the potter and clay
poem x eligos
02-17-2020, 09:04 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-17-2020, 09:05 PM by Eligos.)
The girl's answer was intriguing. Clay containers for storage, for herbs and such. He could think of many uses for something like that, and while he didn't have any particular interest in playing in the mud himself he could certainly see the usefulness of the end result. "Fascinating," he said with complete sincerity. "Do you often trade the containers you've made to others, or do you only make enough for your own usage? I would be interested in arranging a trade if you do happen to have any available. I'm sure my pack's healers and hunters would find them incredibly useful." Not, unfortunately, that they currently had any healers now that Kasdeya had passed away, and Rain had abandoned them, but he had faith that the Fallen God would lead some of their healers home, or that new healers would find them. Shaken though his faith had been, he had to believe that Aerie would grow as it needed to. "Speak" "Listen" Think |
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