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[Action | Closed] Agricultural architecture
Who: Trahearne and Bracken
What: Trahearne is still working on Bracken's home, Bracken is curious
Where: Fayren - Bracken's treehouse
Warnings: N/a
Bracken had been staring a while. Trahearne didn't mind, he was used to having eyes on him, and this was just one person, not an army. He kept his eyes on the small sapling he was coaxing into rooting itself on the grown wooden platform between two large trees. It'd been over a month since he started on the home, far above the ground, and there was still much to do. Bracken was intent on having quite the home! It kept Trahearne occupied, so what was there to complain about?
The tiny aspen finally relented and its roots fanned out slowly, moving and growing at an unnatural speed. Good! Some plants were more stubborn than others, but were sturdier for it. This aspen and the rest he'd brought with to make the new room, would look lovely to boot, once formed properly.
Trahearne looked away from the little tree and up at Bracken.
"I feel you have something to ask, friend," he said without reproach or annoyance.
What: Trahearne is still working on Bracken's home, Bracken is curious
Where: Fayren - Bracken's treehouse
Warnings: N/a
Bracken had been staring a while. Trahearne didn't mind, he was used to having eyes on him, and this was just one person, not an army. He kept his eyes on the small sapling he was coaxing into rooting itself on the grown wooden platform between two large trees. It'd been over a month since he started on the home, far above the ground, and there was still much to do. Bracken was intent on having quite the home! It kept Trahearne occupied, so what was there to complain about?
The tiny aspen finally relented and its roots fanned out slowly, moving and growing at an unnatural speed. Good! Some plants were more stubborn than others, but were sturdier for it. This aspen and the rest he'd brought with to make the new room, would look lovely to boot, once formed properly.
Trahearne looked away from the little tree and up at Bracken.
"I feel you have something to ask, friend," he said without reproach or annoyance.