been using.
Laramy wasn't much of a talker in the morning, but Auya still liked to pester him. "Not too many more trees to take down. Then we can start on the stumps." The man snorted and Auya smiled. They both knew the stumps would be the worst part. "Have you picked where you want the new house for you and the kids? We'll build that up first."
"South side. Away from the river."
"Away from anyone who might annoy you?"
He snorted again, and she just laughed as they continued on the trail. Her plot of land was roughly fifteen bits outside the village, right on the water. A caravan trail ran right through the middle of it, which was perfect for her. Start her business off with travelers in the villages, move onto river shipments. A high traffic area was ideal. Once they reached her land, as signified by the burnt handprints she'd put in the border trees, they made their way to where they'd last been working.
The first thing they always did was check the immediate area, make sure there weren't any animals that might surprise them while working. Auya called upon her Corona, wrapping her entire body in a small layer of flames, reabsorbing the wisp light she'd had out previously. Laramy kept his trusty axe ready as they walked the perimeter, making as much noise as possible, to startle off anything that might be close. "Ilaren's tits dat shit is bright in the mornin'."
"Brighter than the flame between them ears, that's for sure."
Laramy snorted as the pair continued their sweep.
Auya and Laramy made their way out of Mistral Village, heading westward toward the wooded land they'd staked claim on. No one lived there and after asking around the village, it seemed that no one owned it. So they claimed it for themselves, to begin construction on their new business venture. It was early in the trial, not that anyone could tell in Cylus. Laramy was bundled up against the cold, but Auya's gift of being Hot Blooded from Faldrun kept her comfortable in her cotton blouse and leather slacks.
They carried the axes they'd been using for the last few days, to work on clearing the trees. They'd set up a nice system, they'd fell the first tree together, then one would get busy clearing it of branches, preparing it for later use. They would waste none of the lumber. Once the pair entered the tree line, the light given off by the moons dropped low. Auya conjured up a flame and kept it close to her, acting as a torch to light their way along the trail they'd been using.
Laramy wasn't much of a talker in the morning, but Auya still liked to pester him. "Not too many more trees to take down. Then we can start on the stumps." The man snorted and Auya smiled. They both knew the stumps would be the worst part. "Have you picked where you want the new house for you and the kids? We'll build that up first."
"South side. Away from the river."
"Away from anyone who might annoy you?"
He snorted again, and she just laughed as they continued on the trail. Her plot of land was roughly fifteen bits outside the village, right on the water. A caravan trail ran right through the middle of it, which was perfect for her. Start her business off with travelers in the villages, move onto river shipments. A high traffic area was ideal. Once they reached her land, as signified by the burnt handprints she'd put in the border trees, they made their way to where they'd last been working.
The first thing they always did was check the immediate area, make sure there weren't any animals that might surprise them while working. Auya called upon her Corona, wrapping her entire body in a small layer of flames, reabsorbing the wisp light she'd had out previously. Laramy kept his trusty axe ready as they walked the perimeter, making as much noise as possible, to startle off anything that might be close. "Ilaren's tits dat shit is bright in the mornin'."
"Brighter than the flame between them ears, that's for sure."
Laramy snorted as the pair continued their sweep.
